[Why do I feel like the statent released by Huasong’s official account this ti is much more assertive than before?]
[Simple translation: To those marketing accounts and haters online trying to use our company’s artists to gain attention, we hope you quickly abandon this idea. If we see any videos about this matter continuing to circulate, expect a court summons.]
[This ’our company’s artist’ is spoken like ’my wife.’]
[Soone who doesn’t know might think Wen Qiao is Huasong’s Boss Lady, hahahaha... wait, could it possibly be true?]
[Do you all rember the ’Ceiling couple’ by Daming Lake? If I’m not mistaken, Huasong dia is a subsidiary of FS, right?]
[Wow, I sll a scandal.]
[The man who hit soone in the video only showed his back, but with my years of reading mystery novels, he’s definitely President Fu.]
[A ticulous netizen posted a comparison picture of the two backs, and I can only say they’re exactly the sa.]
[Insider reveals! My girlfriend was at the Jinhua Award, and she personally saw a wealthy-looking man carrying Wen Qiao away afterward, and Wen Qiao was even wearing that man’s coat!]
[Oh my god, what is this overbearing CEO and petite, charming star combo.]
[Mom, after so many days, the couple I ship has sweet monts again!]
[I told you! I told you!! I told you!!! When I watched the variety show back then, I thought there was sothing between them. No other limited-ti couple exchanged such glances!]
[...]
No one expected that the online discussion about this matter would veer towards ’shipping monts.’
But that’s a good thing; at least there’s not much discussion about Wen Qiao being harassed by a stalker.
Moreover, Wen Qiao was planning to make her relationship with Fu Jinghen public, so this serves as a kind of heads-up for netizens.
Jiang Yao was browsing through the netizens’ comnts, and unexpectedly, there wasn’t much opposition.
Indeed, in this looks-driven world, beauty is justice.
"My brother is really aweso, action maxed out, totally explosive!" Lin Ruochun instantly turned into Fu Jinghen’s sycophant, giving him a thumbs up.
Qin Xiang gave the woman beside him a sidelong glance and smoothly retrieved the phone from her hand, "When it cos to his sweetheart, if he didn’t act, he’d be in for a storm."
By the ti the phone was taken from her, Lin Ruochun hadn’t realized anything amiss. Qin Xiang wasn’t sure whether to be relieved she hadn’t discovered his secret or feel disappointed.
Hearing her unabashedly praise Fu Jinghen like this, he felt stifled and couldn’t help but flick her forehead, scolding, "You’re such a fool."
Lin Ruochun didn’t understand how, in less than five minutes, Qin Xiang’s attitude had undergone a 180-degree swing like a giant hamr, but she knew Qin Xiang was scolding her, and for no good reason.
Princess Lin’s temper flared imdiately; she put her hands on her hips and glared at him: "What’s wrong with you, why are you scolding for no reason."
"Do I need a reason to scold you?" Qin Xiang lazily lowered his gaze to her: "Just wanted to."
"You feel like you can sit on my head just because you sent a pair of high heels, huh?" Lin Ruochun raised her hand and swung it at him.
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