Fast travel: the host is poisonous

Chapter 43
Just when Shen Xi was being pursued and ridiculed by fans, passers-by and anti-fans, Shengyu officially issued a statement: Thank you fans for your love for Qiao Qiao. Those who say that Qiao Qiao has a backstage don’t think too much. The entire Shengyu Entertainment It's Qiao Qiao's backstage.

Seeing the official speech, everyone was boiling.

[Who knows what I mean]: Wow, the official has spoken, so protective, what is the origin of this Qiao Qiao?Mrs. Fang is actually not jealous at all for Mrs. Fang to protect her shortcomings like this?

Because of his infatuation with his wife, Fang Shiyu was nicknamed husband by many people on the Internet, but those people also have a very good sense of his wife, and sometimes call her his wife, although more often they still call her Mrs. Fang, but The protection of the other couple's shortcomings is unquestionable.

These people started to search for Qiao Qiao, but in the end they didn't find any useful results, not even a single photo.

An's little nanny happened to see this when she was playing with her mobile phone in her room after finishing her work. Qiao Qiao's name on it made her unconsciously think of her eldest lady.

She immediately found out the song that everyone mentioned before and listened to it, and it really was the voice of the young lady.

"Madam, Madam." The little nanny cheerfully went to Madam An, and told her about her discovery: "These two songs from Shengyu's new album sound like a young lady's voice to me?"

"Bring it over quickly and let me hear it."

Even if Mrs. An didn't like these things, now that she heard that this matter was related to her precious daughter, she was naturally more positive than anyone else.

As expected, it was a familiar voice. She listened to it, and couldn't help shedding tears along with the sad voice.

"Qiao Qiao, Qiao Qiao." Mrs. An couldn't help calling out.

"Madam, please don't cry." The nanny was frightened by Mrs. An's tears. Although the song sounded nice, Mrs. An wouldn't be like this.She hurriedly handed Mrs. An a tissue and asked her to wipe away the tears that had fallen.

Mrs. An smiled and said: "Qiaoqiao sings so beautifully."

"Yes, I also think that Missy sings well, but there are many people on the Internet who are slandering Missy, and I am angry when I watch it. Madam, do you want to vent your anger on Missy?"

"How can I do something about this? Just call Wen Yan directly. He is my son-in-law and my daughter's husband. He is the one who should be contacted and asked to resolve this matter." Mrs. An said.

Her precious daughter will feel pain herself, but Wen Yan is now a son-in-law, so why should he be indifferent?Mrs. An is satisfied with Wen Yan, but maybe she just hopes that Wen Yan will watch him coldly.

"Then what about the master and the young master, do you want to say something?"

"What's there to say to them? If I didn't say it, wouldn't they care about Qiao Qiao?" Mrs. An snorted, not knowing why she was throwing a fit.

She seemed to have thought of something, and immediately called Shen Xi and asked about Shen Xi's singing: "Why do you want to sing, you child, and you don't know how to tell your family."

"Mom, don't you like it?" Shen Xi asked cautiously.

"I like it, I really like it." Mrs. An squinted her eyes and smiled: "Why do you suddenly want to do this? Are you tired?"

Shen Xi smiled and said: "I'm okay, I'm not particularly tired. But I still like painting more than singing. I only sang once, so I didn't tell my mother."

(End of this chapter)