Quick Wear: His Highness Qing Leng is about to be stuck again

"Sister Yun, the public opinion online has reversed." Xu Xiao took the phone and happily handed it to Yun Rong.

"Let me see." Yun Rong took the phone. Is the agent so fast?

It hasn't been more than four hours since this morning.

Awesome! As expected of Sister Mu.

The online public opinion has changed, and some rational fans have begun to apologize.

Of course, there were some brainless fans who still didn't believe it and continued to clamor, but they were immediately suppressed.

Zhong Ling’s speed is also acceptable.

Ten minutes after the evidence was released, he sent an apology video, saying that it was his own fault and apologizing to Yunrong.

There was no secret gossip this time, which was rare.

Of course, some people speculated that Zhong Ling did this on purpose, deliberately framing their sister.

But the apology video has already been released, and they can’t just start cursing like those uncultured fans did.

That’s what their fans do, and in the end they have to ask their sister to help clean up the mess.

Just swallowing it was impossible.

It can only be done secretly.

They have a captain who is very powerful.

My sister just started entering this circle and has relatively few fans.

It was he who led them to fight back. Now that my sister has more fans, it was he who organized them in an orderly manner.

They, the cloud fans, are the most polite fans.

My sister must need their comfort now.

So all the little clouds quickly flocked to Yunrong’s account to comfort their sister Bai Yueguang.

Cloud No. 1: Don’t be sad, sister. We are always here.

Embrace the clouds in your arms: I will protect you.

Yunyun: Hug my sister.

Nuojiji: Sister Yun has been wronged...

......

Yun Rong looked at the comforting words on the phone and felt warm in her heart.

They often say that they are their beliefs and their spiritual pillars.

But aren’t they their own salvation?

Finger tap.

Yunrong: Thank you all for the comfort. I am not feeling bad. You are all by my side. I am lucky to have you.

The atmosphere below instantly became lively again. After all, Yun Rong rarely sent out messages.

Actually, that was because my previous agent didn’t allow me to post it myself.

And now Sister Mu has returned her account to herself, saying that she wants to develop her own style.

That is to say, you are in control.

Yun Duoduo: My sister is here.

Sister Yun slept with me today: Sister must have suffered a great injustice and doesn’t want to talk about it. Come to my bed, I am willing to listen.

It’s a trap: Sister Yun, look at me, look at me.

......

"Brother Pei, what are you doing?" Pan Zhi suddenly appeared beside Pei Ji.

Pei Ji subconsciously put his phone down.

His eyebrows raised slightly, and his drooped eyebrows were as cold as ever, with a hint of ruthlessness.

"What's wrong?" he asked indifferently.

"Brother Pei, someone invites you to have dinner together and meet him." Pan Zhi said seriously.

"Is he from somewhere?" Seeing Pan Zhi hesitant to speak, Pei Ji asked back.

Pan Zhi organized his words, observed his surroundings, leaned over to whisper in Pei Ji's ear, "It's the CEO Chang with his unpredictable personality.

Pei Ji licked his lips thoughtfully, his fingertips slightly curled.

Pan Zhi thought Pei Ji didn't want to agree, so he nudged him with his elbow and advised, "I know you have a personality, but this guy is not someone you can easily mess with, and it doesn't matter whose money you make."

Pei Ji smiled with an ambiguous tone, "You are right."

"Okay, he said let's meet at Room 201 of Xianyun Restaurant, right away." Pan Zhi breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that he agreed.

Pei Ji's eyes turned cold, and he said with a half-smile: "I came prepared."

Pan Zhi apologized immediately, his eyes full of regret, "I'm sorry, Brother Pei, I was forced to do it. He threatened me."

Pei Ji waved his hand and said without leaving any room for negotiation, "You don't need to come here anymore."

Pan Zhi's face was blank for a moment, and he thought of something, and said hesitantly: "Then Brother Pei, be careful."

Pei Ji left without a single pause, feeling lonely and resolute.

Pan Zhi, who stayed where he was, lowered his head and smiled bitterly.

"Come on, sit down." Chang Qile heard the door open without raising his head.

He raised his hand, took out a teacup and poured in some tea.

Pushing it to the other side, the bottom of the teacup made a scratching sound.

Pei Ji didn't say anything and sat opposite him.

"You should know why I want to talk to you about this, right?" There was a hint of gloom in Chang Qile's eyes.

"Buying black material?" Pei Ji pretended to be ignorant.

Chang Qile smiled, his eyes cold and dark, "Yes, do you know whose I want?"

Pei Ji shook his head in confusion, "Please explain clearly, Mr. Chang."

Chang Qile took a sip of tea and said, "I know you are a smart person, let's be frank and not beat around the bush."

"I want Yunrong's."

After saying that, he pushed a card to Pei Ji. His hand looked too pale under the light.

He didn't notice that Pei Ji's lowered eyes were filled with a sinister chill.

"We have never filmed any of Yunrong's dirty laundry."

Chang Qile raised his hand and tapped lightly on the table, "Oh?"

His fingers paused, and he smiled infatuatedly, "That's right, such an outstanding person like her really doesn't have any black material."

Pei Ji just looked at Chang Qile and felt that he might be mentally abnormal.

Chang Qile suddenly changed his tone, "If not, then fake it. Aren't you paparazzi very good at making up stories? You can make fake things look real."

After saying that, he slammed his hand on the table, and his eyes looked crazy for a moment.

"You still need me to teach you?"

Seeing that Pei Ji hadn't responded, he sneered.

He leaned lazily against the back of his seat, "You don't have any so-called professional ethics, do you?"

With a sarcastic tone, he picked up the card and said, "This 10 million is just a deposit."

He wanted Yunrong to be helpless and have everyone abandon her.

She wants Yunrong to be alone.

Pei Ji gritted his teeth and said, "Of course not."

Chang Qile sneered, "That's good."

After saying that, he threw the card on the table, stood up and left.

Pei Ji sat on the chair, raised his head and took a sip of tea.