Transmigrating into a book: You are a cannon fodder, but you have to run away

"Are you born in the year of the gourd? Why didn't you say so at the beginning?"

Wang Chaoyang looked helplessly at Uncle Wang, whose face was red and neck was thick with anger.

"Uncle, given the situation at the time, even if I told you, it would be useless."

"What happened then?"

Wang Chaoyang glanced at Mo Ling.

Don't think you hide it well. I can clearly see the gossip fire burning in your eyes.

However, he did not care, but recalled:

"At the beginning, my father asked me to deliver something to my uncle. My aunt happened to make something delicious, so I planned to stay and have a meal."

"But before I even had the meal, I received the news that the company was going to hold a team-building party, so I had to rush to the hotel where the company was going to hold the party."

"As soon as I arrived at the hotel, someone took me to the top floor. I also saw many artists from the company there, so I didn't suspect anything."

"I remember I drank a glass of juice. Because I was driving there by myself, I refused to drink in order not to drink and drive. I just drank a glass of juice. But after drinking the juice, I felt dizzy, and then I was helped into a room in a daze."

"In the room, I saw Wang Fang. At that moment, I had a bad feeling. I bit the tip of my tongue to keep myself awake."

"It was at that time that I knew Wang Fang wanted me to be her lover."

As soon as he said this, Wang Chaoyang's face showed anger.

"Wang Fang said that as long as I slept with her and served her to her satisfaction, I would have a lot of resources."

"Humph. I make a living with my talent. How could I lack resources? Not to mention that I was the most popular person at the time. How could I be controlled by her?"

"It's good that you refused."

Uncle Wang patted Wang Chaoyang's shoulder with satisfaction, indicating that this child was someone who could be protected.

"If it's just a rejection, the following things shouldn't happen."

Uncle Wang was stunned by Wen Qiye’s words.

"Well...I was young at the time. Young people are always a little impulsive."

Wang Chaoyang touched his nose a little embarrassedly.

"I was so angry at her shamelessness that I slapped her twice, breaking her nose, which cost her hundreds of thousands of dollars."

"She covered her nose and said, 'Wang Chaoyang, you are finished. You are completely finished.'"

"Then, I'm done. (???)"

Mo Ling:.........

Wen Qiye:..........

Uncle Wang: ......

This mentality is really powerful.

"You kid..."

Uncle Wang didn't know what to say to him.

"What happened next?"

"Later, Wang Fang left. I was planning to leave too, but I was knocked unconscious. When I woke up, I had no clothes on, and there was a woman crying and saying that I had violated her. Then, before I could ask for clarification, reporters came, and then you all know it."

Wang Chaoyang seems a little heartless, but in fact, he still cares a lot.

Of course, what this guy cares about is a little different.

"Alas. If the reporter had come a little later, would I have been able to see if I had lost my virginity? After all, it was my first time, and I didn't feel anything. I don't know if I'm still innocent."

"You are innocent. Your vitality is still there."

Such an informal question actually received a serious answer.

Wen Qiye and Uncle Wang were both silent.

And as a demon, Mo Ling naturally has the ability to see whether a person has lost his virginity?

So, she kindly told him.

"thank you."

Wang Chaoyang really believed it.

Apart from feeling dizzy, he didn't feel anything else.

What's more, afterwards, he looked at his back and saw no scratches, so he knew he had been set up.

So, what he said just now was, on the one hand, that when he opened his eyes, he was indeed wondering whether he was innocent?

The second is to liven up the atmosphere and not let everyone be in a bad mood because of his little thing.

"So you want to prove your innocence?"

"Of course I do."

Wang Chaoyang is unwilling to bear the blame for his whole life.

When he was hidden, he also looked for evidence.

But unfortunately, the opponent was too strong and he was no match for him.

"Okay then, we got it."

After Mo Ling got the gossip he wanted, he looked at Wen Qiye.

Wen Qiye nodded slightly, and then began to discuss cooperation with Wang Chaoyang.

Since Wang Chaoyang himself was wronged, it is enough to show that this matter has risks, but the benefits it brings are also very considerable.

The two of them discussed how to cooperate, with Uncle Wang assisting on the side.

Mo Ling took out his cell phone and started surfing the Internet.

She first searched for Wang Chaoyang's information.

This happened many years ago, and his information has long been covered by a flood of new news.

Mo Ling's lips curled up slightly, then he moved his little hands and started typing and posting.

----【Shocked!!! I ran into a man, he looks like Wang Chaoyang, the former top star?】

Mo Ling simply edited a few sentences and nodded with satisfaction.

At this moment, Wang Chaoyang had already reached an agreement with Wen Qiye.

As they stood up and shook hands, Wang Chaoyang noticed the message sent by Mo Ling.

Wang Chaoyang:......

"Ahem, do you want me to give you photos? After all, nowadays everyone likes to have pictures to prove the truth. If you just say there are no pictures, the credibility will not be high."

Mo Ling looked at Wang Chaoyang in surprise.

"Do you have any photos?"

"Yes. I'll add you as my friend. I'll send it to you."

After adding Wang Chaoyang as a friend, Wang Chaoyang indeed sent her several photos.

Take a look at the photo.

Mo Ling Zhihu is a good guy.

Each photo reveals two words.

-------decadent.

"Why do you take pictures like this?"

At this moment, not only Mo Ling was puzzled, even Wen Qiye and Uncle Wang didn't understand.

“This is how I interact with my fans.”

"You still have fans in this situation?"

These words were not said by Mo Ling, but by Uncle Wang.

Don’t blame Uncle Wang for being too surprised. It’s really hard to imagine that Wang Chaoyang’s reputation is so bad, but there are still fans who stick with him?

What is this if not true love?

"Uncle, who are you looking down on?"

Wang Chaoyang took out his mobile phone dissatisfiedly, clicked Fetion, and joined a group.

Uncle Wang and others, including Mo Ling, stretched their necks to take a look at the true fan who had persisted until now.

Then, everyone shut up.

Group name: One question every day, is the scumbag Wang Chaoyang dead?

Group leader: Shoot Wang Chaoyang to death

Management: Kick Wang Chaoyang to death.

Group message: Check in every day and ask if Wang Chaoyang is dead?

Then, there was a series of messages asking whether Wang Chaoyang was dead or not.

"This...anti-fan?"

Wen Qiye looked at the group of 200 people and the 99+ unread messages, and looked at Wang Chaoyang strangely.