Help!The big guy is in my heart again

Chapter 154 Ruan Zhaozhao is bound to Cen Shuo
"Zhao Zhao."

"Hmm..." When she heard someone calling her name, the surroundings were already completely unfamiliar and dark, and she was so tired that she didn't even want to lift her eyelids.

The man bent down and hugged her slightly cool body: "Will you be my girlfriend at Xinghuang's banquet in a few days?"

The executives of entertainment companies in Beijing will come, as will the reporters and the media.

After a long time, the person in his arms hummed softly.

The man hooked his lips, "When we actually get married, we will have a child, okay?"

"Well, the surname is Cen, are you annoying?"

"Okay, you sleep."

She was really sleepy.

She fell into a deep sleep, sleeping in his arms.

When the warm body temperature came, Cen Shuo felt that this was a happy moment.
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A notice was posted on the official blog about the postponement of "The Cinnabar Mole", which was also reposted by the author of the original work.

Originally, this news was quite popular, but a melon from a big V instantly surpassed it.

Concise and concise—

Ruan Zhaozhao suspected of plastic surgery

On how tough the background of second-tier glamorous actresses is
An eye-catching topic, followed by the topic of "Cinnabar Mole".

All of a sudden, tens of thousands of fans of the original book attacked Xinghuang's official Weibo.

The emperor is mine: ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! ! ! ! !Go die for me!!!!
Qingqing tempted me: why?The collapse of the actor will affect the filming of the drama. We should seriously consider whether it is an important decision to give this drama to Xinghuang.
I don't even know why: Agree, is Xinghuang worthy of the industry's conscience and traffic? Why would he use such an actor who has plastic surgery?
The topic of Ruan Zhaozhao's plastic surgery has also become popular, mostly because the two CPs have become popular all over the Internet, and everyone's attention is mostly on her appearance.

And Ruan Zhaozhao's Weibo has also fallen, and suddenly there are a lot of black fans.

"I thought she was the original one, but I didn't expect it to be a fake one."

"It's really sad, she was almost going to play our Hu Ting."

"Actually, it's just like that, it's not that pretty."

"Except for Zhu Cijing, there are no memorable characters."

"Fry cp every day, let's go."

Regarding Ruan Zhaozhao's plastic surgery, several pictures were released on the Internet. The background is prominent, which is in the hospital.

Moreover, some professionals compared her recent photos with previous years, adding fuel and vinegar online, saying that the artificial atmosphere is really aggravated.

Xinghuang's public relations were all dealing with this matter. Originally, an artist who had plastic surgery would be able to suppress it quickly, but now that the news about the suspension of filming of "The Cinnabar Mole" was involved, it was hard not to let people discuss it.

Nian Siming was already in a state of desperation, but Mr. Cen had already issued an order to minimize the negative impact of this matter no matter what.

But once a matter is fermented, the heat is not so easy to drop.

"It's just a piece of news. Even if it can't be seen by everyone, is it so difficult to get off the top of the trending list? What does the company's public relations department do!"

A stack of documents fell heavily.

The brows of the always gentle and indifferent man are full of anger!

The people in the conference room didn't even dare to make a sound.

Now is the critical time—

"Mr. Cen." Someone made a suggestion, "Mr. Cen, if you want to get Xinghuang out now, you can issue a notice stating that "The Cinnabar Mole" can be filmed by another person, so fans of the original book won't—"

Before the female subordinate could finish her sentence, she was turned back with a cold look.

Nian Siming knew in his heart that Mr. Cen was determined to keep Ruan Zhaozhao.

Cen Shuo said: "If you can't lower the heat by tonight, then contact them to block keywords."

Block keywords.

Everyone took a deep breath.

Block keywords mean—

As long as there is a funder behind Ruan Zhaozhao's plastic surgery, the entry cannot be published.

burn one's boats.

After the meeting ended, Nian Siming thought twice and said, "Mr. Cen, it would be better for Ms. Ruan if I avoid shooting now."

Cen Shuo rubbed his eyebrows: "No."

"However, this method is too radical."

The heat will definitely drop, but Ruan Zhaozhao and Xinghuang are bound to death.

This is equivalent to directly telling the media and the public that Xinghuang is behind Ruan Zhaozhao.

"Just do it."

Nian Siming paused, "Okay, Mr. Cen."

When he reached the door, he was stopped by someone: "Wait—"

"what happened?"

"There is one more thing you need to do." His eyes were heavy, "I remember that the dark blue dress worn by Codemama's chief model is still in the starlight, let someone find it."

dress?

"Alright Mr. Cen."

Oh, by the way, there will be a very important banquet in a few days.

Mr. Cen. Who are you planning to go with?

Compared to Xinghuang's bloodbath, Ruan Zhaozhao lived quite peacefully at home.

After swiping the phone all morning, my eyes are a little sore.

Xiao Yu went home, Ruan Haoyang went out, and now she is the only one left at home.

She wasn't afraid of being alone, but this feeling was so familiar that it made people feel uncomfortable.

Ruan Zhaozhao called Ruan Haoyang, but the other end was busy and didn't answer.

She was a little hungry, so she went out barefoot to look for food. Fortunately, there was a garlic sausage left in the refrigerator during the New Year's Eve.

Zhao Zhao gnawed on it for a while, red oil dripping from her body.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I was a little dazed.

She also saw those identifications on the Internet.

I have to say, quite true.

She didn't see it after comparing it for a while.

What is false cannot become true.

Near noon, someone knocked on the door.

"Come here." Didn't you take the key?Ruan Zhaozhao opened the door, but it wasn't Ruan Haoyang who came.

Ruan Hao was wearing a black padded jacket, but his complexion was fine, his lips were pale.

"Zhao Zhao."

The woman's expression didn't change much, her eyes were a little colder.

"How did you come?"

Ruan Hao stuttered, "I saw you had an accident on the Internet, so I wanted to come and see you."

Ruan Zhaozhao looked at his eyebrows.

She, Ruan Haoyang, looks very similar to Ruan Hao—it seems that her eyebrows are quite similar to that father.

"When your father left and your mother sent you to my house, you were still very young. I didn't expect that now-"

"Okay." She didn't want to hear this.

Ruan Hao didn't speak anymore, and he hasn't contacted this niece for so many years, not to mention that she has always had knots about what happened back then.

The girl took a lukewarm look: "Come in first."

"Oh, good."

Ruan Hao hesitated at the door for a while, but finally didn't change his shoes.

Ruan Zhaozhao sat on the sofa—her uncle had bad legs and feet when he was a child, and it is not easy to walk now.

From the door to the living room, it took more than a minute.

He walked hard.

"I heard from Hao Yang that you have a date."

Ruan Zhaozhao frowned.

Ruan Hao was afraid that she would get angry: "Oh no, no, I asked. Hao Yang is not that kind of person, he cares about you." Then he took out a wad of money from his pocket, "Have you been here recently? Well, I'll give you some money."

(End of this chapter)