Goddess, she's gone

Chapter 142 I'm Brother Qing's Cutie

He Chengfeng gritted his teeth and said word by word, "Have you read your Weibo?"

"I know what you're thinking," He Chengfeng said coldly, "You're afraid that after your debut, your precious daughter will be implicated."

"She is already 16 years old! Yin Qingxuan! In two years, she will be old enough to join the army!"

"You should think about yourself too!"

Yin Qingxuan remained silent.

He Chengfeng sighed tiredly.

"Brother Qing, you should check your Weibo."

"The situation is very good now, do you think I can do it with just my PR draft?"

"It's the fans who like you."

"Seven years."

How many artists are put on this time, that is a dead life.

In the entertainment industry, newbies are always smiling.

Partial birth, Yin Qingxuan is different.

He Chengfeng: "There is a lot of scolding on the Internet. When someone doubts you. Not only me, but also they are criticizing, explaining, and proving for you."

"Don't you think you need to give them an explanation?"

He Chengfeng is well versed in Yin Qingxuan's character.

Friends for many years, this Yin Qingxuan is a daughter slave!

Just to reduce exposure, Yin Qingxuan can stay out of the gate for a whole week.

Now I am afraid that if I make my debut, my daughter will be noticed by the public, and I can reluctantly give up my dream for many years.

He Chengfeng sighed lightly.

To be honest, if it were him, he really couldn't do this step.

Yin Qingxuan was slightly silent.

He Chengfeng knew that he couldn't push too hard: "Recently, there have been many interview announcements inviting you, and the news has all been sent to me."

"Think about it carefully." He Chengfeng couldn't hold back after all, and finally added: "Don't just think about your daughter!"

asshole!

After speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

Yin Qingxuan squeezed the phone with his slender fingers.

Slightly lost.

fan?

He bowed his head.

A self-deprecating smile flashed across the pupils of his eyes, as warm and clear as lake water.

He lightly swiped open the screen, downloaded Weibo, and clicked in.

For too many years, Yin Qingxuan has never used social software.

He clearly stayed in the most prosperous imperial capital, but he lived as if isolated from the world.

It's been too long, and Yin Qingxuan has even forgotten the account password he used back then.

He applied for an account with his mobile phone again and logged into Weibo.

Father Yin bent down to pick up the water glass, the gentle and mature man's face was slightly cold.

He lowered his eyes and started a long series of comments.

When he came across the words of the first few hot comments, his eyes froze.

【You are here, we are here.

You are not here, we are also.

As long as you are willing to come back, we will wait forever. 】

[Ah ah ah!I knew our Baby Yin was framed!A man like my male god who is talented, good-looking, and doesn't rely on his face for a living will not steal manuscripts! 】

【snort!This time, I must vent my anger on the male god!Let those bastards frame the male god behind their backs! 】

【They are just jealous of my male god's talent!Not to be envied is a mediocrity ╯^╰!Who told my husband to be so good. 】

[Brother Qing, it's been so long, when did you post your blog?You won't forget us who are cute and beautiful, right?Poor.JPG]

[It's been almost two weeks, and only Lao He has filed an indictment.We didn't even catch the male god's little tail.I was so wronged that I burst out crying.jpg]

[Brother Qing!Look here, look here!Here is your big cutie! 】

[Shameless upstairs!Obviously I am Brother Qing's cutie. 】

(End of this chapter)