Madam, she was stripped of her vest by a paranoid boss

Chapter 234 I Can't Think Of Anything
Gu Beichen saw her guilty look, and the corners of her mouth curled up, "Come here and kiss me."

"what?"

The man deliberately leaned over to her, "Kiss...kiss me, then breathe out on my injured part, and I will forgive you."

Only then did Lu Feiyan realize that he had been duped, and kicked the man forcefully with his calf, "It hurts. You deserve it."

"Ah." Gu Beichen, who was on the ground holding his injured abdomen, was pale and said weakly, "Ah Yan, you are a domestic violence."

Although he teased himself just now, the wound on the bandage was opened.

Lu Feiyan frowned his beautiful eyebrows, but finally got off the bed softly and walked to Gu Beichen's side, "Do you want to see a doctor and change the bandage?"

Gu Beichen took advantage of the situation and hugged Lu Feiyan into his arms.

"Gu Beichen!" Lu Feiyan became furious, and he played tricks on her again.

"I'm here." Gu Beichen got up and simply lifted the little girl above his head.

"Put me down!" Gu Beichen looked up at the red-faced little woman, "Ah Yan. I want to hear about you and Yuan Shuai."

"I have nothing with him."

Lu Feiyan thought that he was angry that he would cause the scene of "died for love" because of Yuan Shuai's matter, so he hurriedly explained.

"I don't care what you have with him." Gu Beichen put her down from mid-air, "Ah Yan. Even if you have a place in your heart to commemorate him, what I hope is that there is no need for secrets between you and me."

Gu Beichen actually knew it.

I have something to hide from him.

A few drops of clear tears fell on Gu Beichen's face.

"Ayan." Gu Beichen put Lu Feiyan back on the bed again, leaned over and kissed away his teardrops: "I know, I shouldn't ask those questions, it's just that I want to have all the gaps in the time when I'm not with you. "

"Those old things—"

They are husband and wife, and one party should not bear too much burden, leaving gaps.

Lu Feiyan closed his eyes, as if he had made a decision, "I'll tell you after I go to see Shen Jingcheng, okay?"

"Ah."

As long as there is a breakthrough, he feels that there is still hope in this life.

There was a tick-tock sound outside the window. Sure enough, the cloud couldn't bear the rain after all, and it fell.

However, no matter how bad the weather conditions are, they can't stop the reporters' thirst for news.

Through the blinds, Ji Qingqing heard the sound of arguing.

"Brother Niu." Sitting on the sofa, Ji Qingqing's delicate and beautiful face was full of tears, "In any case, you have to help me suppress this scandal—"

There is a lot of noise on the Internet now.

After all, for originality, plagiarism is shameful.

But Ji Qingqing, as a first-line female artist, can find someone to write for her, and it also makes sense.

But the power of the netizens is powerful, and I don't know who it is who has dug up all the evil deeds Ji Qingqing used to frame the artists in the same group.

Some people even found out that Ji Qingqing was an N. model in a certain space before her debut, and played with countless bosses, a deep-water EM game.

Every photo on the Internet made Ji Qingqing's image drop.

"Xiaoqing." The bullpen was just playing with Ji Qingqing, and didn't expect her to cause such a big trouble for herself, "It's not that I don't help you, it's basically difficult for you to survive in the entertainment industry now. How about I give you some money, and you go abroad to hide from the limelight?"

At this time, the operation department held the document and slammed on the door of the bullpen office: "Mr. Niu, it's not good. The security guards from the media couldn't stop them, they all rushed up to interview Miss Ji."

(End of this chapter)