Zhou Xinghe was furious. He looked at Bentham's palms with blood flowing more and more, and his heartache was extremely painful. Bentham had been dizzy since he was a child. The little girl was so scared that her face was pale and she didn't dare to say anything. Her lips were trembling, and she was about to faint.

"I can't answer your question just now, but I have the right to sue you for violating everyone's personal safety." Zhou Xinghe has never been so disgusted with the media's invasion, but once he touches his bottom line, even if the king of heaven comes up, he will still fight.

"My second brother's character cannot be defiled by the pen you have in your hands. And even if you are a discerning person, Qin Cheng can tell that he is not a good guy. Are you not a paparazzi? Why can't he even catch a little gossip? Don't you know that the doctor Qin you are protecting in your mouth and heart is a hypocrite?!"

After saying that, Zhou Xinghe wanted to take Bentham into the car and leave. But how could those "reporters" let go of ready-made gossip materials? For the sake of headlines, they could ignore the injured people and keep coming to Bentham and Zhou Xinghe.

The crowd became more and more crowded, and Bentham looked at the cameras that were scrambling over, one of which was the culprit who had just scratched her hand, and there was a little scarlet red on it.

Bentham suddenly felt that the world in front of him was shaking, one person turned into two people, two people turned into four people, superimposed infinitely.

Suddenly, with a 'bang', Zhou Xinghe felt that the weight on his shoulders was much more.

"Qinqin┄┄"

When Yan Shu and Bian Lingxi arrived at the hospital, Bentham had not yet woken up.

Zhou Xinghe stood motionless in front of the hospital bed, watching Bian Lingxi come over and lowered his head.

"Sister-in-law, I'm sorry. I didn't take good care of Qinqin and even hurt her." Zhou Xinghe always wanted that Dao Shou was injured and he was well. The little girl he had finally coaxed would not have hurt so much.

"Xinghe, it's not your business." Bian Lingxi didn't intend to blame anyone, but there were too many things recently, which made people overwhelmed. "How did those reporters deal with it?"

"I have called the police. Everyone should be in the police station now."

Zhou Xinghe was busy sending Bentham to the hospital, but he had not even done the transcript. Lei Zi didn't come when he saw that he was in a bad mood.

"Are those people under Lei Zi's hands?" Yan Shu's face turned pale.

Zhou Xinghe responded lightly, "Well, I noticed something was wrong at that time and sent a text message to Lei Zi, but I didn't expect that the group of paparazzi would be so arrogant."

Zhou Xinghe Alley thought carefully and seemed to have some purpose and wanted to force a question.

Especially the cameraman who injured Bentham did not feel like an ordinary cameraman. The man stood out among the crowd, tall and big, and covered in muscles, but this was not a unique person for those who had been running cameras all year round. Zhou Xinghe felt something was wrong, mainly because the cameraman gave him a very sinister feeling, and his eyes seemed to have to tear apart when he saw the prey.

"Brother, I think this time things are not that simple, it should be premeditated."

Zhou Xinghe carefully recalled the signs that he had come out of the cinema with Bentham in his arms. The more he thought about Bingham, the more suspicious he felt.

"Brother, think about it, Qinqin and I transferred two cars when we went to the cinema. I was sure that no one followed me in the middle, but why did someone get stuck when we left the cinema? And no one recognized us in the last row of the cinema."

He paused, looked at the thoughtful Yan Shu and continued, "And we were squeezed out when we entered the elevator for the first time. At that time, I saw a suspected reporter. Sure enough, the reporter also came over when he was in the parking lot, and it was the man who injured Qinqin. Brother, my intuition told me that this matter was not that simple. For example, that man, he could have a better way to save his camera at that time, but he just watched him injured Bentham before he stopped."

Speaking of this, Zhou Xinghe looked at the little girl who had not yet woken up on the bed and felt a little distressed, "Brother, actually, I think that guy Qincheng should not have that courage to fight against you unless there is someone behind him." Of course, this 'person' will definitely not be the Qi family, nor the Qin family.

Therefore, it remains to be considered who this ‘person’ is.

Yan Shu was cold and looked heavy, "Are you sure you can see clearly what happened today?"

"It's certain that the man looks like a Chinese on the surface, but when he apologized to Qinqin, his habitual etiquette was to hug and bow. This habit was not very similar to our common sense."

“Hug and bow?”

Yan Shu seemed to have thought of something, and he took Bian Lingxi out of the hospital without even calling him.

Bian Lingxi didn't know what was wrong. The two brothers had just conspired to talk for a long time, but they didn't let her know the specific content. Her curiosity was not serious, so she simply stopped asking.

But┄┄

Public opinion on the Internet continued to ferment, but Yan Shu's studio's official Weibo account still had to respond to Lin Nuan's abortion incident, and never responded to the video of Qin Cheng later.

A kind of netizens are eating melons online. Their own chalks are hurriedly carrying a keyboard to run around the Internet world with a keyboard, but the protagonist doesn't say anything, and they have not even clarified the Weibo post until now. Some chalks are tired of running, and they have not received any reply from the master for a long time. They feel desperate and announce that they will quit their fans.

Seeing that the fermentation of public opinion on the Internet did not mean that it would fade, Bian Lingxi could not help but worry and couldn't sleep peacefully at night.

It was already eleven o'clock when Yan Shu came out of the shower. He found that she was still leaning against the head of the bed with her cell phone in her arms and patiently comforted her: "Wife, it's very late, let's go to bed?"

Bian Lingxi gave him a blank look and felt sorry for his failure, "You are just ruining your career like this? Have you not read Weibo for a day today? You don't know how many fans you have quit your fans?"

Yesterday, the chalks were still 67.82 million, but so far, the chalks have been reduced by 8 million.

If this trend continues, he will not be far away.

"Xibao, I know what I am doing?"

"I know you want to protect Xiaonuan, but you won't even respond to Qin Cheng's deliberate slander. You believe that those who are clear will be clear, and those who are turbid will be turbid, but will those netizens believe that? They only believe what they see, and what they see and regard it as the truth is that Qin Cheng and Xiaonuan were forced to break up by you."

Bian Lingxi didn't know what to do, but Yan Shu was really so persistent that he was crazy.

"I know how to fight back the video of Qincheng, and I have sent the information to Sister Qing. I guess Sister Qing will send it in an hour."

"Why is it an hour later?"

"Because you always have to satisfy some people's illusory self-esteem, and before the slap in the face, you have to enjoy the happiness of the present." Yan Shu was super calm, looking indifferent.

Poor Bian Lingxi was worried for a whole day, but the man silently arranged everything.

"Mr. Yan, next time you are going to be surprised, can you tell your wife? I'm so mentally prepared."

Bian Lingxi felt very aggrieved and worried all day long, but he got better. He just watched himself in a hurry and said nothing.
Chapter completed!