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Chapter 109: In the worst case, go home and inherit billions of dollars

Jiang Fanxing quickly got off Mingtian's back and looked at her best friend who was close to her, and then looked at her best friend's husband who was leaning against the car door not far away. She was so embarrassed that she could use her toes to cut the asphalt road to the hole.

Then, Song Tang helped Jiang Fanxing upstairs, Rong Chuqin and Mingtian waited downstairs.

"Mr. Rong," Ming Tian was embarrassed. He took off his mask while talking, "Sorry, you still worry about it so late."

Rong Chuqin raised his hand and signaled him not to take off his mask, "Get into the car and chat a few times."

After getting in the car, Rong Chuqin asked bluntly: "Is the entertainment industry fun, little brother?"

Mingtian pulled the brim of the baseball cap in uneasy and whispered: "It's not bad."

"I turn off my phone every time and I've been turned off for so long. Are you willful?" Rong Chuqin complained, "My wife, I can't find her sister, I'm worried that I can't find me in the middle of the night. Your father, I can't find his son,

I also called me. I can't tell your dad what he said in front of my wife, for fear that you will be exposed."

"Thank you, brother."

"Don't thank you first, do you know what the current public opinion is?"

Mingtian knew that he was in the wrong and explained: "Everyone scolded me on the Internet, but I was upset when I saw it, so I simply turned off the phone and stopped watching."

Say it, then silently took out your phone and clicked on Weibo.

It was already midnight, but there were many night owls on the Internet, and the hot search list was still very exciting. Netizens dug out many photos of him and Jiang Fanxing in the same frame. After a silly association, they were sure that they were in love.

——"Jiang Fanxing is so shameless. Do you look at the mirror and look like yourself? The old cow eats tender grass!"

——"Shen Qiong's junior sister and Shen Qiong are all the same. The Internet has memories. Have you forgotten about Shen Qiong's childbirth?"

——"Shen Qiong has never disclosed his son's biological father, could he be a respected old artist?"

——"Jiang Fanxing is so dirty. Knowing that the little boy is simple-minded, she takes the initiative to seduce him. Mingtian is so popular that she must have grabbed him tighter."

——"No wonder she didn't let Mingtian accept our gifts, she turned out to be on guard against us."

——"Mingtian, keep your eyes open and leave Wucheng's Pansi Cave as soon as possible."

——"…”

In just a short time, the fire burned to Shen Qiong's illegitimate son again. Shen Qiong's secret that had been hidden for eighteen years was being fleshed by humans.

For a moment, he and the people around him were all suffering.

On the contrary, Shen Zhou, who raised the spearhead, completely lost the following text after gaining a brief attention.

Shen Zhou later spoke out again, writing hundreds of words, explaining that he was just complaining about his unsatisfactory work, and apologizing to the innocent Rong Group and Mingtian.

However, no one paid attention to him anymore, and all topics revolve around Mingtian.

Mingtian threw away his phone in annoyance, "I really don't want to see these things."

"You can't look at these, but don't turn off your phone, your parents will worry about you."

"I understand, Brother Rong."

"What are you going to do next?"

Mingtian smiled bitterly, "I was refrigerated by Shen Qiong."

"Refrigerate?" Rong Chuqin was surprised. The good situation that other brokerage companies could not even imagine, Shen Qiong actually refrigerated him?

"I don't care. At worst, I can rest, but it's a bit disgusted by the impact of Jiang Fanxing."

"It doesn't matter. At worst, you can go home and inherit billions of property."

"..." Mingtian put his face away and refused to respond.

Rong Chuqin looked out the window at the residential building. At this point, most of the residents had turned off the lights. Looking at it, it was pitch black.

"You and that Jiang Fanxing..."

"Things are not true, Brother Rong, I'm talking nonsense online."

"Is that true? I can't see it all. Only those who like her can do it if you carry a girl home. If the scene just now is photographed by a reporter, your relationship will be confirmed."

"Brother Rong..." Mingtian bowed and begged for mercy, his face turned red.

Rong Chuqin curled his lips and smiled, "Okay, don't say it."

On the other side, Song Tang helped Jiang Fanxing to his residence, which was the house that Jiang Fanxing rented after work.

She is usually busy with work, and her adoptive parents are old and have a regular schedule. In order not to affect them, she moved out.

"Hiss..." She accidentally kicked the foot of the sofa, and her forehead was filled with cold sweat.

"Fanxing, your foot is broken?" Song Tang asked this when she saw her foot wearing a fixture.

Jiang Fanxing sat on the sofa and sighed: "The little toe bone is cracked, it's okay, I just need to take care of it slowly."

"What happened?"

"It's just at the airport. There were too many people at that time. I accidentally fell and was trampled."

"... Then don't you issue a statement and explain it?"

Jiang Fanxing shook his head helplessly, and wanted to speak but stopped.

"What's wrong?"

"Oh, it's hard to describe..."

Afterwards, Jiang Fanxing told Song Tang about his experience today, including being scolded by Shen Qiong.

When Song Tang came out, Rong Chuqin was leaning against the car door alone, holding a cup of milk tea in his hand, waiting for her.

From a distance, the man's agile and slender figure couldn't find any shortcomings. He leaned against the car door, stretched one leg straight and bent one leg, and exuded a lazy aura in his freedom.

The night is dark, and the picture looks like a master's masterpiece carefully drawn.

Song Tang quickly ran towards him, "Sorry, I've said a few more words, I've been waiting for a long time."

While opening the car door, Rong Chuqin handed her the milk tea in her hand, "Drink while it's hot, cool down tonight, and it's dropping by more than ten degrees at once."

"Thank you." Song Tang sat in the car, holding the warm milk tea in his hand, and took a sip, his whole body was warm.

"Do you want it?" She took the milk tea to his mouth.

Rong Chuqin shook his head and started the car to concentrate on driving.

"Warm your body."

"Then I would rather find a small park without anyone and do exercise to warm up."

Song Tang didn't have to think about it, and understood what he meant. If he hadn't been driving, she would have punched her, "I found that your words are getting more and more ugly now."

"Yellow? Where is yellow? Am I wrong?"

“…”

Song Tang didn't want to discuss this topic with him. He could definitely learn from it and say that he would be evil. Moreover, he just admits his mistakes and does not change his behavior after repeated instruction.

So, she changed the topic, "Shen Qiong wants to refrigerate Mingtian, and Fanxing is likely to be unemployed."

"That's someone else's business, do you have to take care of it too?"

"That's not what it means, Yu Li, I, Cheng Lan, and Brother Yiheng, the four of us are family members. If our family suffers, none of us will sit idly by. Yu Gong, Mingtian is now from Rong's family.

The image spokesperson, and there are several variety shows sponsored by Rong. His image directly affects Rong. Now, Shen Qiong not only does not public relations, but also needs to refrigerate him. Who will be on the variety show? Fanxing is in the company

If you don’t have much say, you have to listen to Shen Qiong. If Shen Qiong proposes to replace him, we will not agree."


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