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Chapter Forty-Nine

As soon as Mo Yan posted this w-blog, Ji Yu and Qin Yan also immediately left the post and forwarded it;

Mo Yan’s millions of fans quickly became excited,

【My goddess, she looks so sassy when she protects her friends!】

【Supported, forwarded.】

[Sister Yan, I have three correct views and will always support you.]

[Goddess, I didn’t expect you to have such a green tea whore? 】

[Support the goddess of smoke, not only can she play the harp well, but she can also argue with reason and evidence. She is indeed a top student in law school.]

...

The most active trolls in the past have disappeared because of the lack of financial support from Yao Siying; once a big V like Mo Yan clarified the news, the news quickly spread throughout the Internet.

The next day is Saturday and there are no classes.

Mo Yan woke up from a strange room with a splitting headache. She sat up suddenly, lifted the quilt, and glanced at the clothes on her body.

Not bad, not bad, well dressed;

Suddenly she felt something was wrong. Who changed her pajamas?

Didn't you drink bayberry wine with Qingtian and the others yesterday?

Qin Yan, he shouldn’t be that kind of person, right?

Shaking her head, she was completely fragmented and couldn't remember anything. Within a few dozen seconds, she imagined countless bloody dramas.

Then when I was about to get up and get out of bed, I stumbled and fell, and a dog ate it. My hands were so painful that I couldn't scream.

Almost at the same time, the door was gently pushed open, and Qin Yan's long legs stopped next to her head. He immediately squatted down, helped her up, and asked with concern, "Are you injured anywhere?"

Mo Yan wailed in his heart, even if he changed into pajamas, he still wrestled in front of him,

Oh my God, did she dig up someone's ancestral grave?

Let her experience such a social death scene.

"His, my hand, my hand hurts."

Mo Yan shook his hands, grinned in pain, and had tears in his eyes.

In fact, there was a carpet on the floor, but it was not very thick. She was unprepared just now and subconsciously pushed her hands to the ground to avoid further embarrassment.

Qin Yan's eyebrows tightened, and he gently grabbed her wrist and inspected it carefully. He found that the originally white and tender palm was red and swollen, so he had better let the doctor handle it.

He immediately informed Xu Qian.

After a while, Mo Yan calmed down and asked doubtfully, "Where is this? Where is Sunny?"

"This is the prosperous Jiangnan, Qingtian is in the next building; yesterday you and Qingtian were too drunk, so we stayed close and brought you back here. During the development, Ayu and I were very fond of this project, so we each stayed

A house is here, and we will be neighbors after we get married." Just like this moment.

Qin Yan spoke slowly, enjoying the warmth and happiness at this moment, Mo Yan moved into their home;

Except for the fact that she hurt when she fell, everything else was perfect. She had to have the carpet replaced with one that wouldn't hurt when she fell.

"Oh, then I'll go see the sunny weather."

"Wait a minute, Xu Qian will be here soon. Take care of the injury on her hand before going." Qin Yan shook his head and pulled her to sit on the sofa aside.

"But..."

Seeing that Mo Yan wanted to refute, Qin Yan reluctantly changed the subject, "No, she will be here soon. Do you still remember what happened last night?"

A member of the opposite sex asks a drunkard what happened last night?

How can we not make people imagine? Moreover, she even changed her clothes. Didn't something indescribable happen between the two of them?

Mo Yan's cheeks suddenly turned red, and she rubbed her head in annoyance. Drinking was a waste of time. Drinking was a waste of time. She can never get drunk again.

After a pause, she gritted her teeth and said with innocent eyes, "Maybe, probably, maybe, maybe... I don't remember."

"You posted a post to clarify Qingtian's W blog, and now the public is putting pressure on the school, demanding a thorough investigation into this matter, so that those who really made mistakes should receive the punishment they deserve."

Qin Yan stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of her head, the affection in his eyes almost overflowing.

As a public figure, generally no one would intentionally get involved in such a negative event, especially a hot-button event with huge public pressure.

However, Mo Yan did it without any scruples. It was great that she could be herself with peace of mind and he could protect her.

The police have verified all the evidence and contacted the school to investigate the relevant teachers. According to the 24-hour time limit they gave, the conclusion will be finalized tomorrow morning.


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