Ling Wenxiao took a shower and lay down comfortably on the bed. She picked up her phone and planned to browse through the comments about her online. She searched her name and found that she already had a Ling Wenxiao fan to support her.
Yes, the profile I clicked on reads: I love you because of your courage, and we get together because of your forbearance.
Ling Wenxiao scrolled down and found that they were all forwarded advertising videos and behind-the-scenes that he had shot before, as well as all the work photos and interview videos he had posted.
She also analyzed all the people and things that targeted her in front of the camera very clearly, and listed the timeline of each incident.
Ling Wenxiao had to lament the power of fans. She had never noticed many of the video clips here when she was searching for her before. The fans were really caring.
She knew that celebrities should not contact their fans privately, but when she saw this, she still couldn't help but want to say thank you to them.
The latest update released by the fan support club is: I wonder how you are doing. Do you eat on time now, and is your life going well? We miss you very much and hope everything is well with you.
Ling Wenxiao thought about it and decided to ask He Qiyan tomorrow. She was afraid that if she acted without permission, it would have a wrong impact on the company and herself, in case these people were not her real fans, but the media
The marketing account was pretending to attract her attention, and then used the screenshots of their chat to make news, so it was too late for her to regret it.
Now she has gained wisdom through every experience. She will never act without He Qiyan's permission again. Ling Wenxiao was quite proud when he thought of this:
"Haha, look, I now have the awareness of crisis public relations that a celebrity should have! I have to show off to you tomorrow."
Ling Wenxiao happily started flipping through other messages, and found that there were still people who would persist in scolding her on social platforms, but those few words still lingered over and over.
"Ling Wenxiao is a scheming girl. Seeing that Qing Muhan is handsome and has a good character, she deliberately set up a trap for him! She will do anything for the sake of fame."
"She looks like a white lotus, but she's actually a snake-hearted person at heart. She seduced my brother. After being away for three years, she's still a newbie when she comes back. It's ridiculous."
"With her looks, I wouldn't give her anything for free. Our brother is too kind. She was able to sign a contract with the company only because of our brother. After joining the company, he also favored their boss and went through the back door to get advertising endorsements.
It’s really shameless.”
"Without acting skills or works, she would just put on a professional smile and bully newcomers behind her back. The newcomers in her company were afraid of her when they saw her, and they all avoided her. She was like a plague, disgusting."
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When Ling Wenxiao saw these people, he rolled his eyes uncontrollably. These people seemed to have psychic abilities and were following Ling Wenxiao invisibly. It seemed that they could know everything immediately.
, what they said seemed to be true, how could they say such false things so confidently!
Ling Wenxiao really couldn't understand this, and Qing Muhan was like this. How did they still like him? Is it just this much?
Ling Wenxiao continued to scroll down one by one, and her eyelids began to fight before she knew it. She turned sideways and held up her mobile phone, and fell asleep like that.
"Master, get up. Master, go to the art exhibition! Master, get up~"
"Yeah~ Got it! Stop arguing~"
Ling Wenxiao blocked his ears, buried his head in the quilt, and made a mental preparation in his mind: "3.2.1... Get up!"
Ling Wenxiao started talking. He walked into the bathroom and finished brushing his teeth, washing his face, and combing his hair with his eyes closed. It took five minutes. Just as he was about to leave, he looked at the cosmetics on the cabinet above the sink.
Ling Wenxiao looked in the mirror and saw that he had no blood at all in the mirror. He picked up the lotion and sprayed it on his face. He also applied lotion, sunscreen, and foundation, all of which were applied on his face.
After smoothing it out, the skin tone became much more even. Ling Wenxiao applied another bean paste color lipstick, and his complexion instantly brightened up a lot. Ling Wenxiao walked out of the room with satisfaction and saw He Qiyan also just walking down the stairs.
"Mr. He, morning!"
"Well, early, I actually put on makeup today, and I look pretty good~"
"Hehe, last time I was taught a lesson by Cole, saying that I don't take good care of my makeup with such a naturally beautiful face. I'm sorry for my face. No, if I go out, I will just put on light makeup."
Originally, He Qiyan still had a happy smile on his face, but when he heard Ling Wenxiao said that he put on makeup because of Keer, his whole body instantly returned to a cold temperament.
Ling Wenxiao just finished speaking and turned around to see He Qiyan's face darkening again. She was a little confused about what she had said wrong, so she walked carefully to He Qiyan's side and looked sideways.
He asked: "Mr. He, what's wrong with you? Weren't you fine just now? Why are you looking so cold now?"
He Qiyan couldn't stand her nerves, curled his lips, sighed, and walked to the kitchen to boil a pot of water. Ling Wenxiao followed him again, staring at him like a weakling who couldn't be beaten.
, I hope he can tell himself why he is unhappy.
He Qiyan saw Ling Wenxiao blinking at him with his big innocent eyes, so he had to pretend that nothing happened and said:
"I'm fine, I just woke up and was a little bit in the mood!"
"That's it! Okay, it won't affect you~ I'll dodge~"
When Ling Wenxiao saw that breakfast had not been delivered this morning, he stood in the living room and started stretching. He Qiyan was shocked to see Ling Wenxiao starting to exercise so early, and said to himself:
"Nowadays, female celebrities are working so hard. They start working out when they have time."
Who would have thought that Ling Wenxiao could hear such a low whisper, and while stretching his thighs with his eyes closed, he said leisurely: "I am an athlete, don't you know? I think I might even be able to pick you up."
Ling Wenxiao really wasn't bragging. In order to train for boxing competitions, she often exercised her arm strength and lifted irons. She actually hugged her coach.
He Qiyan looked at her slender little arms and thin body, and shook his head:
"People, you must be self-aware and don't blow with your eyes closed, okay~"
Ling Wenxiao saw that He Qiyan was a little unconvinced, so he immediately walked up to him, half-crouched down, supported his legs on the ground, hugged He Qiyan's legs with his hands, and pushed hard:
"let's go!"
He Qiyan was really picked up by Ling Wenxiao. Ling Wenxiao's ears were pressed tightly against He Qiyan's chest, and he heard his heartbeat beating against his ears powerfully. Although his strength was still there, Ling Wenxiao's
Xiao's body parts were still relatively fragile. After Ling Wenxiao picked up He Qiyan, he felt that her waist could no longer bear it.
Ling Wenxiao slowly put He Qiyan down, looked at the incredible expression on He Qiyan's face, and said proudly:
"Hahaha...you must have been scared by me! Don't be nervous, I won't throw you to the ground."
Ling Wenxiao shook his arm joints and looked at He Qiyan happily. He Qiyan didn't expect that he had grown so big and was now being picked up by others. He felt like he was back when he was a child.
He Qiyan looked at Ling Wenxiao's waist and asked with concern:
"Is your waist okay? I'm so heavy and you actually picked me up?"
"It's okay, don't underestimate me! I still have many hidden skills that I haven't shown you yet! Hahaha..."
He Qiyan looked at her as if nothing had happened, and he was no longer nervous. He pinched Ling Wenxiao's face with his hands and puckered her mouth again.
"Oh, why do you keep pinching my face!"
Ling Wenxiao didn't want to endure He Qiyan's inexplicable movements, so he kept hiding behind him. Seeing her hiding more and more, He Qiyan wanted to reach out and pinch her. Ling Wenxiao grabbed He Qiyan's wrist and with a backhand, he
Put He Qiyan's arms behind his back so that he cannot move.
"Little Xiaozi, you are too brave, aren't you? Let me go!"
"Humph, who are you trying to scare? I won't let you go."
Ling Wenxiao stood behind He Qiyan. When he saw He Qiyan's pudgy white ears, he couldn't help but take a bite.
"Ah ~ what are you doing!"
He Qiyan was bitten and shivered. Ling Wenxiao chuckled, let go of his hand, blinked his big innocent eyes and said to He Qiyan with a smile:
"I'm sorry! Mr. He, I'm so hungry that I can't hold it back!"
He Qiyan gritted his teeth and looked at Ling Wenxiao, thinking about how he would retaliate against her! The doorbell rang, and Ling Wenxiao hurried to the door and opened the door as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.
"Hello! Breakfast is here, enjoy your meal~"
"Thank you! Little cutie~Bye~"
Ling Wenxiao took the breakfast back and put it on the table:
"Come over and eat, boss."
Today's breakfast was soy milk fried dough sticks. Ling Wenxiao tore the fried dough sticks into pieces and soaked them in the soy milk. After soaking them all, he stuffed them into his mouth with chopsticks and ate them.
He Qiyan looked a little disgusted when he saw her gobbling up the food:
"Why are you so hungry? You didn't eat less burgers last night!"
"I'm used to eating fast! Before, I was afraid of scaring you, so I kept eating!"
Seeing her eating so fast, He Qiyan couldn't help but start eating.
"Mr. He, what time should we set off soon?"
He Qiyan raised his watch and looked at the time: "It's half past nine! Today you have to wear a skirt and a mask and go out with me."
"Okay, Boss He!"
Ling Wenxiao finished the fried dough sticks soaked in the bowl, picked up the soy milk, drank it all in one breath, and took out a piece of paper to wipe his mouth.
"Then I'll go find some clothes first~"
"Well, go ahead!"
Ling Wenxiao went to the room and rummaged through the wardrobe and found a simple and elegant white dress, embellished with some green leaves, which looked very in line with the cool feeling of summer.
After Ling Wenxiao changed, he went to the utility room and found a pair of white shoes. If he went to the art exhibition today and wore high heels to match this skirt, his feet would be useless after he got home.
After Ling Wenxiao changed his shoes, he walked to the cloakroom on the second floor and saw He Qiyan looking for clothes. Ling Wenxiao stood in front of him and walked around, saying:
"How's it going? Mr. He, are you satisfied with this outfit?"
"Well, okay. This is a mask. Remember to bring it with you when we get to the art exhibition later."
He Qiyan brought a white mask to Ling Wenxiao, and Ling Wenxiao took the mask's string to his hand. Then he felt that he had missed a lot of decorations, so he went downstairs to look for the necklace.
Ling Wenxiao found a simple leaf pendant and put it on his neck. He also found a plain ring and put it on his little finger.
Ling Wenxiao felt much more refined all of a sudden. He looked in the mirror and looked at the lipstick on his mouth. It had faded a little and he touched it up again.
"It seems I have to carry a bag."
Ling Wenxiao randomly grabbed a light pomelo-colored shoulder bag, put a lipstick and a pack of tissues in the bag, and closed the bag.
After Ling Wenxiao finished cleaning up, he sat on the sofa and started scrolling through his phone to kill time while waiting for He Qiyan. This chapter has been completed!