The Anarchic Consort Chapter 1188: Little Ajiu wants to comment on Shangxie

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Ruan Xin shook her fingers uncontrollably.

Brother?

In other words, that kid is the little princess that Juewei Group has never seen before? !

Ruan Xin's eyes widened!

How could this be?

It shouldn't be like this!

Ruan Xin suddenly remembered what a friend had reminded her on the phone just now.

The other party said that this time it was the man who wanted her to disappear from the entertainment industry.

Ruan Xin shuddered, then fell heavily on the ground.

It's over, this time she is really over.

A recording is enough to make people see Ruan Xin's face clearly.

A lot of advertising companies have withdrawn their cooperation with her.

Even the reality show she was participating in made a call, so she didn't have to go.

Xin Ruan knew that once the exposure rate was stopped, she would be considered useless.

"There is also the Yan family, and the Yan family will definitely find a way for me." Ruan Xin is like she has lost her heart and is stubbornly looking for it.

The news that Yan Zhengguo was being interrogated was exploded at this time. Once Ruan Xin’s recording was released, someone would definitely intervene in the investigation. If Ruan Xin knew how to constrain, Yan Zhengguo might just be taken over for questioning. Ruan Xin used her identity to incite public opinion in such a disturbance, which caused the Yan family's complete defeat.

The Yan family fell.

Xin Ruan was also excluded from the entertainment industry.

Nothing makes Ruan Xin feel more tortured than this.

Yan Qin dare not go out because many people on the Internet are scolding her.

Swear at her like you did at the beginning.

At that time, she watched Weibo and laughed for a long time, wishing that those people would take Ah Jiu human flesh out so that she would not always stick to Bai Zhun's side in such a way.

She is now afraid of such a backlash.

When Ruan Xin went to call the door, Yan Qin yelled all over, even shouting impulsively: "Aren't you very capable in the entertainment industry? Then let them shut up! To the end It’s useless, and it’s implicated my dad! If he goes to jail, who will take care of me! Those people on the Internet have said that you are only relying on selling yourself today, why would someone like you be? My mother!"

Ruan Xin just felt a little buzzing in her head.

She does so many things, except for herself, for her daughter.

She thought that no matter what she lost, her daughter would stay with her.

Unexpectedly, Yan Qin cares about who can bring her a richer life.

At that moment, Ruan Xin seemed to see herself, another copy of herself who hadn't grown up yet.

But it was just such a she, so that Ruan Xin had no light in her eyes.

She was left home by her own daughter's body, because her daughter was worried that she would divide the Yan family's estate.

This reason may sound absurd in front of others.

But it all happened.

It rained outside at night, and within just one day, Ruan Xin had a taste of what it means to be better than death.

In the heavy rain, she held her suitcase embarrassedly, like a bereavement dog, she did not dare to speak, because once she spoke, she quickly attracted the attention of the media.

She knows their business very well. Once a person is unlucky, those interviews will be overwhelming.

It's just that these things are not what makes Ruan Xin the coolest, but her daughter.

"Why, why is this happening!"

Ruan Xin clenched her fingers, and when she walked forward, a slender figure appeared in front of her.

The man has an extremely handsome face. Many media, whether domestic or foreign, want to get a frontal photo of him, and every time the reporters fail to hope.

He was standing in front of her, in a straight black suit, with silver-gray hair, just like mercury in the moonlight, and every detail was filled with man’s unique luxury.

It seemed that the rain couldn't touch him at all, so he looked at her like that with indifferent eyes.

"Jue, Chief Jue." Ruan Xin took a step back, her eyes dazzling.

"Why do you ask? It's very simple. Demons are originally nourished from people's hearts. Don't you often do this kind of thing. You use Weibo to incite public opinion and awaken the darkness in some people's minds." The man laughed Something, like a bit of playfulness: "You humans have a saying that is right. What kind of person you are will look at others from any angle. That is to say, if your nature is bad, you will also be a good thing. To understand from the bad direction, and then swear angry, so it’s no surprise that your daughter will become like this."

"You, what did you do to Xiaoqin?" Ruan Xin's entire face flushed, shouting hoarse!

This question caused Baili Jiajue to tilt his head, and his tone was light: "She is your daughter, what do you need me to do? You have taught her good enough. Enjoy the current self-sacrifice."

Ruan Xin stood up, trying to grab the man's sleeve, but found that all she could catch was a piece of falling black feathers.

Bai Li Jiajue walked into the car and glanced at Bai Li Shang Xie next to him with long legs: "Don't tell your mother about this matter."

"I know." Bai Lishang smiled evilly, and the little demonic face was venomous and mocking.

Humans are really too easy to be incited.

That's why he doesn't like to post Weibo.

Because some humans are really inferior to demons.

At the very least, their demons are more familiar.

It is said that crime in the heart is the most terrible, and it is uncountable how many dark thoughts exist in this world that can only be vented online.

Bai Li Shangxie is very worried that his sister will be in a bad mood after seeing those comments. After all, anyone who is scolded by a lot of inexplicable people will feel aggrieved.

Not to mention, she doesn't know those people yet.

Facts have proved that Baili Shangxie still thinks too much.

Because since Xiao Ajiu watched TV and learned that there was something like Weibo, her attention was not focused on the people who scolded her before.

Rather, holding his little face, shaking the little tail on his pajamas, eagerly grabbing the computer, looking at Baili Shangxie's Weibo.

Then the little paw hit the keyboard and wanted to comment, but found that he had to register for an account.

She doesn't have a QQ mailbox or phone number. She can only hold her notebook and rushes to Bai Zhun: "Brother, help me register."

Bai Zhun holds the book's left hand and slowly clenches it tightly, his voice is a bit cold: "Ajiu, you have been watching Weibo for three hours. You can't read it anymore. It's not good for your eyes."

"I won't read it, I will comment." The little guy sat in Bai Zhun's arms, and said seriously: "It is said that you can comment on it."