Chapter 90: The sculptor who married love 19 is red

Chapter 90: The sculptor who married love 19 is red

    Ai Qingqing took out her savings and settled the expenses of the private detective, and started her artistic creation with "no other distractions".

    First, I deleted all the content about Zhen Shicheng in my scarf, and then posted a new blog post.

      The large skirt made her back even thinner and slender. There was only her desolate back in the empty background, and the feeling of loneliness came oncoming.

    Ai Qingqing nodded satisfactorily at the photo uploaded to the scarf, and it was worth her posing on the rooftop for so long.

    Then a blog post: Life is not only sunshine, but also haze, no matter what lies ahead, I will face it bravely.

    Once her blog post was published, the following comments were frowned upon, and netizens felt distressed for her.

    The second baby is Yangou: Miss, I came from "Flying Bird", don't be sad, and we are with you. In addition, daily confession, I will never change my heart after a hundred years.

      The next one will be better.

    Dream 100,000 annual salary to change monthly salary: what do you want a man to do? It's good to have a career. It's not worth it to be depressed for a scumbag.

    Xianyu also wants to make progress: That is, @sculptor Ai Qingqing, if you want a career, career is the most reliable partner in your life.

    A glass of lemonade every day: @sculptorai Qingqing, always support you! One kick to the scumbag, he doesn't deserve to stand with you.

    A cup of bubble milk tea every day: support my little sister, call my little sister, come on!

    Running around, wandering: @sculptor Ai Qingqing, I didn't fall down, this attitude is okay.

     

    On the night of the incident, Zhen Shicheng spent a lot of money to suppress his negative news, but before he could breathe, netizens began to order his scarf at dawn , every time he interacted with Ai Qingqing about the scarf, there was a lot of scolding.

    Morning to death every day: @zhenshicheng, why do you protect your love for the rest of your life, stop insulting the word love.

     

    JOJO is not late every day: @zhenshicheng, you are so disappointing, you ruined the fairy love in my mind.

    996 I was delayed in finding a target: @zhenshicheng, the leaders of large enterprises are so different in appearance, what about your credibility?

    Indulge in moving bricks and can't extricate themselves: @zhenshicheng, scumbags don't deserve love, please let go of @sculptorAI Qingqing!

    Xiaomi Sai: A disgusting thing that deceives other people's feelings, how can you still live? Disgusting scum like you should be incinerated on the spot!

    Pharaoh of the village next door: What kind of seeds can be planted, what kind of fruit, sweet baby can’t be planted, no wonder it grows crooked.

    Flying Bird anchor Rong Rongrong: I said long ago, show affection, divide quickly, hahaha, this is not a show, right? silly jb.

      Laozi feelings!

    I didn't wear fat upstairs: sweet baby green tea, this bitch, I was full of foul language and pointed at my stepmother's nose, but I'm so embarrassed to be black @ sculptor Ai Qingqing to treat you harshly, you're a **** of a lot , who dares to treat you harshly, the thick skin of Zhen Nima!

    As the sun sets, the heartbroken person is losing weight: @zhenshicheng, you are also a leader of a large enterprise, can you be a little honest? What kind of bird are you, don't you have any AC count in your heart? How can you be so embarrassed to show your love in front of hundreds of millions of people?

    The chosen person is me: I don't know what your ancestor's surname is because I have two bad money, let you be a fool! Continue to wave ah silly D.

    The various ridicules in the comment area were unsightly. Out of desperation, Zhen Shicheng closed his scarf comment function. This decision angered the netizens, so the official scarf of "Zhen's" also became Being besieged, Zhen Shicheng was dizzy and exhausted, and for a while, "Zhen's" almost became a joke in the industry.

    Zhen Shicheng's life is not easy, and Zhen Mier's life is not very comfortable.

    Ai Qingqing, the nasty bastard, is gone. It stands to reason that Zhen Mier should be happy, but at the dining table with only the father and daughter, Zhen Mier is really not happy, without him, it is really President Ba's face was too ugly.

    When Ai Qingqing didn't have a mental illness in the past, she would send herself back to the room when she saw that her boss daddy looked bad, and whenever this happened, she was upstairs He will **** up his ears to listen to the movements of Mr. Ba's father.

    Seeing that Mr. Ba, who is in a bad mood, has restrained his temper and become obedient under Ai Qingqing's deliberate comfort, she will always feel an unspeakable disgust towards Ai Qingqing.

    No one came to send herself back to the house at the moment, Zhen Mier didn't dare to comfort this boss daddy who could breathe fire at any time. Looking at Zhen Shicheng, who was covering his face with frost, she folded up. The spirit tightened and the skin tried to reduce his presence as much as possible.

    The gloomy Zhen Shicheng was in a very unattractive mood. After netizens clicked on his scarf and the official WeChat account of "Zhen's", the stock price of "Zhen's" experienced a cliff-like decline. The market value of the company that disappeared, and thinking of the pale faces of shareholders, Zhen Shicheng was so uncomfortable that he couldn't swallow the delicious food.

    Zhen Shicheng, who couldn't eat, threw the chopsticks on the dining table with a "dang bang". His movement shocked Zhen Mi'er and made Zhen Mi'er, who was already nervous, even more nervous .

    Zhen Shicheng, who threw away the chopsticks, looked up and saw Zhen Mi'er, who was shrinking her head, and couldn't help but burst into anger. He grabbed the hot towel from the towel tray at hand and threw it at Zhen Mi'er's face past.

    "You've grown up, haven't you?" Zhen Shicheng angered Zhen Mi'er and burned it: "I asked you to learn a piano, and you can't take the test again and again for the certificate of riding a horse. Come out, you can't do business, but you're good enough to have fun, but you still have a live broadcast?"

     Dare to avoid, she was knocked on the bridge of her nose by a chopstick, and she cried out in pain.

    "Cry! I will cry!" Zhen Shicheng stood up with a "clang" and pointed Zhen Mi'er's nose and continued to scold: "As soon as I talk about you, you will squeeze a cat for me if you are riding a horse. Urine, what's the use of crying? Don't cry!"

    Being ordered by Zhen Shicheng not to cry, Zhen Mi'er did not dare to disobey the order of Mr. Ba's father, she bit her lip and held back her tears, the fear in her heart could not hold back when she rushed up , she was suffocated and began to hiccup.

    Zhen Mi'er's hiccups continued one after another. Zhen Shicheng, who was scolding, ignored Zhen Mi'er's performance. He scolded Zhen Mi'er's nose for more than two hours. .

    The night was deep, and Zhen Shicheng, who was tired of scolding, finally went back to his room to rest.

    The host lost his temper, and the housekeeping staff who were hiding in the kitchen came out one by one. All clean.

     During the whole process, no one paid any attention to Zhen Mi'er who was lying on the dining table crying out of breath. The second chef's sister-in-law Wang winked, and pouted at Zhen Mi'er who was crying so hard. Sister-in-law Wang grabbed Sister Zhang's arm and shook her head invisibly, and everyone returned to the kitchen again.

    "Don't be too busy." Mrs. Wang leaned on Mrs. Zhang's ear and taught her: "This little ancestor is not easy to mess with, she can put the plate on the wife's face. , what are we people in her eyes? You see her crying pitifully at the moment, as long as you dare to persuade her, you can get mad at this little ancestor without saying a word. Do you believe it? "

& nbsp; There is no one for her to smooth things out, which is really pitiful."

    "She's pitiful?" Sister Wang raised her hand and patted her on the arm: "How pitiful she is, how can she have a pitiful wife? I think you old guy is really old, right or wrong Indistinguishable."

    "You're right." Sister-in-law Zhang nodded again and again: "I don't dare to learn about Miss Mi'er's temper."

      's wall clock: "It's night, don't meddle in your business, let's all go to sleep."

    Several people left in a hurry and returned to their servants' room.

    Zhen Mier, who was crying with grief, vented her panic, fear and grievance, and returned to her room sobbing. After returning to the room, she felt very uncomfortable.

    Leave the past, at this time she should log in to the live broadcast room of "Flying Birds" to ask the fans to cry, but now the fans are almost gone, and many tourists go to the live broadcast room to scold themselves, Can I still live stream later?

    Thinking of the fans' popularity when playing games in the live broadcast room, thinking of the envy of fans when showing off the novice, thinking of her dissatisfaction with Ai Qingqing's fans' common enemy, Zhen Mi, who is extremely reluctant I clicked on the background of my live broadcast room in "Flying Bird".

    At the moment when she saw the background data, Zhen Mier felt that she was probably dazzled. Isn't the more than 20,000 fans that she managed to accumulate about to disappear? Why are there still so many people paying attention to you now?

    The unbelievable Zhen Mier rubbed her eyes. She refreshed the backstage several times, and then carefully pointed the backstage data with her finger and counted it several times, yes, seven digits!

    This data is not bad compared to the first-line anchors of "Flying Bird", but why?

    The second monk Zhen Mi is confused, is he red?