After leaving the company building, Ye Wanwan’s arrogance and coolness suddenly felt like a poke ball.
“Baby ah, can we make a deal?” Ye ÒÒÒ speaks tentatively.
Si Yanhan’s bony fingers gently touched the dewy red flower petals in his arms, “Discuss what?”
Ye Wanwan said weakly, “Let’s discuss or let’s make an appointment another day?”
As expected, Si Yanghan’s face turned cold almost instantly when he heard the words.
I was going to treat you to a romantic candlelight dinner, but I just remembered that my last savings had been used to buy this bouquet of flowers.”
Oh, what a pretence!
Hearing her say that she used her last money to buy this bouquet of flowers, Si Yanghan’s face seemed to ease up a bit.
Ye ÒÒÒ thought of something and her eyes lit up as she continued to speak, “But if you are willing to treat me, that is also possible, if you give me the money directly, then it is even more possible!”
Si Yanghan: “Go home.”
Ye ÒÒ:”
Baby, with your emotional quotient, you’ll never be able to chase a girl in your life
Shouldn’t the right answer at a time like this be to throw her a faceful of cards and let her spend them as she pleases?
Si Yanghan guessed what she was thinking and gave her a sidelong glance, speaking with an expressionless face, “Men will become bad when they have money.”
Ye ÒÒÒ was instantly filled with black lines, “Ó”
She thought she was already into the scene, but there was another one here who was even more into the scene than her.
The Great Devil is worthy of his name, his tastes are so broad that he can accept even her male clothes without any pressure
It’s night time in a high-class flat in the imperial capital.
This is the staff dormitory arranged by Universal Entertainment for its artists.
Because Han Xian Yu’s property information had been maliciously exposed, there were reporters blocking the door, so they moved back here.
At the moment, all the lights in the house are off and the large living room is cold and quiet, with only the sound coming from the television.
Han Xian Yu sat on the sofa opposite the television, his handsome face tinged with a sickly pallor under the ghostly light of the LCD screen.
An entertainment news item was playing on the television, with the villa where he had previously lived in the background.
The doorway is filled with an angry crowd, and a female reporter is reporting from the spot: “The case of Han Xian Yu’s molestation of a girl is due to go to court in the next few days, and the case has received widespread public attention because of its extremely bad impact.
Mr Zhao, the father of the girl in question, has said that a press conference will be held in two days’ time to give more details of the case.
We are at Han Xian Yu’s current residence, but the door has been closed and there has been no positive response from Global Entertainment or Han Xian Yu himself about the incident.
We understand from the girl’s father that he was approached privately by Han Xian Yu to offer him money to withdraw the lawsuit and lie to the media, but the father refused.
It’s a sad truth that he has gone from being a quality icon to a cold-blooded criminal who molested a girl and even refused to admit his guilt.”
The agent, Fei Yang, with a few pills in his hand, poured a glass of water in the dark and glanced nervously towards Han Xian Yu on the sofa, advising, “Xian Yu, don’t read these things, have you forgotten the doctor’s advice? During this time you just rest at home, don’t look or listen to anything, I’ll let you know if anything happens”