Sweet Beloved Reborn

Qinghuan felt like her ears were about to be deaf and her eyes were starting to turn red. In her past life, fans had called Song Shuyao’s name at this time. At that time, Khai could only hide and watch from the corner of the house.

But now, everything returned to her. She heard her fans calling her name.

“Thank you, everyone.”

Qinghuan’s voice was overshadowed by the tide. The moment the car door finally closed, the sound outside was cease abruptly. The crazy Hanhan wanted to lie in her car to take photos.

In Ming You’s car, Qiu Meng pulled his mouth and was forced out of sweat.

Qinghuan was smoking. As she started smoking, she drank the sallow tea from her cup and asked, “How is that fan?”

“I have a graze on my palm. I don’t know what happened to my knees. I’ve already sent Hanhan to the hospital.”

Yi Sisi was the new assistant that Qiu Meng had selected for Qinghuan from the company. She was an old man who had spent two years in his father’s heart.

“That’s good,” Qinghuan sighed.

Qiu Meng looked at the reactions of the live broadcast with a computer and was suddenly amused by the comments.

Qiu Meng handed the tablet to Qinghuan and said with a smile, “Your fans are so poisonous.”

Qinghuan was impressed. “My fans are cute,” but when she saw the hot topic of the fresh furnace, Qinghuan’s corner twitched.

— Qinghuan, when are you marrying me–

This topic was filled with all sorts of fans. The way they addressed Qinghuan had changed from the church head to the father-in-law, and they even asked when she would marry him.

“According to the company’s data, your Weibo account has millions of fans, among which millions are rich and rich. Moreover, this group of young girls have a terrible fighting capacity. Several battles have torn up the Ziqiang Army.”

“The little girl in my heart has to bow to the wind.”

Qinghuan rubbed her chin, smiled and praised the girls. She said without hesitation, “This only shows that they have good taste. After all, I am so handsome.”

“Yes, yes, you are handsome. How can other artistes be like you? They are fierce on the street, and they jumped on stage on the spot. Do you know how dangerous your actions are?” Qiu Qiu’s mother started to gossip about Qinghuan again.

Qinghuan’s smile suddenly stiffened.

“What’s wrong?”

Qinghuan looked desperate and said, “It’s over.” She hadn’t thought about it when she was off the stage. Now that she recalled the situation back then, she had already predicted how stinky Xu Ningzhou would be.

As soon as he said that he was fretting, Qinghuan’s phone in Qiu Meng’s pocket rang. Qiu Meng smiled mischievously and said, “Please forgive me.”

Before she picked up the call, Qinghuan forgot to tell Qiu Meng in take pleasure in other people’s misfortune, “Ungood manager, you will lose me sooner or later!”

Due to the incident in IV Syndicate, Qinghuan’s new album sales broke the record on the first day. Not only did all the big fans show signs of being crushed, it showed how crazy these fans were.

Among Qinghuan’s official fans, the girls started to show how many album photos they had seen.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

When those hundreds and dozens of fans finished, one of them, called Yan Yu, silently sent a photo.

On the photo was the 1314520 that was assembled with Qinghuan’s album. The stack of album looked red.

“Kiss is indeed worthy of our group of henchmen. “” ”

“Hanyu never disappoint me.”

“Lighting cigarettes for the rich guys. jpg.”

“Do you still lack leg accessories?” “” ”

“I f*cking (o’), jealousy is my lose one’s beyond recognition! ! How many album are they here? “” ”

“I counted!” ! Fourteen! ! Did you draw a draw? “” ”

The screen in the group was fast. Just as everyone thought that they were kissing and leaving, they saw that the henchen used his identity as an administrator to set up an excuse.

Hence, a sentence appeared in the official group.

“Hanyu: Take an album on Weibo. “” ”

As Qinghuan’s fans, there were more than 10, 000 fans around Qinghuan’s Weibo fans because of various lottery drawings.

Therefore, when the Hanhan kisses Qinghuan’s new album again, the Hanhan people showed their talents.

Yan Han kissed this henchen drawing didn’t take an ordinary route. This henchen only had one drawing method, so he chose a message from the gang area.

The moment the news came out, the fans who knew the rules started to flirt with Qinghuan and her lover in the Hanhan District, and the crazily wrote about the couple and Qinghuan’s lilies in the comments? ?

Yes, Lily! !

Because her personal profile was a woman and she looked like Qinghuan, fans accepted her as rich and rich, and countless fans wanted to hug her.

It was a pity that the fan was very cold and active in her own district. Which post made her like Qinghuan’s words if she was satisfied with it, then she would like it. Being praised meant that she was the winner of life.

Xu Ningzhou, who was in front of the computer, chose the comments seriously. As his assistant, Ming Yi was responsible for counting the number of people. Logically speaking, if someone else thought that Xu Ningzhou was dealing with a huge project!

Ming Yi sighed in her heart. No wonder she didn’t have a girlfriend.

The office door was knocked and Xu Ningzhou said in a daze, “Come in.”

CEO Yan’s assistant came in with a document. “CEO, CEO Yan said that you need to sign this document urgently.”

Xu Ningzhou took the document and signed his name with a few strokes. The assistant didn’t want to catch a glimpse of the report on Qinghuan on the computer screen. He couldn’t help but yell, “CEO, are you also a member of our Xiaoxiao?”

Xu Ningzhou put on his hat and glanced at the computer screen. His eyes fell on the young man with an appreciative look. He lowered his head and sipped coffee, then he snorted, “Her song is very popular.”

“I bought five new album for Goddess. If the CEO likes to listen to me, I can give you one!”

On the side, Assistant Yan snorted. There were only five of them. The CEO had bought fourteen of them, and he had bought one for Hanhan for the lottery.

“No need.”

The assistant was a little disappointed. He was holding the signed document in his mind. Yan Lu wasn’t afraid of losing his job. He really wanted to ask, CEO, are you really dating Qinghuan?