Jiang Lan then let go of his sleeve.

Lu Jingchi took off his coat, went to the cloakroom to change into the nightgown, and then returned to the bed.

Jiang Lan took the initiative to get into his arms, hugged his waist, and went to bed with peace of mind.

Lu Jingchi hugged her, stroked her hair slowly with his fingers, but his eyes looked out the window, thinking, not knowing what he was thinking.

In addition to Feng Liang, Lin Zheng began to deal with the hot searches.

The next day, the popularity gradually decreased.

After all, this is not a shocking event. The most important thing is that the popularity brought about by the reposts of those celebrities has led to an unprecedented rise in popularity.

As the hot searches came down, netizens continued to eat other melons.

Feng Qin woke up the next day. He wanted to see what was going on, but when he clicked on Weibo, he found it was surprisingly quiet.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the weather is calm.

He rubbed his eyes, suspecting that he had not woken up yet.

What’s even more terrifying is that the Weibo post I posted before was actually deleted!!

There is no need to think about this, Feng Liang must have done it. Only Feng Liang can take his account.

Feng Qin was so angry that he smoked in his seven orifices. He grabbed his cell phone and called Feng Liang.

When the phone was connected, Feng Liang's furious voice came from the other side, "You bastard, look at the good things you did. You dare to call back. Where are you now? Why don't you get back!"

Feng Qin ignored his words and asked, "Did you delete my Weibo?"

"So what! You rebellious, don't you get back to me quickly, and you still think it's not a big deal, right? If you don't come back, you must break your leg when I find you!"

Feng Qin was also angry, and he said angrily: "Come on!"

"What else can you do besides threatening me? How can you be a father like this? If you don't target your own son and help outsiders target me, what's so great about him? You're so cowardly!"

"You--" Feng Liang's heart disease was almost incurred. He covered his chest and took several deep breaths before he recovered.

After a while, Feng Liang slowed down his tone and said earnestly: "Son, listen to me, hurry up and divorce Jiang Lan. Can you stop making trouble?"

"There are so many women in this world. You can find any kind of dad you like. What do you have to touch the man from Lu Jingchi? Hum?"

Feng Qin said: "It was him who provoked me first. Whether it was for the sake of Xiaoshao or the dogs at my base, I would never let him go."

"You, you! You are going to piss me to death!" Feng Liang wanted to strangle this son to death now. What's the point in causing trouble?

"Don't you, you, since you don't help me, then don't worry about my affairs. You are not allowed to delete my Weibo anymore!"

Feng Liang smiled angry.

Feng Liang didn't want to explain so much, so he continued to persuade: "Do you know that your behavior is very naive? What do you think you are using this Weibo post?"

"Do you think you are a big shot? Or a public figure with great influence? You are not bullshit, who knows you? Your popularity is all brought to you by those celebrities. Is this your popularity?"

"That's the popularity of others. You really think that this will suppress Lu Jingchi. Don't be too naive!"

Feng Liang's words made him froze hard. His fingers holding his phone gradually tightened, and his knuckles turned white.

Feng Liang is right. The popularity of the past few days is completely false prosperity, but if he can keep this popularity going, then quantitative change can lead to qualitative change!

"Did you hear that? Come back now and stop doing these naive behaviors!"

"I won't go back." Feng Qin also calmed down. After saying this, he hung up the phone.
Chapter completed!