Of course, there are also differences among Yu Ling Ju's fans. Some are supportive and feel that it is Yu Ling Ju's only and fans have no right to interfere, while others are firmly opposed and feel that he is still young and should focus on his career.

Finally, there are organized small grain seedlings.

The Xiaohe Miao people actually don’t know whether the news is true or false, because the other party didn’t clearly identify who it is. The most popular one decided not to participate in any related discussions to avoid being led by others.

For most of the little He Miao who followed him all the way, He Miao is a symbol, an idealization of their frustrated daily life. What they dare not do or say in front of their boss, He Miao is

In front of the director who decided that she would participate in the show and had the power of life and death, she could treat him as nothing. No matter how he threatened or lured her, she was not afraid.

In front of He Miao like this, the little He Miao believed that the big helmet was invulnerable and didn't pay attention to the disputes on the Internet. Maybe, she was sleeping in that cupboard.

Yulingju’s agent is crazy again!

After seeing Yu Lingju's response, the agent called Yu Lingju's mobile phone again. He called more than a dozen times before he got through.

As soon as the call was connected, Yu Lingju's voice came from the phone: "Hello?"

The agent went crazy: "Brother, what did you respond to? Not only did you not suppress the public opinion, it actually exploded!!!"

Yu Lingju: "I made it clear that it won't work for the time being. It will stop by tomorrow. You don't have to worry too much."

"Can I not be worried?" The agent almost cried, "How could you respond like that?"

"Then how do you think I should respond?"

"Of course, clarify all the rumors, tell your fans that you have nothing to do with He Miao, cut off all contact with her, and try to have as little contact as possible! Brother, you are an actor, you are an idol, how can you ruin your future?"

Yu Lingju frowned, "How do you say this? I just clarified my personal marital status truthfully. I didn't deceive anyone. How can I ruin my future? If I deny it completely, then I will really ruin it."

Take care of your own future."

The agent rubbed his temples: "Boss, what do you want? You don't know what's going on online now?"

"I don't care what is posted on the Internet. I have clarified what I should have clarified and said what I should say. Now I just hope they can stop spreading photos about the baby. That is the baby of sister He Miao's family." Yulingju

He said seriously: "As for He Miao and I, if the fate between the baby and us is reached and there is still some, it will happen naturally when the time comes. I won't force it."

The agent was a little dumbfounded, "No... Boss, tell me honestly, do you really like He Miao?"

Yu Lingju Verne: "Have I not expressed it clearly enough? I really like her and am working hard to pursue her."

The manager's body fell back, and he collapsed like a balloon with a needle stuck in it. "Answer me, are you awake now? Well... I didn't mean to say bad things about He Miao, I mean, you

Even if you don't think about yourself, you should at least think about your next generation, right? Just because of your reply, albinism is being popularized all over the Internet. Alas, there are some things I can't say directly, but I hope you can wake up a little bit. Why?

Miao is really a patient..."

Yu Lingju replied: "I know that He Miao is an albino. I have eyes and can see. I even went to consult a doctor about the condition. If I mind, you don't need to say these things to me today. In addition,

I hope the people around me can respect my choices instead of dictating my love life!"

For someone like Yu Lingju, what he said was very serious.

The agent was choked by his words. After a while, he said, "Okay, I understand what you mean. But I hope you won't regret your decision in the future."

Yu Lingju said: "From childhood to adulthood, I have never regretted every step I took."

The agent knew that he couldn't persuade him, so he could only sigh, "Okay? You have already decided, and I respect your decision."

What else can he do if he is disrespected? Yulingju is his boss.

The identity of the manager and the artist depends entirely on the popularity of the artist. It is normal for a little transparent person to be scolded as a bastard in front of the manager. For an actor of Yu Lingju's level, the manager is at a disadvantage.

After hanging up the phone, Yu Lingju stood up and went to the bedroom. In a closet in the bedroom, he made a special cabinet for red envelopes. He had just sorted half of it and received a call from his agent. Now he can continue.

He sorted the red envelopes into the cabinet, reached out and grabbed a heavy one. He was stunned, punched in and opened it, and found that there were thick red banknotes inside.

Yulingju: "???"

He Miao's red envelope is not exactly a red envelope?

Or is this a fish that slipped through the net?

Yu Lingju reached out and knocked on He Miao's cabinet, "Miao Miao, how come there is money in this?"

The closet door was pushed open a crack, and He Miaochao looked outside, "Where is it?"

"Here." Yulingju showed her.

He Miao pushed open the mask, sniffed her nose, retracted her head, and said loudly: "It's made from millet grains!"

Yu Lingju understood that the painful red envelopes were all skin, but the red envelopes made of millet grains were a bit fleshy.

Alas, the poor little thing, the value of the red envelopes he has saved for more than ten years is not as much as the red envelopes Xiaomi has earned since he was born.

Yulingju continued to organize, and successively sorted out many rich red envelopes.

He said to He Miao: "Let's leave the red envelope and return the money to Xiaomi Li."

He Miao came out: "Okay!"

She ran home, and as soon as Zhou Chenyuan settled down, he saw He Miao running in, wrapping some in his hand, and placing it in front of the millet grains, "Here's this for you."

Xiaomi Li: "Meow meow...one by one...

"Aunt Xiao Miao only wants red envelopes. It's useless to ask for this. Just take it and play with it yourself." After saying that, she ran away again.

As soon as Xiaomi Li saw her, she put down the milk bottle she was holding and ran after Aunt Xiaomiao on her short legs.

Zhou Chenyuan frowned: "Isn't it bad to keep running over there before we even discuss marriage?"

He Xiaoran glanced at him and said, "According to what you said, wouldn't it be worse if we fell asleep before we made an official decision?"

Zhou Chenyuan: "..."

After a while, he said angrily: "We have already decided to wait for the banquet!"

He Xiaoran said with sleepy eyes, "Oh."

"He Miao asked for a lot of days off, right? School starts tomorrow, and on the Saturday the day after tomorrow, I will take her to Caiwei Mountain. My mother said she missed her and wanted her to toast her with a cup of tea. Otherwise, in the future

When it came time to discuss the marriage, she felt that her role as godmother was unfair and she felt guilty, so she had to drink He Miaojing's tea."
Chapter completed!