"The most beautiful woman in the world" sent a private message.
Is this... to question who sent him? Or is it to apologize and get close?
Rong Qian carefully clicked on the private message.
"Dad, there is an opportunity for me to apologize and express my offense and disrespect to you in person. Would you consider it?"
The attached link contains tickets for the VIP meet-and-greet at Feiyu’s 618 mid-year banquet.
In addition to the 1,000 tickets promised by the CEO in the live broadcast room, each of Ye Wan and the other three also received three front-row supreme VIP tickets to thank the generous donor fathers.
Ye Wan's first thought was "I'm too difficult" that she misunderstood tonight.
To collect or not to collect, that is the question.
Rong Qian was in trouble.
On the other side, Ye Wan looked at the private message dialog box that said it had been read but had not been replied to yet, with a confused look on her face.
Is the aloofness of the boss innate?
"If we have the chance to meet, I will express my apology to you in person!"
After sending a message, Ye Wan quit Feiyu.
…
Nightlife has just begun at the "Midnight" bar in Dongcheng.
In the VIP private room that used to be noisy in the past, there was an eerie silence today.
Han Bolin stared at Ye Wan who was wearing a JK short skirt and dancing in a girl group on his phone. He was completely different from the gentle and well-behaved person before, his face was extremely dark.
"The eldest lady of the Ye family has been missing for a month. We all thought it was Han Shao who was hiding her beauty in the golden house. Unexpectedly, she became famous for playing live broadcast. Master Han, you didn't know it now, did you?"
"That's right, Mr. Han is really willing to give up! I wouldn't be willing to show such a delicate beauty to others so generously if it were me, hahaha..."
Jokes came from all around. Han Bolin raised his eyes coldly and stopped his voice.
Han Bolin threw away his cell phone and left the private room.
The call only rang once and was connected. Han Bolin's face softened slightly when he heard "Brother Bolin" on the other end, "Do you know about Ye Wan's live broadcast?"
Glancing at the tablet thrown on the ground, Ye Ling's face turned a little ugly, "I am now the number one live broadcaster of Feiyu. Can you not know?"
"Your parents don't care?"
He knew that Ye Ling's parents were just Ye Wan's uncles and aunts, and they were still cousins, but at this moment, Han Bolin couldn't care less.
He only knew that if Ye Wan continued like this, he would not only get further and further away from the wealthy family in Sicheng, but also get further and further away from him and the Han family.
His parents would never allow a woman who flirts online to attract tips from fans to enter the Han family.
Especially, that woman is Ye Wan.
"Who do my parents care about Ye Wan?"
She couldn't help but think of those posts in school that Ye Wan named and disappeared after being posted on the forum for more than half a month, as well as the ghostly words "I know it's you" that appeared on her computer. Even if Ye Ling felt cruel, she could only
Being able to pretend to be aggrieved and accept it, "Brother Bolin, I advise you to leave it alone. Ye Wanwan has become a financial sponsor, who can afford to offend him?"
Fund owner?
Han Bolin couldn't help but think of the young man he saw on the street last time. Han Bolin hung up the phone, his eyes filled with rage.
The sponsor, right?
He wants to see if a bankrupt rich man with a notorious reputation has degenerated into a woman who relies on being coquettish and cute to get fans to reward and support her, and whether the financial owner still wants it!
He dialed the number again and heard the other party's reply. Han Bolin seemed to have seen Ye Wan come to him in despair.
The countdown began in his mind, and Han Bolin returned to the private room with a proud smile.