Qingyue's naval forces were waiting for the opportunity. When they saw Sang Ning's latest post on Weibo, they all went to the message area to scold Sang Ning.
[You are the ancestor of the program team, look, all the instructors have to support you, for fear of offending your great Buddha.]
[Sang bitch, have you been poked at a painful point and started to jump? Qingyue just casually expressed his personal feelings, and you still insist on holding on to it?]
[Qingyue is so miserable, without you knowing how to lick, wouldn’t Shen Yi and Wen Jiu be licked obediently by you?]
Looking at the negative comments in the comment area, Sang Ning smiled.
Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. She doesn't care and just goes crazy on the Internet, exposing everything.
Sang Ning re-edited a Weibo post.
A touch of sadness: Qingyue, what is the real situation? You know your own truth, do you have to force me to tell the truth before you give up? @青月
Sang Ning named the Aite people by name, and the crowd suddenly calmed down.
If there was no sufficient evidence, Sang Ning would not dare to be so arrogant.
[There are too many reversals in the entertainment industry, so I’d better not take sides and wait for the follow-up.]
[What is the truth? You should tell me quickly. Can you stop showing off?]
[No, am I the only one who thinks Sang Ning is threatening Qingyue with her words?]
[I also think that the meaning revealed between the lines is to shut up Qingyue. If this is true, then Qingyue is really miserable. Due to the pressure from Sang Ning, he dare not continue to speak out. Netizens will also be led by Sang Ning. I guess You might think Qingyue is acting as a monster.]
Seeing Sang Ning posting two Weibo posts in a row, each of which was directed at him, Qingyue suddenly felt a little flustered.
They were all in the industry, but Sang Ning dared to break her face directly.
Sang Ning was not the only artist involved in the hot searches in the past two days, but neither Shen Yi nor Wen Jiu dared to confront him directly on Weibo, and they were still hesitant.
Qingyue didn't dare to act rashly, fearing that a bad reply would irritate Sang Ning's nerves.
In desperation, he had to ask Duan Wenhui for help.
Qingyue went to Duan Wenhui's high-end residence. He diligently massaged Duan Wenhui's whole body as before.
Duan Wenhui was lying on the bed with the mask on, while Qingyue knelt beside the bed, lowered his head, and relaxed Duan Wenhui's muscles bit by bit.
Qingyue has always been docile and obedient, and Duan Wenhui is very satisfied with this.
It's just that she felt a more obvious sense of flattery from Qingyue's massage strength today.
"What happened?" Duan Wenhui closed her eyes comfortably and spoke lazily.
Qingyue got up and got out of bed, knelt on the other side of Duan Wenhui, pretending to be relaxed and said: "What can happen, Sister Wenhui?"
Qingyue actually has a guilty conscience. Everything he planned on the Internet today, including the fact that he deliberately created a trending topic in the past few days, was not dealt with by Duan Wenhui.
He is just using Duan Wenhui's love for him to instigate others to do things for him.
"Xiaoyue." Duan Wenhui called Qingyue with a somewhat serious tone.
Qingyue's breathing stagnated and he suddenly became a little nervous.
At this time, Duan Wenhui suddenly opened his eyes: "To be honest, I don't like boys who lie."
A flash of panic flashed in Qingyue's eyes, and Duan Wenhui's eyes were too sharp, as if all lies had nowhere to hide under these eyes.
"Just... I bought a few hot searches for other artists on the Internet. One of the artists was dissatisfied and wanted to post on Weibo to expose the fact that I have a backstage." Qingyue spoke a little stumblingly.
Duan Wenhui suddenly peeled off the mask, and Qingyue stretched out his hands to take it with great discernment.
"Then I'll warn this artist and keep a tight lid on what he shouldn't say." Duan Wenhui said with a cold expression on her face.
Keeping a little girl is not a big deal in their circle of wealthy women, but this does not mean that Duan Wenhui is willing to expose this matter to the public so that netizens can have gossip.
Qingyue was quite nervous at first, but when he saw that Duan Wenhui had no intention of blaming him, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
"But... this artist is a thorn in the side. She is not afraid of anything, even if Sister Wenhui takes action personally. Sister Wenhui, why don't we just forget it?"
Qingyue deliberately pretends to be considerate, but in fact he is secretly trying to make someone angry.
"Ha." Duan Wenhui sneered disdainfully, "I am backed by Haichuan. If I can't even handle a small artist, haven't my years of work been in vain?"
Duan Wenhui stood up and held Qingyue's chin: "What's the name of that little artist? I'll ask the secretary to handle it."
"Sister Wenhui, her name is Sang Ning." Qingyue's ears turned red and he lowered his head slightly.
Duan Wenhui likes to see Qingyue like this innocent boy. No matter whether he pretends to be intentional or not, he still pleases her.
"Please let me help you solve it. How are you going to reward sister next?" Duan Wenhui reached into Qingyue's clothes and ran her fingertips on his chest.
Qingyue turned over and pressed Duan Wenhui under him, and gave her a peck on the face: "Of course I will try my best to reward my sister."
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Qingyue refused to respond for a long time, and Sang Ning was the only one who had a passionate exchange with Heizi on Weibo.
"Shut up!" Sang Ning found it boring, threw the phone aside, and couldn't help but curse out loud.
Ever since she got in the car, Sang Ning had been holding her phone and poking at it without saying a word.
After finally speaking, he still cursed, and Li Juezhou thought he had been scolded.
"Sang Sang, what's wrong? I don't seem to have done anything to offend you today." Li Juezhou reflected on himself.
Sang Ning didn't like her negative emotions affecting those around her, so she restrained her emotions and her tone became a bit softer.
"It's nothing, it's just that the hot search from the past few days has come back again, and I'm scolding the trolls."
Li Juezhou breathed a sigh of relief, it was not just a matter of scolding him.
He is really too afraid that San Ning will be angry. When his girlfriend is angry, it feels like the world will be destroyed.
"Sang Sang, who scolded you? I'll help you scold him. I've become a level 10 keyboard warrior, and I can catch him on Weibo."
Li Juezhou felt a sense of inexplicable pride when he said this, and Sang Ning's mouth twitched. Being a keyboard warrior doesn't seem like something to be proud of, right?
"Farewell, it's up to me to curse people, so don't ruin your face." Sang Ning was very sincere.
Li Juezhou's face is obviously that of a high-quality elite, and the words "keyboard warrior" are really incompatible with him.
"You don't allow me to do anything. It really makes me look like a waste. How about I give you a kiss to give you some motivation."
Li Juezhou leaned his head over as he spoke, and Sang Ning quickly stretched out her hand to block him.
There are really 800 scheming people who want to kiss her but still use such a high-sounding excuse.
Just at this time, the cell phone rang. Sang Ning hurriedly touched the phone to answer it, and Li Juezhou finally returned to his normal state.