"I'm not pestering her. I just want to protect her. Isn't this okay?" An Nan felt aggrieved.
Bai Lu snorted softly, "Your protection is a pressure for her. People think she is a scumbag, understand?"
"Who dares to hurt her, I will avenge her and charge into battle!" An Nan looked at Bai Lu excitedly.
"It's no use!" After saying that, Bai Lu took Ye Feifei's hand, "Let's go first. We're really tired!"
Ye Feifei really didn't want to stay. She nodded and ignored An Nan.
"An Nan, don't be sad. Ye Feifei can definitely see your heart."
"Yes, let's help you impress Ye Feifei, and we will definitely make you get what you want!"
When the rich women saw An Nan frowning at Ye Feifei's back, they all came over to comfort him.
An Nan's coquettish phoenix eyes were filled with starlight, and she said to the rich women: "I'm lucky to have you."
"Yes, you and us!"
After that, the rich women kept An Nan fussing with An Nan for a while, and then they left the club.
One of the rich women staggered to the parking lot, and happened to bump into Mo Ran who was coming to deliver something. The rich woman recognized the wrong person, grabbed Mo Ran's hand, and said drunkenly: "I still feel sorry for An Nan. What should I do? Our An Nan
How could someone so kind and well-behaved fall in love with such a heartless woman like Ye Feifei?"
"Who is An Nan?" Mo Ran's eyes lit up, and she felt that she knew something important.
The rich woman coughed twice and said with a grimace: "Did you drink too much and become stupid? You don't even recognize our baby An Nan anymore?"
"Yes, of course I do. I just don't remember clearly. An Nan likes Ye Feifei. What did he do for Ye Feifei?" Mo Ran started to talk.
The rich woman curled her lips and said, "You have done so much tonight and you have forgotten? I paid for one of the big screens. It's so sad. Why is Ye Feifei so cruel? An Nan loves her, he should be content."
"Yes, yes, Ye Feifei should be content. Please tell me again how much An Nan loves Ye Feifei, okay?" Mo Ran squinted her eyes and helped the rich woman to her car. She wanted to hear what the rich woman had to say.
If she really likes Ye Feifei's man, she must take advantage of this.
In the car, the rich woman told Mo Ran bit by bit about An Nan's obsession with Ye Feifei. After Mo Ran understood, she drove the rich woman home.
When she returned to her home, she began to check An Nan's information.
When I saw someone on Weibo saying that An Nan was the top male publicist, I laughed silently, holding a cup and muttering to myself: "Ye Feifei, you are digging your own grave! Huh, let me see what you do in the future.
How do netizens scold you!"
After saying that, he silently sent a message to his friends and asked everyone to break the news together on Weibo.
At six o'clock the next morning, the first topic appeared on Weibo: An Nan, the male PR brother of the Imperial City, was surrounded by stars, and his birthday party cost nearly 10 million.
There are a lot of lemons under this topic, and one or two of them are all scolding An Nan.
However, some people also left messages to support him.
"People make money based on their own abilities. If they don't steal or rob, I think it's okay."
"Yes, chatting with rich women is better than those scumbag men."
"I've seen this first brother, he's very good-looking. It's said that he only joins this industry for true love!"
As soon as the word "true love" came out, someone immediately followed up on the topic and began to speculate on An Nan's true love.