Chapter 203: He compromised with the world
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Amnesiac Bigshot Remembers Only Me
- Dingjia Tree
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- 2021-03-04 10:15:41
Chapter 203 He compromises with the world
After all, Fu Nanli couldn't hold back. She stretched out her hand to take the person into her arms and kissed the top of her head with helpless voice: "Just boil an egg, don't help. If you want to stay here, just keep it."
He compromised with the world.
He compromised with Wen Qiao.
He has no way to chill her.
He stretched out his hand to turn on the fire, pressed a timer, and for nine minutes, the egg was cooked, after a little bit of cold water, he took her to the living room.
The bluish purple on her cheeks was obvious, and he held the egg and pressed it against her face.
Wen Qiao smiled and looked at him: "I'm really not that delicate."
Fu Nanli pressed it lightly, but did not answer.
"Our performance at Ciwen tonight was very successful. I wore a cheongsam. That cheongsam is pretty pretty. It's a shame you didn't see it."
Fu Nanli pinched her chin with slender fingers, and gently pressed the egg on her cheek with the egg in his right hand. The eyelids were slightly knocked, and the apple jewel slipped up and down...
It's very beautiful, so beautiful that you can't move your eyes.
"After the performance, there was a lot of applause, and the audience liked it very much. I performed two songs, one is ambush on all sides and the other is Liang Zhu."
Wen Qiao was not a stubborn person, and was always indifferent to being with others, but now, she was afraid of being cold, so she kept talking.
At the Ciwen Art Center, Shang Fan hurried over, and the reporters had almost dispersed.
As soon as he saw that Mu Yue was exposed on the Internet, he hurriedly brought his little junior sister to come, thinking about helping Mu Yue share the artillery fire.
A top idol with a girl would definitely attract the attention of reporters. He did it for Teacher Mu Yue.
But he didn't expect that Mu Yue had already been taken away by someone in a hurry. She really didn't expect Mu Yue to break through the siege and escape.
It seems that he is running for nothing.
Wen Qiao's phone shook, and Shang Fan's video invitation, she quickly picked up: "What's the matter?"
Fu Nanli's fingers paused and continued to help her reduce the swelling.
Shang Fan's voice came from the other side: "Mr. Mu Yue, have you left Ciwen? I want to come over and help you attract the attention of those reporters."
Wen Qiao:...
"How are you attracted?"
"I came out with my younger sister, the reporter will definitely not let me go scandal."
Wen Qiao: "Does your agent allow you to do this?"
Using himself to fry the scandal to help her divert her attention, his sacrifice was too great.
"My agent can't control me, but when I went, you had already left."
Fu Nanli's eyes were deep, and there were many people who wanted to help her.
If he does not show up, there will be someone else.
And he couldn't help seeing other men beside her.
Wen Qiao: "Well, I got out of trouble smoothly. The comments on the Internet have troubled Brother Hao to help me solve it. I still don't want to make a big fanfare. You can help me and Brother Hao."
"Brother Hao knows, but those pictures of you blocked did not appear online."
Wen Qiao: "Really?"
Fu Nanli glanced at her, Wen Qiao felt his breathing slightly heavy, and quickly said to Shang Fan: "Okay, okay, I won't tell you."
Hung up the phone and looked at Fu Nanli: "Did you let people control the online speech?"
Fu Nanli still held her chin and gently pressed the egg: "Well, let Fu Cheng negotiate."
Mr. Fu said in a word, which media would dare to commit crimes so desperately?
Naturally, there is no news about Wen Qiao on the Internet.
Wen Qiao put his hand on his knee tentatively, his attitude was weird, Wen Qiao tried his bottom line little by little.
The big hand wrapped her little hand, warm, her fingers tangled.
"Our school has a choir on Christmas Eve, and I have a solo performance. Do you have time to watch it then?"
"There is work on Christmas Eve, and I can't go," he paused, "I really have work."
"Oh, well, I'll talk about it next time I have a chance."
(End of this chapter)