Chapter 709: Brain powder

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In the end, what kind of situation has it reached.
Let Yan Huan get out of the entertainment circle. Her life was saved by her husband. She did not make her loyal, but she could not discredit her husband.
But now these photos come out, and they hit these people's faces all the time. Those black sons finally stopped clamoring, and clamoring to come out again, I don't know how many people scolded.
People's stomachs are plain and plain. Where did the children come from, still wearing high-heeled shoes? I don't know who caused it. It's too immoral.
After this news came out, Liangchen also posted a Weibo
"The clothes the godmother bought, the baby must like it very much," and the photo was taken when she and Yan Huan were together. Liangchen didn't mind if she was fat or plain, and her face was still ugly, and she was still around Sitting in Yan Huan, the face value after the words and shadows is still very responsible. The plain face is indeed beautiful, with a pair of thin black-rimmed glasses, with a light smile and a good temperament, just like an ancient lady show, although It's been a long time since I saw it in the eyes of the public, but when I saw her picture again at this time, it was not old, but beautiful, thin and fairy, but it felt very earthy.
Asia's most beautiful face is ranked fifth, deservedly, but in the eyes of many people, their goddess is not only fifth, but clearly the first.
At this time, Yan Huan had reached Lu Yi's tombstone.
She put the flowers in her hand in front of the tombstone, and then used to take out a paper towel from the bag and gently wiped the dust on the tombstone. The tombstone was very clean, which was obvious that someone came to clean it frequently.
"Okay here, very quiet, there won't be any disturbing you. I won't be there anymore. I will come here to accompany you so that we can be together forever."
"right?"
She put her face on the cold tombstone. "After I died, the ashes were also sprinkled in Haijiang. I also buried a dress here, buried with you, okay?"
She said this sentence by sentence, about the latest things, about the scandal of yesterday, and the matter of meeting the owner of the flower shop, the cold wind in winter blowing on her from time to time, and her frozen hair Painful finger.
She sat here for a whole day, and the sky was dark. She opened her eyes and turned asleep.
"I'll see you again when I come over another day," she stepped forward and kissed the icy tombstone. No one knew at this time. In her red eyes, she rolled a long tear.
It’s not painless, it’s not painful, it doesn’t want to cry.
It's just that all the tears were swallowed into her stomach, just because she couldn't cry, she cried, she was afraid to cry again, and she was afraid she couldn't help it anymore.
She dare not cry too hard, because there are Ye Shuyun, and Lu Jin, her lost husband, but they lost their son.
She stood up, wiped her tears, and then covered her face with a scarf. This was when she went out. She came out of the cemetery, but she didn't know that she was photographed again. When they arrived, they didn’t know how they knew that Yan Huan would appear here, and he was also brave enough to come here to squat.
Sure enough, these paparazzi are really everywhere.
In the current Internet age, it is indeed a real time for information, but within a few minutes, these photos have been posted online.
And the words on the photo, walking down, she didn’t wear a mask, she just wore a scarf, but even if it was taken secretly from such a far place, her face and her red eyes were still taken. One shot was very close, the tears still rolling down her eyes.
Obviously crying.
These photos go up, those sunspots, no longer dare to talk, this is just a woman who lost her husband, who can be harsh to her, who can be so immoral, take a dead man to talk about things.
Ghostbirth, this kind of thing can be said, and he doesn’t give himself some ethics. If it’s not Lu Yi, he didn’t know how many people were going to die in the sea market. He used his death in exchange for Yan Huan’s life, Shen Ding. After two years, I didn't expect anyone to be so stunned.
And those people who were arrogant at the time were actually taken out by human flesh, maybe it was really because they angered the public. Those people were actually attacked by the collective, and even the real life was seriously affected. Some even did not like Yan Huan very much, but now they are all her fans.
This is indeed the real thing.
Real Chinese Cabbage: "Goddess, I will support you, Brother Lu is gone, you still have ours."
I am Chinese Cabbage: "Brother, do you have any help, I will help you."
A Chinese cabbage: "Yes, brother, you are our elder brother. The safety of the goddess will be shared by all of us. Our goddess has worked so hard to get to this point, and will never sue the gossip to win others' attention."
The Chinese cabbage is me: "That is, every time something goes wrong, our goddesses donated money. Such a conscientious entertainer, and some people shamelessly slandered her, slandered our Lu Ge, Lu Ge even lost his life."
Yan Huan flipped her Weibo, she sniffed her nose. That phrase, Brother Lu, gave her a sour heart, and the corners of her eyes hurt. She is crying, still crying silently
"Thank you," she murmured softly, then closed the notebook and went out.
The babysitter had put the soup on the table, and Yan Huan took it up and drank it bit by bit. The soup was very hot, even a little bit hot, but her heart was always cold, it was impossible to be hot anymore. .
At this time, in a company.
A young man cracked his mouth and laughed. He closed the notebook on his desk, then picked up a pen and turned it.
Just then, someone knocked on the door.
"Come in," the man straightened, unbuttoning his shirt and pulling his sleeve up.
"Mr. Bai, Cheng Rong brought it."
"Oh, let him in."
The man known as Mr. Bai is very young, twenty-four or five years old, but he has become quite mature. Of course, he still has the sense of being a successful person.
Soon after, a disgraced man came in.
"Mr. Bai, are you looking for me?"
"Yes, you are what you are looking for," Bai Zong stood up and walked to Cheng Rong.
"You seem to have been too bad recently?"
"But not," Cheng Rong grabbed a handful of his hair. "Mr. Bai, you said what's going on in this world, I just told a few truths, and it was fleshed out by some celebrity brain powder, we In the company, there is so much brain powder called Yan Huan, either stick water to my chair or put a pushpin..."