"Xiao Ning, I'm sorry! I just wanted to bring reporters to cheer you on, but I didn't expect it to be like this. There must be reports of my confession on Weibo now. I told the team, let them... let them... come , Let's deal with it!" Leng Han frowned, his handsome face covered with fine beads of sweat.
Thinking of the injuries behind Leng Han, Qin Ning sighed, shook his head and said, "Don't worry, the most important thing is to send you to the hospital."
"But... but... I'm a burden on you." When Leng Han spoke, his lips were trembling.
Seeing the coldness, Qin Ning's heart tightened, feeling guilty. After all, Leng Han is an artist, but he is still very weak, unable to bear this kind of pain.
"Okay, don't talk, go to the hospital first. If you don't want me to get angry, just lie down obediently. I'll talk about the matter on Weibo later." After Qin Ning finished speaking, he glanced at Lei Momo.
Lei nodded silently, turned his phone to silent, and quietly arranged Huacheng's public relations team to deal with the scandal.
However, Lei Momo was still slow to start. When Leng Han and Qin Ning got into the car just now, the reporters had already posted the video.
In the cold traffic, within ten minutes, his injury and confession became a hot topic.
Leng Han's fans are crying to death on Weibo now. They frantically comment on Leng Han's and Qin Ning's Weibo, and frantically swiping the topic.
"Since ancient times, red men have been so miserable. Our family's Leng Han's back, such a clean back, is ruined! My heart is sorry for Leng Han, husband, hold on!"
"Isn't Ning Zimo and Mu Yucheng a couple? Why did Leng Han have an accident? Why did Leng Han confess his love to Ning Zimo?"
"I feel sorry for my idol, how can you be so pitiful. Why did you confess your love to Ning Zimo!"
One by one, they were basically scolding Qin Ning, and there was even a topic on Weibo that Qin Ning was a vixen. Someone even made a P picture, turning Qin Ning into a nine-tailed fox.
Qin Ning, who was guarding the cold in the hospital, saw those pictures on Weibo, and really couldn't laugh or cry.
"Zimo, it's not easy to suppress this time. Lenghan's traffic is too big, and the other team has no intention of accepting it. You may be going to hack the whole network." Lei Momo just communicated with Lenghan's team, what the other party meant In this way, Leng Han can create an infatuated character, and they don't want to deal with it.
Lei Momo was also helpless, and almost quarreled with Leng Han's team.
Qin Ning expected this to happen. She saw that netizens were overwhelmingly praising Leng Han, so she knew that Leng Han's team would not let go of such a good opportunity to hype. She exhaled, grabbed Lei Momo's hand, and grinned like a child, "Forget it, let's use traffic for free, and I'll be popular too."
"Where is this red, you didn't watch Leng Han's fans almost hated you to death. They posted several topics, all cursing you! Mr. Mu doesn't know yet. If he knows, what should you do ? Will he misunderstand it?" Lei Momo squeezed between his brows, she was about to die of a headache.
Qin Ning is not worried about Mu Yucheng, she thinks that they are so close now that Mu Yucheng should no longer doubt his feelings.
In fact, Mu Yucheng didn't doubt Qin Ning, but he was jealous. Leng Han made such a big confession, Mu Yucheng felt uncomfortable.
After he finished the meeting, he turned on his phone and there was such a report. As a domineering president, he also felt uncomfortable. He sat in the office and lit one cigarette after another, but he still didn't dare to send Qin Ning a message.