His wife must be accompanying Leng Han for surgery now, he knows that.
"Ahem... Brother, aren't you going to smoke your office?" Mu Yufeng took his mobile phone and pushed open the door of Mu Yucheng's office. He came to talk to Mu Yucheng about gossip about Qin Ning.
Seeing his brother's dark and smelly face, Mu Yufeng knew that his brother was very concerned about Qin Ning's affairs. After he finished asking, he moved like a crab to the sofa two meters away from Muyu City, and honestly put his phone on the coffee table.
"Brother, it's not easy to deal with the scandal between sister-in-law and Leng Han this time. Leng Han's traffic is too big, we can't even close Weibo. Now several forums are picking up about sister-in-law and Leng Han. Do you want it now? Send a message to swear sovereignty?"
After reading the gossip just now, Mu Yufeng discovered the problem. His dear brother didn't even post on Weibo. This is a bit wrong, isn't this a topic for netizens?
After listening to Mu Yufeng's words, Mu Yucheng raised his eyelids, and gave Erha a faint glance, "Should I post on Weibo?"
Mu Yufeng nodded seriously, "That's right, it is very necessary for my lord brother to swear his sovereignty at this time. Otherwise, the netizens will be discussing Ning Han CP tomorrow, brother, you will be a mistress."
Mu Yucheng's face turned black into a bottomless pit, he threw out his phone, and said coldly, "You send it."
Mu Yucheng is not good at posting on Weibo, he only knows how to trick Qin Ning. All his flirting can be opened here at Qin Ning, but for netizens, he just...
Mu Yufeng understood his brother's temper, so after he got his brother's phone, he stood beside him deftly, bent down, put the phone on the table, and smiled obsequiously: "Come on, elder brother, look at mine!"
So, Mu Yucheng saw that Mu Yufeng posted something disgusting on his Weibo: "I found out that I liked you yesterday, and I like you today, and I have a hunch that I will like you every day. As long as you Live in my heart and never abandon me."
After sending out the Weibo, Mu Yucheng regretted it a little. He stared quietly at his Weibo and said in a deep voice, "Delete."
Mu Yufeng shook his head, "Brother, don't delete it. You see, someone has already replied. There are also reposts."
Hearing this, Mu Yucheng clicked on his Weibo. Indeed, quite a few people replied. But the first few are employees of Mushi.
"Damn it! Mr. Mu's account has been hacked. Can Mr. Mu say such affectionate words?"
"I suspect that I came to a fake Mr. Mu before, and I met a fake Mr. Mu!"
"When a man is in love, he really talks a lot. When the cold and abstinent Mr. Mu confessed to Ning Zimo, he was too powerful."
"Hahaha, Mr. Mu is like this, what about Leng Han?"
After a few replies, Leng Han's fans really came out. Leng Han's fans are a bit like white lotus flowers. They first posted a series of emoticons on Mu Yucheng's Weibo, and then said in unison: "If you are not married, can you Give up, Leng Han is very pitiful, this relationship belongs to him."
"The pity should belong to him?" Mu Yucheng pointed to the reply, obviously unhappy.
Mu Yufeng rubbed his temples, and patiently explained: "Brother, all brain fans are like this. Their fans have a thick filter, and their three views are different from ours. You don't have to care about what they say. Anyway, Weibo is posted, we Go see sister-in-law and Leng Han, okay?"