Chapter 698

Even Qiao feibai did not expect that Qiao's family would give up the responsibility directly, making her planned car accident become a simple drunk driving accident.

Later, in the spring, a social news came out of Licheng hospital. A patient surnamed Qiao, who had both legs amputated, jumped out of the window of the top ward and committed suicide because he couldn't stand the pain of rehabilitation. He was only 29 years old.

Wang Chuan is Qiao feibai, the former president of Qiao's entertainment and the girlfriend of Pei Tang.

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That night, Yan Shiqi fell asleep early after taking a bath.

On the first day of arriving in the imperial capital, she was busy all the time. Although Duanmu's family brought her and Wencheng so much enthusiasm and warmth, she was still tired.

After she fell asleep, she did not know that the netizens on the Internet and a short video crowd had launched a wave of resistance against net perfume at nine p.m.

It is said that this net red perfume has added excessive ethanol and lead, arsenic, mercury and other heavy metals. Many netizens have allergies due to spray perfume, and even have strong allergies. They are being hospitalized.

For a while, this perfume's boycott craze surpassed all domestic and foreign news fever.

Even the latest announcement of the artists in the circle and the Reuters chart are hard to attract fans' attention.

After all, it is a net red product. It almost swept across the country overnight. At the same time, a keen netizen pointed out that the initial spokesman for this perfume was inkstone.

Later, I don't know why, the endorsement was cancelled and replaced by another singer.

Now the little girl's Micro blog has been completely occupied, and countless victims swipe the screen under her micro blog, asking for a public apology, and even asking for compensation.

The owner of the net red perfume lost more than thirty million orders in two hours, and the company received numerous claims.

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The next day, at nine o'clock in the morning, I woke up.

She blinked sleepily and habitually took out her mobile phone from under her pillow. When she saw the time displayed on the screen, her face was slightly stunned.

Why did she sleep till nine o'clock?

A turn, body bank empty, bed surface is slightly cool, obviously the man has already got up to leave.

Inkstone when seven rubbed his hair, sitting up only feel tired.

After a quick wash, she changed into a light home suit and put on a cotton nightgown. Then she walked out of the bedroom.

I don't know if the floor heating in the north is too hot. She feels dizzy and her throat is very dry. Even her breathing is not smooth and her nose is stuffy.

She shook her head and kept rubbing the tip of her nose as she stepped down the steps.

Anyway, it's not very comfortable.

In the living room, only Wen Cheng sat on the sofa with her legs up, typing with her mobile phone, and half a cigarette was in her fingers.

No man's figure, and the slightly open window slowly poured into the winter cold wind, it is to disperse the hot and dry temperature in the room.

"Orange..."

Inkstone when seven urn voice to shout her, this opening just found his voice is not right.

Wen orange moved away from the screen, light look at her, but suddenly changed, "Xiao Qi!"

She didn't know what happened, so she just saw Wen Cheng drop her cell phone and run towards her. Even the cigarette ends in her hand were thrown directly on the tea table by her.

Inkstone when a face muddled, "ah?"

Wen orange was frightened. When she stepped onto the stage and rushed in front of her, her hands were shaking.

"You, what's wrong with you?" Wen Cheng's face was white, and he stood on the steps, hands in the air, at a loss.