"Damn!" What the hell is he sending me! "
Song Hanlu could not help but swear as she closed the computer. Right now, the only things that were related to the two of them being together were the help fans, and Yan Luoluo already knew about it.
After calming down for a while, Song Hanlu then said to Yan Luoluo: "The perfume in his hands was indeed given by me, but I never thought that he would be so shameless, even misleading the masses with Weibo!"
"It was really your perfume!" When they split up, Song Hanlu was shouting at the top of his lungs that she would not get involved with Jiang Haonan ever again.
"Didn't I tell you to go to the temple a few days ago, who would have known that I would actually meet Jiang Haonan with such a backlash? He said that as long as I gave him a bottle of perfume, he would no longer bother me, who would have known that he would use perfume as an advertisement!"
When Song Hanlu said that, she was so angry that she clenched her teeth, wishing that she could throw away the perfume that was given to him. Yan Luoluo immediately comforted her, "Don't you know what kind of person Jiang Haonan is? "What kind of ivory can he spit out from his dog mouth? You'd better not lower yourself to this kind of person. Only he alone would not be able to cause such a storm for long."
"Don't worry, I feel disgusted just by looking at him. I'll handle this matter personally."
Hearing Song Hanlu's words, Yan Luoluo also became a lot more relieved. After all, she had her own ways of doing things, so she did not need to worry too much.
"That's good, I still need to go to Fanfan to attend my piano lessons, so I'll hang up first."
Not long after she hung up, Song Hanlu's father called. Seeing the number that she did not contact, Song Hanlu hesitated for a moment before answering.
"Dad, what's the matter?"
On the other side of the phone, Song Hanlu's father Song Jianhui asked solemnly: "Didn't you already break up with Jiang Haonan? "Now, why did it cause such a stir again? And now it's even happening online."
"He was the one who became the demon, it has nothing to do with me." After saying just a few more words, Song Hanlu felt tired, "Don't worry, I won't do anything that will affect your reputation."
"This is how you talk to me. Can't I even take care of my own daughter?"
Care?
Song Hanlu sneered, he was concerned about whether or not she would affect the company's shares.
Song Jianhui saw that Song Hanlu ignored him and was a little dissatisfied, he reprimanded him but kept his words. After all, he had already promised to not bother with Song Hanlu anymore, "Forget it, you just need to know what to do."
With that, Song Jianhui hung up the phone. He didn't think that their relationship had already become so bad.
Although Song Hanlu was angry, she couldn't help but open her computer to take another look at Jiang Haonan's Weibo, and only now did she realize that he had forwarded the video of him throwing him down from the swimming pool. Seeing his words, Song Hanlu couldn't help but use all the malicious words that she could think of onto Jiang Haonan.
Behind them, there were also a lot of brainless fans who automatically formed a support group. These identical messages made Jiang Haonan and the mysterious goddess get married in place.
"Can I let you and Jiang Haonan explode together here?"
Song Hanlu mumbled to herself as she closed the computer firmly. She should not have seen it just now, she didn't want to make herself suffer.
On the other side, Su Zixian had paid attention to Jiang Haonan's Weibo because of what happened last time, and wanted to see how he was doing. In the end, he saw him holding the perfume Song Hanlu gave him, and if they were being held together later on, Su Zixian would directly take care of Jiang Haonan.