Chapter 353

"What are you thinking, aunt? The heat of the incident had already subsided, and Su Xiangwan's muscles and bones could not be hurt at all. "

Wu Peiping's eyes flashed a chill: "if the heat goes down, stir fry it again."

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that night, Su Xiangwan encountered another crazy Aite.

In addition to Lu Ying, Liu Hao and other people's best wishes for her signing the contract, it is a group of netizens.

Su looked at the content later and frowned slightly.

The content is nothing else. It's the middle-aged woman who touched porcelain before.

From the picture, the ground in front of a hospital is covered with an old army green quilt. The woman is wrapped in a worn-out cotton padded jacket. In the ice and snow, she is dragging a leg in plaster and kneeling on the ground. She is particularly embarrassed.

And in front of the woman, there was a piece of cardboard.

Some of the cardboard was frozen out of color, but the handwriting on it could still be seen.

"Ask for help to get home."

Although the woman did not say anything, but the head fell thick white snow frost, cheek has frostbite, looks particularly embarrassed.

The photos were obviously taken by others, and it seems that they have attracted the attention of some netizens.

Not long after that, some media wrote articles.

Su Xiangwan took a simple glance and saw a general idea.

The content is nothing more than denouncing that she has no conscience, and she just sits around and ignores people after pushing them down. Up to now, she has not paid a cent, and even has no apology.

After that, the reporter took a deep look at the background information of the woman who touched porcelain.

The woman was an ordinary peasant woman in Liangxian county. She worked in Haicheng and lost her spouse in her early years. She had three daughters and one son, but her son was paralyzed in bed, and the conditions were very poor.

Originally, the woman worked hard in Haicheng for a year and saved 30000 yuan.

I didn't expect this fall. I broke my leg.

At this point, I can't help but get up at the hospital, because I have no money to pay for the hospital.

At the end of the article, the reporter through a fund-raising platform, called on everyone to donate money for it, hoping to go home smoothly before the new year, reunite with his family, and have a good new year.

Su Xiangwan glanced at the comments.

Sure enough, but a few hours later, she turned from cute to heartless.

However, after a period of precipitation, she also had a lot of loyal powder.

Two groups of people were torn apart by her comments.

[Tut, how could you meet my goddess in a place like Jinmao building? ]

[don't touch porcelain, it didn't look so miserable last time. ]

[Su Xiangwan, is it so difficult to take out tens of thousands of yuan to apologize? ]

[yes, Su Xiangwan was black all his life and boycotted Liuzhu Zhuan. ]

[goddess, don't pay attention to them. I'll straighten out my girl and never apologize for what I didn't do! ]

[you should also have a solid hammer to wash the ground. Now the evidence is conclusive, do you not feel pain in the face of the party washing the ground? ]

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Su Xiangwan flipped through the comments for a while and found that Zheng Yulong's microblog was also attacked.

It was probably this time that the hidden rules were also mentioned. Many people pointed to his nose and scolded him for being an old lecher and had no conscience.

The two of them had become a couple.

Su Xiangwan thought about it and sent a message to Zheng Yulong to apologize.

She has experienced many battles, but she doesn't care much, but Zheng Yulong is kind-hearted. She didn't expect to be implicated.

The message was sent out and the phone rang.

Su Xiangwan slightly frowned, it was yuan Xue.

She had saved yuan Xue's number when shooting Liuzhu Zhuan, but what did she call to do at this time.