Chapter 123

Soon, Nanchu touched the mobile phone and opened it. Wechat had exploded. People from all walks of life who came to listen to the news and comfort people, hypocritical and not hypocritical, appeared in a flash.

She did not return a single, just called Yi Jiayan.

"I wonder who did it?" Yi Jiayan got a call and got to the point.

"Who?" Nanchu is not ambiguous.

"Fang Lei." Yi Jiayan didn't hide it. "The actress who envied you, set you up and let you fall into the drug door, was not it blocked and hidden later?"

Yi Jiayan knows the memory of Nanchu and never remembers these unrelated people. She seriously recalls the popular science for her.

Nan Chu frowned, but some accidents: "so not reconciled, looking for someone to kill me?"

"Yes." Yi Jiayan does not deny that "the big trees attract the wind, and the red people are more right and wrong."

Nanchu Oh sound, but also did not say much.

At both ends of the mobile phone, there is a moment's silence.

Suddenly, Yi Jiayan broke the silence: "what happened to you and Lu Xiao recently?"

"Sore throat." At the beginning of the south, he answered without end, but did not want to answer Yi Jiayan's question.

Yi Jiayan rolled a white eye at the mobile phone, almost didn't face Nan Chubi's middle finger, and then said with half a smile: "Lu Xiao's action is very big. He went to the police station to deal with this matter personally, even Fang Lei was brought in by him, and there was no taboo to the media at all."

Nan chuleng lived in the village of Nanchu

"You think those paparazzi are stupid?" Yi Jiayan sneered, "a boss, as for such a hard work? Are all the idle people raised by Lu Xiao

The implication can't be clearer.

Nanchu was so speechless by Yi Jiayan's words that he replied: "I don't know what he is doing. I have never understood Mr. Lu in this period of time."

"It was Han Qiyao who sent you to the hospital yesterday?" Yi Jiayan suddenly changed the topic.

Nan Chu's voice, did not deny, and did not come and ask in detail, Yi Jiayan has continued: "he Zhengping is a person who extremely dislikes all kinds of gossip and negative news about the actresses in the crew before the film is killed. So, you should take it easy."

"What do you mean?" Nanchu sniffed out something wrong.

"There's a close photo of you and a man on the flimsy. The man's face is covered very well. You can't guess who the other person is, but your side face can't be clearer." Yi Jiayan said bluntly, "if I guess correctly, it's your 18-year-old photo."

At the beginning of Nanchu:

"With the guidance of public opinion, this man is accused of your first love, identity --" Yi Jiayan pauses, "Han Qiyao, the eldest son of the Han family."

“……”

"You and Lu Xiao have been gossiping for five years. Now Lu Xiao is Han Xiyuan's fiance. But you and Han Qiyao are on the media. You can imagine how lively the paparazzi can be! Plus you still have my boyfriend. A proper n-angle relationship, if you write it casually, is a big drama of a big family. "

Yi Jiayan analyzed it and heard that Nanchu was frightened.

Even now and Yi Jiayan said the phone, the beginning of the South seems to have no mind to get up, casually pulled a few words, immediately hung up the phone, on the micro.

Sure enough, all the eight trigrams are holding the photos of Nan Chu and Han Qiyao.

The photo was taken by the seaside of Jiangcheng. Han Qiyao took a picture of the two people on a tripod.

This picture was first posted on the "round and fat puppet" by Nan Chu, but after she completely broke up with Han Qiyao, she deleted it completely.

At that time, the "round and fat puppet" was just a nameless number without fans who paid close attention to Han Qiyao's microblog.

In an instant, Nanchu shivered.

Even the hand holding the mobile phone trembled.

Part of the complex feeling comes from the sudden exposure of this photo, and part of it is Nanchu's worry about what kind of reaction Lu Xiao will have if he sees it.

She had a calm face, looked at the thin for a long time, and her face was expressionless.

Until Wang Nan's phone call came in, the south just returned to God, picked up the mobile phone: "Nan brother."

"You see the tiny picture." Wang Nan comes to the point.

Nan Chu's voice was raised.

"The identity of the other party, everyone is guessing, there is no conclusion, and the guidance of public opinion is not good. But it's not a big problem. You can admit that this is your ex boyfriend. Keep fans calm and give privacy. "

Wang Nan quickly explain, south early quiet Listen.

"I'll take care of other things."

"Good."

"It's Fang Lei who did your injury. Lu Xiao has dealt with it. But this photo matter, did not find the owner, you first so temporarily

Wang Nan's voice is very urgent, but also can hear people looking for it from behind. Nanchu's voice didn't delay Wang Nan's time, so he hung up the phone.Star accident, the most troubled people are not others, but agents.

Nanchu calmed down for a moment, and soon saved the photo of himself and Han Qiyao on the Internet, and then posted it to the micro book, with only a simple sentence -

Nanchu: [once, for many years. May you be well. (Refill) it's a pure relationship, and the other party is not a member of the circle. Please hold your hand and leave some privacy for each other. (hugging) as for me, I'm fine. Don't worry. (kiss)]

This piece of thin hair, less than three minutes, has been fried.

At the beginning of the south, the following comments slowly rose.

Nanchu didn't see any of them, good or bad.

As a result, Nanchu didn't have time to turn off her mobile phone, and then she gaped at the microblog she was forwarding, and then she was silent.

That's Han Qiyao's microblog. It's not the name of "chubby little fan" back then. It has become "Han Qiyao" with a V certification.

Han Qiyao: [yes. 】

in this case, the public opinion that was hard to be suppressed will immediately become lively. The male protagonist explodes his identity, or we have speculated for a long time.

You can imagine the result.

The beginning of the south is really a headache, the scalp numbness feeling, more than the vocal cord body to bring pain.

Finally, she almost reluctantly leaned on the sofa, motionless, even her mobile phone did not look at.

It was not until the door of the ward was opened that Nanchu opened her eyes. She saw the tall figure of Han Qiyao coming in, and they met with each other.

However, no one mentioned anything on the micro book.

"The beginning of the south." Han Qiyao took the initiative to break the silence and put the inspection report in his hand on the tea table in front of the sofa, "this is the test result of yesterday."

Nan Chu took over.

Han Qiyao explained: "fortunately, the medicine that damaged your vocal cord is not a fatal injury. With medication, you can recover in a week. So don't worry. "

Nanchu didn't speak. After a quick review of the inspection report, Gao Hung's heart was relieved.

But in the face of Han Qiyao, she chose to be silent. But in the end, in Han Qiyao's almost burning eyes, Nanchu still said thanks: "thank you, schoolmaster."

"Silly girl." Han Qiyao's thin lips lifted slightly, and his big hand rubbed his hair like this.

Nanchu was stunned and became quieter.

This is what she likes to do when she is with Han Qiyao. Nanchu has complained many times that it makes her look like a child who has not grown up.

As a result, Han Qiyao returned to the South with a smile at that time: "you are the little girl of my life."

In Nanchu's mind, different fragments flashed through scenes. Finally, she looked up and looked at Han Qiyao seriously: "schoolmaster, are you sending the photos?"

"You think it's me?" Han Qiyao asked lightly.

Nan Chu didn't speak. His attitude had already given Han Qiyao an answer.

"Nanchu, I don't care to do such things. I want you, and I'm just going to grab you, instead of using this kind of traffic and sympathy. I don't need it. " Han Qiyao said it directly.

Nan Chu's voice is a response to Han Qiyao.

Han Yaonan was grateful to Han Qinan for his embarrassment.

Especially when two people are alone.

As a result, Han Qiyao quickly pinched Nanchu's chin and half forced him to look at himself.

"Don't like to have a relationship with me? Worried about Lu Xiao? " Han Qiyao asked directly.

Nanchu moved, but failed to struggle away. Instead, he was further imprisoned by Han Qiyao. His hand was firmly held in his palm.

"Nanchu, I've never played a joke on you." Han Qiyao's attitude can't be more serious, "to you, it's the potential to win."

At the beginning of the south, she lowered her eyebrows and eyes and kept silent.

After watching Nanchu for a long time, Han Qiyao suddenly became attached to his body and kissed him with thin lips.

Nanchu was stunned and turned to God. Subconsciously, he reached out and blocked Han Qiyao's kiss.

However, Han Qiyao's face did not change. The kiss fell on the palm of Nanchu's palm, together with the residue that had not yet been cleaned up, just stabbed her in the palm. It was not itchy.

At the beginning of the south, the fingers curled up.

Han Qiyao broke off the fingers of Nanchu one by one, and kissed them for a long time.

"Schoolmaster -" Nanchu murmured, "you --"

"Nanchu, come back to me." Han Qiyao's voice is tender and tender.

Nanchu's palm was completely clenched in his big palm. She looked at Han Qiyao, motionless, and did not respond.

Finally, it was Han Qiyao who released his hand.

He gave a low smile and naturally took the porridge from the table behind him and put it in front of Nanchu: "I made it in the small kitchen of the hospital in the morning. I don't know if your taste has changed in recent years. I remember that when you were sick, you still liked porridge with pickled vegetables best?"Nan Chu was silent for a moment.

Han Qiyao has opened the heat preservation cover, scooped out the porridge, and brought it to the front of Nanchu: "darling, take some medicine, and you can't have an empty stomach."

"I --"

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