Chapter 100： feel like we are clowns

in the room.

Yan Jinxiu sat cross-legged on the black single-seat sofa, watching the unsightly and slow abuse on the Internet, her angular face was gloomy and violent.

"Fuck!"

He cursed in an unhappy whisper, then got up, opened the drawer, picked up a bunch of keys, and pushed out the door.

Go into the storage room and open the cabinet.

He turned out the account book and held it in his hand, and strode back to the room.

Violently closed the door of the room, sat on the sofa with Erlang's legs crossed, opened his account book, picked up his mobile phone and snapped two photos.

He spat and swears, "A bunch of idiots, if you don't care about you, they are getting more and more slapped in the face."

Day by day, I know to be a keyboard warrior on the Internet and use the keyboard to "help justice".

But do things without thinking at all.

The two of them are both surnamed Yan, so they don't think about their relatives?

Log in to Weibo, and quickly click with your finger on the screen to edit the text.

Yan Jinxiu V: [You have to force the labor and management to come out and smash your face and smash your dog's head to shut up obediently, right? picture.jpg, picture.jpg! 】

After posting on Weibo, Yan Jinxiu's anger finally disappeared.

He scratched a few strands of black hair in front of his forehead, and continued to hold the phone, intending to see if there was any other fool who refused to accept the reality.

As soon as the photos of the two account books were posted, it quickly attracted the attention of countless online surfers.

[Fuck, f*ck, I'm stupid, am I hallucinating? Shocked jaw drop.jpg]

[I suspect that we were having the same dream, and this **** is too...]

[Damn, what did I see? Yan Jinxiu and Yan Zhixu are siblings in the same household register? rubbing eyes.jpg]

[Shocked my whole family. 】

[emmm, so we scolded for so long, the clown is actually ourselves? ! 】

[The rich and powerful daughter entered the entertainment industry by hiding her identity? This is clearly something that only exists in the novel, and now it has appeared by our side! ! ! 】

[Laughing to death, they are brothers and sisters, those who scold Yan Zhixu for hooking up with the young master Fuyan, are your faces swollen? smiley face.jpg]

[Wuwuwu, I was wrong, I shouldn't suspect that A Xu should not announce that he should be removed from the powder. howling crying.jpg]

[Laughing to death, the slap in the face is too fast like a powerful typhoon of level 5! 】

[Hook up with the rich second generation to marry into a wealthy family? Still have to marry? This is her house! 】

[Yan Shao was green? This is so green and lonely, it feels like we are clowns...crying.jpg]

...

There is no need for any marketing account or navy forwarding. Once this Weibo is released, it will detonate the Internet and ferment the whole network.

Yan Jinxiu flipped through the comments, the corners of his mouth evoked a shallow arc, and Zhang Yang's face became slightly hospitable, no longer arrogant.

"Knock Knock-"

The room door was knocked.

He quickly tucked the account book under his legs and crossed it, not knowing why he felt such a guilty conscience.

Yan Zhixu pushed open the door and entered.

She had just taken a shower, put on a refreshing gray casual outfit, and leaned against the door.

"Have you seen the account book?" She put the account book back in its original place after showing it to Brother Lu last time.

But when I went to the storage room just now, there were traces of being flipped inside.

"no."

Yan Jinxiu glanced at her, then lowered her head, picked up her phone and watched intently, as if she didn't want to pay attention to her.

Yan Zhixu's eyes looked around, and finally landed on his legs crossed on the sofa.

It may be that it was not hidden well, and a corner of the household registration book was faintly revealed.