Mu Wanqing is in a hurry.

One breath said so many words, let her some breathless, she finally waved, "steward pan, you take these porridge down, I don't need to mend the body."

Steward pan hesitated, "this..."

"I want to be quiet, OK?" Mu Wanqing's voice is rare and cool, with calm tone.

Steward pan sighed and finally took things down.

He looked back at Mu Wanqing step by step. His heart was still full of worries, but he was helpless.

After housekeeper pan left the bedroom, Mu Wanqing immediately locked the door. She sat cross legged on the bed and flipped the microblog with her mobile phone. The more she looked at it, the heavier her heart became.

It's really her song.

When she was desperate in her previous life, she wrote a song about heart disease, originally to commemorate her lost life.

It's also a rare time for her to be sad and sentimental

"In fact, the lyrics of this song It's really good. " The little angel sobbed.

The first time he saw it, he was about to cry.

He even began to pay attention to the moment when he lost his breath. The more he thought about her memorial service, the more sad it was, and he lost a lot of energy.

"You're crying." Mu Wanqing dislikes Tao.

She scratched her hair a little impatiently, then quit the microblog and immediately called Qiao Wei.

Qiao Wei and Xiang Yang are now the first two.

They are struggling to deal with the microblog incident, but the other side seems to have done a lot. The speed of releasing new news is much faster than the speed of deleting it.

"Sister Wei, what should I do?"

The guidance of the technical team was sweating, and asked for the next work from Qiao Wei, "do you want to find each other's IP address, and find out who did it?"

"It must be checked." Qiao Wei did not hesitate, "as far as possible to prevent her to release information, you check mu Xuexin."

This matter is probably related to her.

Except mu Xuexin, no one else can get the lyrics of this song so easily.

"Bell -"

just then, Qiao Wei's mobile phone rings.

While she was making plans for crisis public relations, she put her mobile phone around her neck and connected the phone.

She pretended to be calm and said, "Mu Xiaoqing, do you miss me? Why do you call me all of a sudden? "

"Don't hide it from me, Jovi." Mu Wanqing's voice is a little cool, "I already know."

Hearing the speech, Qiao Wei was stunned.

Xiangyang vaguely heard Mu Wanqing's voice, then cast his eyes to her, and they looked at each other rigidly.

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Wei picked up her things in a hurry and got up, "I have to go to the rose garden to find Mu Xiaoqing. I'll leave the matter here to you first and deal with it as soon as possible."

"Well, I understand." He nodded to the sun.

Qiao Wei then rushed to the rose garden in a hurry. She wanted to deal with it as soon as possible without telling Mu Wanqing, but she didn't expect to be told that she was too slow.

"Did you find out who did it?" Mu Wanqing asked.

"No accident, it should be mu Xuexin." Qiao Wei light pursed red lips, some angry, "I have let the technical team break, will block the news as soon as possible."

Mu Wan tilted his head, "I guess so."

It's her carelessness that doesn't completely take back the things of Tian Hou Qing Chen from mu Xuexin's hand, and then she leaves the handle.

"But this matter It may not be long Qiao Wei looks at Mu Wanqing anxiously.

Mu Wanqing sneered, "I understand."

However, she still has to do her best to hide.

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