Young master, your vest fell off

"Don't worry, send an unofficial news," Situ Han explained.

Soon, false news that Fu Miaomiao was injured and hospitalized began to spread on the Internet.

Fu Miaomiao watched the news in the bedroom, then looked at Situ Han: "What did you do?"

It can only be him.

"President Situ, it's been said on the Internet that I'm hospitalized, what do you think?" Fu Miaomiao got up.

Situ Han brought the dinner into the bedroom and put it on the bedside: "It's nothing."

"You want to join in the heat?" Fu Miaomiao joked, she knew, definitely not.

Situ Han said calmly, "Let Lin Ziyu mess himself up."

If according to what Su Yi said, send someone to inquire, even if they can find out the news, the person sent out will definitely not come back. Why not release a fake news to catch Lin Ziyu and mess her up.

"How about tomorrow's play, director Situ Da?" Fu Miaomiao looked at him.

"Eat first." Situ Han said, and called to send additional staff, "Su Yi, strengthen the security near the villa, and the others, go to the ward to perform security tasks."

"Yes, President, we've been waiting here for a long time, and people should be here soon." Su Yi was in front of the hospital ward, setting up a secret, waiting for Lin Ziyu to take the bait.

In the middle of the night, when the two security shifts were changing, Su Yi opened his eyes, and the person should be coming soon.

Sure enough, a man in a white coat entered the ward, followed by a nurse, who was stopped by security. The nurse said, "Monitor your wife's vital signs and do an immediate checkup."

The security guard let them through, and the two entered the ward. They exchanged glances and felt that something was wrong. The man strode forward, pulled the quilt away, drew a dagger from his sleeve, and saw a pillow on the empty bed.

The door of the ward opened suddenly, and several security guards came in and pushed the two to the ground.

In a secluded and secluded villa in the suburbs, the bedroom was filled with the smell of past pleasure. A woman stood with her back to the door. She had long dark brown hair, put on a nightgown, and walked out of the room with bare feet. The man on the bed nodded. Smoke a cigarette, get up, and leave.

The woman's hair covered most of her face, standing in the dark.

"Boss, the killer hasn't come back yet." A man in black stepped forward.

The woman cursed sharply: "What are you doing for food? You have been raising you for so long for nothing, you bunch of trash!"

The man in black didn't speak, but lowered his head.

"Immediately launch the second set of plans. I will give you two days to acquire a large-scale Internet company in this city." The woman's voice was full of disdain.

"But, boss..." The man in black wanted to say something more.

"Are you the boss or I'm the boss, get out of here." The woman said, picked up the solid wooden ornaments on the table, and threw them at the man in black, who hurried out of the room.

Before dawn, a tall and thin figure entered the villa: "You called me, what's the matter?"

"Zhou Yunxiao, go do something." The woman said in a commanding tone, commanding tone, "Announce the relationship between Yan Chuan and Situ Han."

"What's in it for me?" Zhou Yunxiao was unmoved.

He hated Situ Han to the core now, but he still couldn't get Fu Miaomiao.

"You don't know that the two of them are brothers? What do you do for food every day." The woman said arrogantly.

Zhou Yunxiao roared: "You don't need to teach me a lesson!"

"Hmph, when I rescued you, I looked at your pitiful appearance. To be a dog, you have to look like a dog. After that, Fu Miaomiao can do whatever you want."

"I don't believe you." Zhou Yunxiao was already irritated.

"Then do you have another way?" The woman said sarcastically, "Wake up, Zhou Yunxiao, we are on the same boat."

Zhou Yunxiao's Adam's apple rolled, he was silent for a moment, and left the room.

The homepages of major mainstream media were covered by explosive news.

"The president of Situ Group and the general manager of its subsidiaries are actually brothers!"

After that, all kinds of title parties emerged one after another.

"Shocked, President Situ and Yan Chuan have such a relationship!"

"Shi Hammer, the wife of the Situ Group actually has a son with a different surname!"

Fu Miaomiao sat on the sofa and watched the media talking nonsense with great interest. Situ Han was in the study, and there was a row of computers in the study. Gu Mo and Su Yi seemed to have three heads and six arms. They created an account to post similar posts, and immediately located them. They want to cut off Lin Ziyu's navy in a short time.

"Huh?" Fu Miaomiao refreshed the page, but it disappeared.

All the news about Situ Han and Yan Chuan disappeared in an instant.

Are Gu Mo and Su Yi already so powerful?
Situ Han should have made the move.

But Situ Han was still standing against the bookshelf, he knew in his heart that Yan Chuan woke up at this time.

Yan Chuan was sleepy, deleted all the posts about him and Situ Han, closed the computer, and went to cook for Qin Hong.

Throughout the annual vacation, Yan Chuan tried every means to stay at Qin Hong's house. When Qin Hong's injury just recovered a little, he wanted to invite him back to his big villa, but Qin Hong gave up later.

Qin Hong also saw the news, she just read a few, then all disappeared, got up, went to the living room, and sat in front of the sofa.

"Qin Hong, the meal will be ready soon." Yan Chuan heard Qin Hong come out.

"Yeah." Qin Hong didn't feel that Yan Chuan's mood was affected, she saw her laptop on the coffee table, raised her hand to touch it, it was hot.

Ha ha.

She was still worried that Yan Chuan deleted all those posts.

During the meal, Yan Chuan was much quieter than usual, Qin Hong pursed his lips to comfort him.

"Are you okay?" Qin Hong was used to being straightforward and not good at comforting others.

"Are you worried about me?" Yan Chuan chuckled.

Qin Hong nodded, with a worried look on her face. She and Yan Chuan had been together under the same roof for so many days, and she couldn't hide her feelings for him.

She also planned not to hide it.

Seeing that Qin Hong was silent, Yan Chuan asked again gently: "Are you worried about me?"

"Yeah." Qin Hong pursed his lips and took a deep breath, "Yan Chuan, let me tell you something."

She was about to confess her love immediately, her expression remained unchanged and her heart was beating wildly.

"Qin Hong, let's formally date." Yan Chuan said ahead of Qin Hong.

"Why are you taking my words?" Qin Hong was dissatisfied.

Yan Chuan smiled: "How can you let girls do confession?"

"So you think of me as a girl." Qin Hong glared at him.

"Do you agree or not?" Yan Chuan said, stood up, walked to the door, rummaged in his coat, found a box, took it out, returned to the dining table, suddenly knelt down on one knee, and put Qin Koon was taken aback.

"What are you doing?" Qin Hong would have jumped up long ago if his legs and feet were not inconvenient.

Yan Chuan chuckled and opened the box: "When I gave you a pair of earrings last time, do you remember what you said to me?"

"Who told you to put earrings in a ring box." Qin Hong muttered softly, looking at the sparkling ring in the box.