The boss of the empire was blown up by me

In just a moment, the tense nerves in Wen Shuning's whole body suddenly collapsed.

All the complex feelings of helplessness, panic, and anxiety all relaxed at this moment.

Probably because she saw the warmth that comforted her heart in despair, when she looked at the tall and straight man who had come in front of them, some water finally came out of her eyes, and tears were about to come out of her eyes.

She murmured in an almost aggrieved tone: "Ah Jue..."

The man's fingers gently scratched her face, and that gentle movement seemed to soothe people's hearts.

With just such a job, Wen Shuning's tears welled up in her eyes, and with this action, she stepped forward and threw herself into the man's arms.

However, the man's figure obviously took a step back, making her froze in embarrassment and embarrassment in that 'pounce' movement.

Wen Shuning hadn't had time to clean up her overwhelmed emotions, so the man turned sideways and embraced An Xiaoqi, who was watching coldly, into his arms, and smiled slowly at her, it was outrageous.

"Who are you going to sue?"

Wen Shuning's pupils were cracked like dry land that was rapidly cracking open, and she looked at the smiling but obviously indifferent man in front of her in disbelief.

"You..., what do you mean?" Losing control of his emotions and breaking down, "Zhan Xijue, you lied to me? What am I in your heart?"

Zhan Xijue looked away from her face, and looked down at An Xiaoqi, who was snuggling in his arms at this moment, who was so obedient.

He pressed his thin lips to An Xiaoqi's smooth forehead, and then he spoke in a lazy and flat tone:

"Miss Wen Shuning, do you even want to ask such a self-defeating question? She is indeed a woman spoiled by men. Her courage is commendable."

Speaking of this, the conversation suddenly changed, and he said harshly and coldly,
"What do you mean? Trying to destroy my marriage with my new wife, what do you mean? If you are a mistress, it is flattering you. After all, Miss Wen Shuning has countless ministers under her skirt. Even if you are a bitch, it seems that I am very ugly." Ruthless, after all, I praised you back then."

The man's smiling eyes fell on her face without blinking, that handsome face was full of ruthless ridicule, Wen Shuning felt that besides heartache, there was more humiliation that could not be relieved.

She tried her best to keep herself sane, and raised the hand wearing the soul of the rose, and asked clearly, "Then what is this? You said that only I am worthy of a rose." soul..."

Zhan Xijue laughed, humming in a low voice, Wen Shuning's facial features were almost distorted.

She finally became angry from embarrassment, and growled coldly: "What are you laughing at?"

"Laugh at you stupid..."

Zhan Xijue's cool and indifferent tone.

At this moment, he clasped An Xiaoqi's left wrist, and the purple pink diamond that exuded a glamorous radiance under the spotlight appeared in the public eye, "Miss Wen Shuning is something that men are used to." A woman who has seen the world. How come you can’t even tell the real rose soul from the fake one?”

With a lazy and light tone, there was a casual mockery, "The soul of the rose, dedicated to the most holy soul, may I ask, are you worthy?" After a pause, "What are you?"

finally…

Wen Shuning finally couldn't hold back any longer, and the thick humiliation almost swallowed her.

She felt the strong ridicule from all directions, her body was like a puppet that had been destroyed, she obviously couldn't use any strength in her whole body, but she was able to stand upright in the same place inexplicably.

She closed her eyes deeply, and secretly told herself that she couldn't just finish like this.

Even if her artistic career is over, she can still commit crimes with beauty, and she must still have a chance to turn around, after all, she still has so many spare tires who love her.

Just when Wen Shuning was holding on to the last bit of composure, a cool hand fell from her chin.

Wen Shuning opened her eyes, and when her eyes touched An Xiaoqi's hand stretched out from the air and her pair of smiling eyes, the pupils trembled violently again.

Her face was livid, and her eyebrows were deeply furrowed, "Are you satisfied?"

An Xiaoqi smiled, and patted Wen Shuning's red and swollen face lightly:

"Tsk~, look at what a magnificent face this is. It was once the unattainable dream goddess in the minds of many men, and it was also charming in front of so many men. The fig leaf was forcibly torn off in front of the national audience to reveal the most slutty face. Look..., to be honest, as a woman, I sympathize with living like you."

When the sound fell, the audience at the scene didn't know who was taking the lead, and shouted: "Wen Shuning get off the stage——"

Then the atmosphere in the whole theater exploded in an instant, and Wen Shuning was ordered to get off the stage in unison.

At this time, on the live broadcast platforms across the country, the bullet screens also took off instantly, scrolling and shouting.

[Damn, return to the goddess?This is simply a vicious and world-famous bitch, who won't even save her own mother. 】

[Nauseous, want to vomit, still a first-class artist?Get out of the art world! 】

[I thought I had a crush on a goddess, but I didn't expect to be a slut who can pretend to be better than a prostitute. 】

[Won't Hua Ying come out to apologize?Is this the Goddess Wen character set created by Huaying? 】

[This kind of bitch can go to the big theater, she can go to today, and she has no affair with the boss of Huaying, I don't believe it. 】

……

[According to reliable sources, the boss of Huaying, Yan Jiuye, divorced his ex-wife because of Wen Shuning's involvement! 】

[Wen Shuning, get out of the art circle! 】

……

at the same time,

#Wen Shuning is a whore#、

#香淑宁消车白月兰音乐节#,

#文淑宁Get out of the art circle#,

#Wen Shuning Was Blocked#...
Hot search.

Because of the extremely bad impact of the #香淑宁# incident, art organizations at all levels and relevant government departments issued ultimatums one after another, stating that such misbehaving artists should be permanently banned, as a warning to others.

For a moment, Wen Shuning became a rascal in the public opinion, a street mouse that everyone shouted and beaten, miserable and desperate.

Before the awards ceremony was over, she slipped through the small door in disguise.

It's just that she had just walked out of the back door of the Imperial Theatre, when she was recognized by the illegitimate fan who was obsessed with her.

The illegitimate fan has always been terrifying, and as soon as she found her trace, she yelled frantically:

"Shuning, I love you, even if you are a prostitute, I still love you!"

With the crazy shouting of this illegitimate fan, it attracted a large wave of off-site audience and media.

Just when Wen Shuning was secretly thinking something wrong, the back of her head was hit hard by an unknown object, and then all kinds of things hit her.

There are fruit peels, trash, rotten eggs, and even people spitting and pissing on her face...

In short, when she was rescued by the police, her nose was bruised and her face was swollen, and her body was smelly and dirty.

When she finally got rid of the chasing crowd and gained a short safe space, she hurriedly took out her mobile phone from her carry-on bag and started calling for help.

The first call she made was Li Shenmu.

Because, Li Shenmu is in the imperial capital.

But Li Shenmu didn't answer.

Li Shenmu didn't get through on the phone, so Wen Shuning called Yan Xijing who was far away in Shengjing.

After all, she is a signed artist under Yanxijing Company.

After all, in her opinion, she is Yan Xijing's good bed partner, not to mention that she had protected Yan Xijing regardless of personal safety when he was in a car accident before...

So, she thought, no matter how ruthless Yan Xijing was, she would not ignore her.

Yan Xijing's call was quickly connected, and before she could say anything, the man's endless ridicule came: "Wen Shuning, you are very aggressive? You lied to me for so long!"

Three years ago, when this woman first signed a contract with Huaying, she tried her best to seduce him into bed, and said afterwards that it was her first time, which made him feel a little guilty towards her, which led to the subsequent involvement.

Huh~
It turned out that this woman was already a scumbag long before she met him, not only that, but also had a miscarriage and an abortion.

At this moment, after thinking about it for a while, Yan Xijing was disgusted to death.

On the other end of the phone, he kicked over a tea table, and said coldly: "For the sake of old love, I will ask your agent to send you a sum of money, and you will never come to me again from now on. "

After finishing speaking, Yan Xijing cut off Wen Shuning's phone call and blocked it decisively.

Wen Shuning looked at the blacked-out phone screen, tears fell one after another, and sat slumped on the ground with her knees hugged.

What is she going to do?
Without the protection of men, what will she do in the future?
Wen Shuning's mind went blank, she tremblingly opened the spare tires in the phone's address book, and made calls one after another.

A lot of people refused, even if they got connected, they either abused her or ruthlessly mocked her, and even asked directly: how much is a night.

Wen Shuning fell into deep despair, not knowing what to do, and even thought that it would be better to die than to live like this?
It wasn't until a bunch of lights knocked down in front of her that she forced herself to look up.

A man with a clear and cold aura, he turned off the lights and got out of the car.

When Wen Shuning saw the man's handsome face with incomparably tough features, his eyes lit up obviously, and he eagerly greeted him.

However, the men took a step back and distanced themselves from each other.

The corners of Wen Shuning's bruised lips twitched, and she murmured: "...Ah Mu, are you here to help me?"

Li Shenmu just looked at her coldly, and after a long time, he mocked in a low voice: "You have today and today, you are all in your own cocoon, and you can't blame others."

Hearing this, tears welled up in Wen Shuning's eyes, "...Ah Mu, don't you even care about me? If you don't even care about me, I'll have nowhere to go in my life."

The wind on the bridge was very strong, and Wen Shuning's curvy figure looked very thin in the wind, which made Li Shenmu a little unbearable.

After all, this woman was the one he had truly loved.

Li Chenmu looked at her in a state of distress at this moment, his throat rolled deeply, he took out a bank card from his body, handed it to her hand, and said coldly:
"This is all my savings for the past few years." After a pause, "This is the maximum I can do for you."

After finishing speaking, Li Shenmu turned around and left.

Wen Shuning hurried to catch up, but she couldn't be faster than Li Shenmu's car.

But after chasing for tens of meters along the way, Li Shenmu's car disappeared.

Despair, and more hate than deep despair.

Wen Shuning was not reconciled, she was not reconciled to being so broken.

She has been so unlucky since she was born, and she finally got the status she is today, and there are so many men who doted on her... When everything was so beautiful, it was all shattered by the appearance of this An Xiaoqi.

She can't just let it go!

She must make a comeback.

Wen Shuning quickly calmed down and turned around.

A red Ferrari drove by not far away, and that license plate was Wen Shihao.

Wen Shuning narrowed her eyes, thinking about it.

She calculated the distance, and when the car approached, she crossed the road under the premise of ensuring that she would not be knocked into a disability...

……

Half an hour later, the news that Wen's daughter, Wen Shi, was so bumpy became a trending search.