Zhan Ye's little Jiaojiao has hung up

Zhan Beixiao spoke abruptly, and looked at Zhan Beiye.

"Eating CP is..." Zhan Beiye hesitated for a moment, and organized his words: "It's fans showing support for their favorite couple..."

couple?

Zhan Beixiao frowned, and there was a glimmer of darkness in his eyes.

If this is regarded as CP, then why Rong Jiang and Bai Yangyang?

Bai Yangyang didn't notice the change in him. After eating and drinking enough, he got up and went back to the bedroom.

Zhan Beiye left after watching the play.

Zhan Beixiao went to the study room, for the first time, instead of dealing with business, he turned on his phone.

There are almost no unnecessary apps on his phone.

There is not even Weibo, the gathering place for eating melons.

He downloaded Weibo, and all he saw was news about Bai Yangyang.

There are even many fans on the Internet who set up support clubs to support Bai Yangyang and Rong Jiang.

Most of the topics are people who eat melons.

One by one, Zhan Beixiao searched his name, but found no such person.

He and Bai Yangyang are the real couple, why no one loves them?

Zhan Beixiao's eyes changed slightly, and he fiddled with him for a long time, but to no avail.

A moment later, Zhan Beixiao dialed Jiang Xun's phone number: "What are you doing?"

"Playing games, Lord Zhan, what's the matter?"

Jiang Zi was careless.

Zhan Beixiao didn't say a word, but pursed his thin lips tightly.

Hearing that there was no movement over there, Jiang Zun thought something was wrong, and immediately quit the game: "Master Zhan, what's wrong? What news is there on the Internet?"

Zhan Beixiao was ashamed to say that he also wanted to set up a support club.

"Ah."

When Jiang Xun asked this question, he went down the steps: "Come here."

Jiang Xun hung up the phone, drove to Yueya Xiaozhu, opened the study door, panting.

"Master Zhan, what's the matter?"

Zhan Beixiao stared at the phone with a look of bitterness and hatred: "How to form a support club?"

"what?"

Jiang Xun was stunned.

Zhan Beixiao handed over the phone: "Well, I want to get one."

Jiang Zun glanced at it, his face darkened: "Master Zhan, you called me here because you want to do this????"

Fan support club?
Super talk?

Is this what happened?

Zhan Beixiao looked indifferent: "No?"

Jiang Xun took a deep breath, "Okay, okay, of course."

Jiang Xun took the mobile phone and taught with his hands.

Two hours later, Zhan Beixiao looked at the formed fan support club and Chaohua.

Nodding with satisfaction: "Go find some fans and suppress the topic of her and Rong Jiang."

Bai Yangyang can't connect with other people.

Even if it's a woman!
Jiang Zi: "..."

Lord Zhan, why bother?

Is it appropriate for you, a high-ranking and domineering president, to personally end up as the president of the support club?

Bai Yangyang didn't know it at all. When he came out of the bathroom, he didn't see Zhan Beixiao.

After finding the study, Jiang Xun came out with a pale face.

"Jiang Zi, why are you here?"

Jiang Xun forced a smile: "Little sister-in-law, good evening, I'm leaving first."

Zhan Beixiao slowly put away his phone, and reached out to Bai Yangyang.

Bai Yangyang walked over, "What's wrong with Jiang Xun, is he in a bad mood?"

How do you look, listless?
Zhan Beixiao glanced at Jiang Zun's back: "I don't know, maybe I'm tired."

Jiang Zi: ...

Really tired.

Tired heart.

After Jiang Zun left, Bai Yangyang was pressed on his lap by Zhan Beixiao: "The state banquet is about to start, are you nervous?"

"Fortunately."

Bai Yangyang has opened his eyes in this life, and he has already forgotten what nervousness is.

"Pang Rong, should I ask someone to deal with it?"

"No, after the state banquet is over, Pang Rong is still useful, now... keep it."

Bai Yangyang hugged Zhan Beixiao's neck, and there was a glimmer of darkness in his eyes.

The current Pang Rong is not a threat to her, and she is still useful.

Zhan Beixiao raised his eyebrows: "Have you read the posts on the Internet?"

"Pang Rong's? Didn't you watch it with Zhan Beiye just now?" Bai Yangyang seldom checked Weibo.

Zhan Beixiao's Adam's apple rolled slightly, pressed the back of her head, and kissed her.

"Well, let's see it another day."

In the study, warmth spreads.

Meanwhile, in the hospital.

Pang Rong saw that she was scolded on the trending searches. All the people who were on her side before now all sympathized with Bai Yangyang.

bang.

Pang Rong threw the phone out with a sullen face.

"Damn it, what's going on with Rong Jiang, Bai Yangyang was disqualified, she is naturally the lead dancer, why is she still helping Bai Yangyang?"

"Of course it's because Bai Yangyang and Rong Jiang have an unusual relationship."

Qiu Qionghua came in with a fruit basket, her face was extremely ugly, instead of embarrassing Bai Yangyang, she stuck Pang Rong in instead.

When Pang Rong heard this, she frowned: "Bai Yangyang and Rong Jiang?"

These two people have never been able to deal with each other. They even fought for the position of lead dancer before. How could it be unusual?
Qiu Qionghua laughed lightly: "You don't know yet, Bai Yangyang and Rong Jiang's brother have a very close relationship."

This is very artistic, a man and a woman have a very close relationship.

Anyone who cares can guess the connection between the two...

Pang Rong's complexion changed slightly, but she didn't say anything.

Qiu Qionghua patted Pang Rong's hand: "Pang Rong, Bai Yangyang actually did nothing wrong. If you apologize now, maybe there is still time for everything."

These words were like pouring a bucket of hot oil on Pang Rong's body, and the fire became more and more fierce in an instant.

"Apologize? Impossible, even if I die, I can't apologize!"

Pang Rong clenched her fists. What Qiu Qionghua said unintentionally before became the straw in her eyes.

Even if she dies, she will drag Bai Yangyang to hell!

After Qiu Qionghua left, Pang Rong was driven out of the hospital.

The nurse looked disdainful: "Fake suicide, it's not real, hurry up, don't waste resources here!"

When Pang Rong left the hospital, a group of reporters surrounded her with various questions.

The ugly words are beyond words.

Pang Rong clutched her chest and almost fainted from anger, but the reporters refused to let him go.

"Pang Rong, explain why you want to target Bai Yangyang?"

"Pang Rong, there is a post on the Internet saying that when you were in high school, you had a lot of love history. Do you have anything to say?"

"Pang Rong, did you fake suicide this time because you wanted to target Bai Yangyang, or was someone instigated, or did you want to challenge yourself because you were overwhelmed?"

"..."

Not far away, a black car slowly stopped.

Bai Yangyang sat in the carriage, his eyes fell on Pang Rong.

Mo Yan beside him frowned: "Are you really not in a hurry?"

Knowing what happened recently, Mo Yan wished he could get rid of Pang Rong, but was stopped by Bai Yangyang.

Bai Yangyang shook his head: "Brother, she is a mad dog now. The more she makes a scene, the more she can find out the people hiding behind. Now, she can't die."

In the end, Bai Yangyang looked at Mo Yan: "Brother, I have a plan and I want to ask you for help."

Looking at her twinkling eyes, Mo Yan always felt that something was wrong.

"You little girl, what bad idea are you thinking?"

Bai Yangyang smiled lightly and said nothing: "Brother, I am a very good person."

She spread her hands and said a few words, Mo Yan chuckled, reached out and touched her head: "Do as you say."

The corners of Bai Yangyang's mouth hooked slightly, and he didn't notice that Mo Yan's movements were too intimate for a while.

At this time, not far away, a hidden camera recorded all this scene.