There are bursts of crisp shutter sounds accompanied by dazzling flash lights.

The cameras and cameras in the hands of the entertainment journalists took pictures of Qin Beilian for a while, then turned their direction and snapped in the direction of Shen Jiayan and Pei Xuemin.

Shen Jiayan's ferocious expression was captured by more than a dozen cameras and cameras.

"Now is not the time for open shooting, please stop shooting."

Seeing that Shen Jiayan was not in good condition, Pei Xuemin rushed forward two steps, while blocking Shen Jiayan's face, while trying to dissuade the Yu Ji beside her.

At this moment, this group of entertainment journalists only wanted to dig out news about making money, they scrambled to find a location, took pictures of Shen Jiayan's face, and didn't listen to what Pei Xuemin said.

Pei Xuemin was forced to take two steps back by this group of crazy entertainment reporters, and accidentally bumped into Shen Jiayan's body.

Shen Jiayan panicked and was caught off guard by Pei Xuemin, she lost her center of gravity, sprained her feet, and fell to the ground.

Hearing a cry of pain from behind, Pei Xuemin hastily turned around.

Seeing Shen Jiayan's face pale and panic-stricken sitting on the ground, Pei Xuemin hastily stretched out her hand to help her up.

"Jayan, are you alright?"

Shen Jiayan made a fool of herself in public, her butt hurt from the fall, she glared at Pei Xuemin from embarrassment.

"You can't even handle a few entertainment reporters, Sister Pei, how did you become a manager?"

When she got up with Pei Xuemin's support, Shen Jiayan gritted her teeth and complained to Pei Xuemin in a low voice.

Pei Xuemin's face darkened instantly, she let go of Shen Jiayan's hand, and the tension in her eyes towards Shen Jiayan disappeared instantly.

"Our Jiayan is in a bit of a bad state right now, please raise your hand and stop taking pictures."

"Miss Pei, may I ask why Miss Shen is in a bad state?"

"Could it be that the relationship between Miss Shen and Mr. Qin has changed?"

"According to Reuters on the show "Golden Collar Beauty", it can be seen that Shen Yinghou's acting skills have regressed a lot. Is it because Shen Yinghou's poor condition has affected my acting skills?"

Pei Xuemin's pleading not only failed to dissuade the Yuji present, but aroused the curiosity of the Yuji present to dig up the news.

Shen Jiayan was forced into a corner by the video camera in Yuji's hand, with a dark face, she stared at Pei Xuemin with gritted teeth.

"Sister Pei, why don't you threaten these entertainment reporters with the law, or ask Bei Lian for help?"

In the current situation, managers usually use the law to protect their own artists and discourage paparazzi. If there are big names around, they will ask the big names for help.

"You have been an agent for so many years, why don't you even understand this?"

"I was so worried about you, I was in a hurry and forgot."

Without turning her head, Pei Xuemin dealt with Shen Jiayan in a cold tone.

"Miss Shen, Miss Pei, can you answer the question we just asked?"

A group of entertainment reporters kept asking questions.

Pei Xuemin glanced back and saw that Shen Jiayan's face was as white as paper, and then she said to the group of entertainment reporters in front of her with a serious face: "Artists have their own private space, if you don't listen to the advice, continue to use interviews as the basis Because, harassing my artist, I have no choice but to protect my artist through legal means."

The click of the flash and the shutter finally stopped.

But the group of paparazzi surrounding Shen Jiayan all showed unwillingness and did not leave with their shooting tools on their shoulders.

"Bei Lian."

Shen Jiayan was forced to have no choice but to look at Qin Beilian, and softly asked Qin Beilian for help.

Qin Beilian didn't look at her, waved his hands at a group of entertainment reporters, and said in a deep voice, "It's all gone."

Cherishing words like gold made a group of entertainment journalists trembling in fright, and hurriedly left with their shooting tools.

When the surroundings were empty, Shen Jiayan breathed a sigh of relief, and walked towards Qin Beilian's place.

Before she got close, Qin Beilian cast a glance at Pei Xuemin, and said in a deep voice, "Send Miss Shen away."

Pei Xuemin felt as if she was being stared at by the god of death, her heart tightened, and she rushed forward to hold Shen Jiayan back.

Seeing Qin Beilian and Yu Zichu get into the car, and the black limited-edition car sped away from the Four Seasons Hotel, Shen Jiayan's eyes burst out with unwillingness.

"President, shall I send you back to Guanlan to rest?"

Five minutes later, Yu Zichu glanced at the CEO in the back seat through the interior rearview mirror.

Seeing the two obvious slap marks on Qin Beilian's face, Yu Zichu felt a little sympathetic, and spoke carefully.

With such a painted face, the president is definitely not suitable to go to the company.

Ms. Yu's strikes are getting more and more ruthless. Such obvious slap marks will not disappear within two or three days.

It seems that he has to prepare a mask for the president again!
Qin Beilian slowly opened his eyes in the back seat, looked at the cab, and said calmly: "After tomorrow's entertainment gossip comes out, buy some sailors and bring a rhythm."

"President, you are helping Miss Yu, why didn't you tell Miss Yu clearly."

Qin Beilian cherished the words like gold, but Yu Zichu understood.

Yu Zichu frowned all of a sudden, feeling sorry for his own president.

Some time ago, Ms. Yu and the president, Shen Jiayan, were frequently searched together. Shen Jiayan and Shen Jiayan's fans played the rhythm together, which made many netizens believe that Ms. Yu intervened in the relationship between Shen Jiayan and the president, thinking that Ms. Yu was the mistress.

In order to help Ms. Yu clear the suspicion of the mistress, the president did not hesitate to slap Ms. Yu twice in front of the media, and lowered her posture to the dust in front of Ms. Yu, making the media and the people present think that it was the president who pestered Ms. Yu, and Yu The lady dismissed the president.

"You are so well-intentioned. If Miss Yu knows, she might be very touched."

"I told you to buy a navy, you just do it, so there is so much nonsense."

Qin Beilian interrupted Yu Zichu's words, because he opened his mouth, his masseter muscles were stretched, the corners of his mouth twitched in pain, and he hissed lightly.

That woman hit him harder and harder!

A few more slaps, will his face be disfigured!
"Don't go back to Guanlan, go to Xuanjing Hospital to find Zhao Muyun."

Yu Zichu thought that he was worried about Qin Yi'an, and was going to Xuanjing Hospital to visit Qin Yi'an, and said with some concerns: "President, if you go to the hospital to see Young Master An An, I'm afraid you will scare Young Master An An."

"It's not to see An An, but to ask Zhao Muyun to show me his face."

While answering Yu Zichu, Qin Beilian took a look in the inner rearview mirror.

Recently, he noticed that the little woman would occasionally look at his face with an expression of fascination.

"This face cannot be destroyed for the time being."

".Yes, President."

Qin Beilian's answer made the corner of Yu Zichu's mouth twitch slightly.

Half an hour later, the black limited-edition car parked in the underground garage of Xuanjing Hospital.

Qin Beilian and Yu Zichu took the elevator and went straight to Zhao Muyun's office.

"puff!"

Zhao Muyun was drinking a cup of coffee when he saw Qin Beilian showing his face, couldn't hold back for a moment, and spit out a mouthful of coffee.

"Second Qin, you've been beaten again."

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