if love is invisible

There was the first sentence as a gimmick, and a large number of netizens flooded in, but after reading the full text, I found that except for the first sentence, the rest were all unrelated to hot events. The only dry stuff was: Han Feishen and Song Siyu are husband and wife; Song Siyu It is indeed a close relationship with Mingjing.

But as to how close the relationship is, the entire interview did not mention a word.

This blog post, which seemed to be a response but not a response, stunned everyone. Netizens opened their brains and showed their skills in the comment area, pushing the incident to another peak.

The traffic of the account of 'Miss Quan Er' has reached [-] million in one day!

Early the next morning, Meng Xia looked at the income from the shared advertising section in the backstage. She trembled with excitement and shouted to Mo Zhilan: "Xiaolan! We're alive! 500 million! 500 million!"

Mo Zhilan stared at the readings all night, and fell asleep at dawn, when she heard Meng Xia's cry, she jumped up: "What? 500 million? Did I hear correctly?!"

"Look backstage!"

Meng Xia asked her to look at the data in the background. The 500 million is still the income after the commission of the platform. I haven't looked at the WeChat official account and Toutiao account, but the two sides will lag behind due to the problem of push, and the temporary income is not as good as that of Weixin. Bo.

500 million, each of them can buy a big house!
The mobile phone on the table rang suddenly, it was an unfamiliar call, Meng Xia answered it immediately, and the person who heard the call said: "Miss Meng, I am Liu Xinghe, Young Master Han's assistant, Young Master Han asked me to ask you, are you free tonight?" Have a meal."

Meng Xia held back her ecstasy, and answered cautiously: "I'm free."

Assistant Liu hung up the phone after giving the address and time, and turned to report to Han Feishen: "President, we have already made an appointment with Ms. Meng."

Han Fei hummed, without even raising his head. After a while, he found that Assistant Liu was still in the office. He raised his eyebrows: "Speak directly."

"President, do you really want to have dinner with Miss Meng?"

Han Feichen looked at him: "What's wrong?"

Assistant Liu said embarrassingly: "If you are photographed by the media, the misunderstanding between you and the president's wife will deepen."

Han Feishen suddenly felt sad, and asked Assistant Liu: "Do you think she will care?"

Assistant Liu choked, and stammered: "Should, I will care about it!"

Han Fei smiled wryly, waved him back, and when Assistant Liu was about to walk out, he suddenly said, "Meng Xia is very smart, she knows what I mean by asking her out to dinner."

Assistant Liu was in a trance, Han Shao asked Meng Xia to have dinner, didn't he simply have dinner, and had some ulterior motive?What is the intention?
Before he could figure it out, a figure rushed out from the elevator like the wind. Ding Qing saw that it was Song Ci, Young Master Song, and he quickly hugged him by the waist: "Young Master Song, calm down!"

Song Ci pointed at Han Fei in the office with a brick in one hand, and was about to die of anger: "Liu Xinghe, let me go! I will beat this heartless man for my sister today! Anyone who dares to bully my Song family, live!" Tired and crooked!"

Assistant Liu heard that Song Ci didn't drink, so he let go: "Okay, Young Master Song, you can go."

Song Ci paused.

Don't you even try to persuade me?
Assistant Liu even gave him a push.

Song Ci took advantage of the opportunity and put two bricks on Han Feichen's table: "Explain, what do you mean by 'really closer than friends'? Apart from couples, there are only family members who are closer than friends! My sister and I are family members?! Do you know that your response like this is nailing my sister to the pillar of moral shame?!"

"Han Feichen, Xue'er is gone, but you are still husband and wife. My sister still has your baby in her womb, and it will be born in a few months! Others don't know what kind of person my sister is, don't you know? She can give up her life for you! How can you convict her just because of one or two pictures in the media and push her to the end? "

Song Ci was about to cry: "Are you worthy of my third uncle and aunt's trust in you?! Are you worthy of the oath you swore to her in the Civil Affairs Bureau?!"

He picked up a brick and threw it at Han Feishen. Han Feishen didn't hide, and was hit directly.

Song Ci was stunned: "You, why don't you hide for a while!"

One is his sister, the other is his brother, with fleshy palms and backs, why is it so difficult for him? !

Only then did Han Feichen look up at him: "If I really poured cold water on her, I would have died by Song Xigu's knife."

"Then, then maybe Brother Xigu hasn't turned his head around yet! His wife is brain dead, his parents are gone, and his second uncle has disappeared abroad. Maybe he doesn't have time to read these news online at all!"

Han Fei sighed deeply: "...the sixth child, Mingjing's mother is also surnamed Yu, and she is a sister of the same clan as my mother."

Song Ci: ...

Why didn't you tell me sooner!

Aren't relatives closer than friends? !
Song Ci heaved a sigh of relief, and sat down on the sofa: "I think you and your wife just love to torment me. My dad drove me over without breakfast in the morning."

Han Feishen: "...I forgot, with your intelligence, you can't think of these connections, and you won't look into them."

Thinking about it carefully, even Song Xigu, Liang Jingyu, and Li Zhaoran were not in a hurry. They looked like old gods, and it seemed that they had already found out, but they kept it from him, and he was the only one jumping up and down... ...Even if you are a brother, you can't make a fool of yourself like this!

Song Ci was injured, so he turned around and left. He had to calm down and think about whether he wanted to be brothers with these brothers!

The office was quiet again. Han Feishen processed the emails for a while, and suddenly felt a little suffocated, as if invisible hands pulled his heart to both sides, and his vision blurred. He shook his head vigorously, and his mind became more dizzy. , more pain.

There was a shadow in front of his eyes, and the voice of Assistant Liu talking on the phone outside seemed to come from the sky. He opened his eyes with difficulty, but saw a crack in the floor, and countless hands stretched out from the crack, grabbing his feet and pulling him to the ground. drop down.

"President!!"

Assistant Liu's exclamation suddenly sounded. Han Feishen closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the strange shadow in front of him disappeared, his legs were free, and the feeling of suffocation in his chest was gone.

"What's wrong with you, President?" Assistant Liu asked urgently.

Han Fei waved his hand: "It's okay, I'm just a little tired."

"You look bad, CEO, why don't we go to the hospital to have a look?"

"No, I'll go to sleep and call me in two hours." Saying that, Han Fei sank into the lounge and closed the door.

Assistant Liu went back to his seat and looked at a few documents. Recalling Han Fei's serious expression just now, he felt that something was wrong. He hesitated for a while, but still called Liang Jingyu. Liang Jingyu rushed over after listening.

Assistant Liu stopped him: "Doctor Liang, Song Shaolai scolded him just now, he may not be in a good mood, you—"

Just as they were talking, there was a loud noise of a heavy object falling to the ground in the lounge, and the expressions of the two of them changed, and they hurried in.

Han Fei sat on the ground with a dazed expression. Hearing the sound of the door, he turned his face and said, "Old Five, why are you here?"

Liang Jingyu asked him softly what happened just now.

Han Fei smiled deeply: "It's nothing, I turned too hard and fell off the bed."

Liang Jingyu said, "Are you free? Let's have lunch together."

Han Fei nodded deeply.

Liang Jingyu motioned to Assistant Liu to let him go out first, then closed the door and looked back at Han Feichen.

Han Feishen's face was pale and he smiled forcedly.

"you are sick."

Liang Jingyu sat on the ground with him, and asked tentatively, "What did you see just now?"