Nightclub, your daughter-in-law has lost her vest again

One sentence made Qin Kexin utterly disgusted.

Qin Kexin was playing with a nail clipper in his hand, and accidentally poked his finger forcefully, putting the fire in his heart on the nail clipper.

"Oh my god, it hurts me to death!"

She didn't notice that the nail clipper pierced into the gap between the nails, and the pain was not ordinary.

The makeup artist was blowing her hair, and she was taken aback, "Miss Qin, what's wrong with you, are you all right?"

"Call the doctor!"

When she looked down, blood was bleeding between her fingernails.

The makeup artist was inexplicable, she was too delicate to call the entertainment company's doctor for such a minor injury.

However, he still went out and called someone over, fearing that Qin Kexin would say that he was negligent at work and lose his job.

Wen Mengxue snickered, and quickly changed the subject, "Ran Ran, our makeup artist hasn't arrived yet, so I'll call and ask if something happened on the way."

"Ah."

Qin Kexin was not in the mood to argue with Jin Yuran this time, and followed the doctor to the waiting room while pinching her fingers.

People have already gone out, and the voice of the woman howling outside can still be heard.

While waiting for the makeup artist, Jin Yuran flipped through the entertainment news on her mobile phone, and the front page news was all about the events of that day.

The comment area was very lively, and most people expressed their support for her.

Undoubtedly, these are her loyal fans, and there are also many black fans mixing up in the comments and pouring dirty water on her.

"I think she's just fooling around with these bastards. She's not good at character. Don't be fooled by her acting skills on the screen."

"Our 'celery' has good acting skills, and there is no scandal at all..."

Jin Yuran saw the boring comments of the black fans, and the corner of her mouth curved slightly, and she smiled lightly.

She didn't get angry. Fans have their own preferences, as long as they are themselves.

Wen Mengxue stared at her phone and asked curiously, "Who is Celery?"

"Who else." Jin Yuran chuckled, "Qin Kexin."

"Oh my god, Qin Kexin's brain is flooded. She really deserves to be her fan. Even the name of her fan club is so vulgar." Wen Mengxue complained, almost dying of laughter.

After reading the entertainment news, Jin Yuran couldn't help admiring Zheng Yun's manager, who made a clarification in advance, which not only cleared up the relationship with her, but also made fans not misunderstand what Zheng Yun and Qin Kexin had.

This method is very good. In comparison, Qin Kexin's agent is not as good as the other party in terms of strength and IQ.

Not only did they fail to suppress the negative news, but they also ruined Qin Kexin's previous establishment of good people.

"Xiaoxue, I have added several million fans on Weibo. You have time to help me take care of it. I really don't have time to read those comments. You try to reply to each one for me."

"Ok."

Qin Kexin originally wanted to hire someone to deal with her, but now it was Jin Yuran who benefited.

Those who spoke ill of her were inundated with comments from her millions of adoring fans.

Some people can't get in even if they want to take advantage of the loopholes.

Later, Wen Mengxue told Jin Yuran that the director was looking for her.

She came to the director's office, only the director was there, "Why didn't you tell everyone about such a big thing happened earlier."

It was only later that the director found out that this happened to her.

Jin Yuran calmly explained, "I'm afraid that everyone will worry about me and affect the filming progress of the film crew. After all, I am the heroine in the play. If you make an exception and give me a vacation, there must be other ideas."

The director appreciated her ideas and courage, "I didn't mean to blame you. Fortunately, your matter did not affect the ratings of the pilot show of the whole show. On the contrary, it made the show more popular. This is a good thing." .”

What he meant was that thanks to Jin Yuran, she was also ready to be sprayed, and there were people and people on the Internet, everyone.

"Thank you for your understanding."

She left after chatting with the director.

The next day.

Based on the ratings of the trial broadcast the day before, the crew prepared to re-shoot the ending scene. Fans on the Internet platform suggested that they should shoot some more plots.

The scene was successfully completed. Du Lin, who hadn't seen him for many days, appeared on the scene and came to the lounge to find Jin Yuran.

"Ran Ran, don't forget to go to a banquet tonight."

"Du Lin?" Jin Yuran was a little surprised when she saw him, "Long time no see, what have you been up to lately?"

Du Lin said that he stayed at home with Ying Wen and the children these days and did nothing.

They chatted for a while, Du Lin went to chat with the director, and then left.

night.

There were quite a few people attending the banquet. Today is Du Lin's treat. Ying Wen's physical condition has improved a lot, and he is in a good mood.

It was already around ten o'clock at night after Jin Yuran attended the banquet. When she got home, she walked into the living room softly, fearing that it would affect Ye Yunqiu and the children's rest.

"Miss Jin?"

She entered the living room, but saw Fang Wen cleaning in the living room.

What is she doing at home so late?
Jin Yuran had doubts in her heart, so she didn't say it out. She responded with a smile and asked, "Yunqiu came back with you? You are a guest at our house, so you don't need to help clean up."

Fang Wen took the initiative to work in his own home, a bit like she forced her to work.

If Ye Yunqiu saw it, there might not be any misunderstandings.

"Oh, Yunqiu is resting in the upstairs room after drinking too much." Fang Wen put down the rag in his hand and made a show. She guessed that Jin Yuran would come back at this time, but she didn't do much work. I asked the project director to have dinner, he was drunk and couldn’t drive, I drove him back.”

"Miss Fang, my husband will drink too much in the future. Please call me. I'll call my assistant or I'll pick him up in person. Don't bother you."

Jin Yuran's words are to warn Fang Wen to know who he is, and not to take the initiative to send his husband home without authorization.

Fang Wen smiled awkwardly and said nothing.

"Miss Jin, have you had dinner yet?"

"I ate at a party."

Fang Wen found something to talk about, and Jin Yuran felt uncomfortable.

But it was late at night now, and the private villa was far away from the city center. She was worried that if Fang Wen went back alone and encountered any accident, she would not be able to get rid of it.

She asked Fang Wen to stay at home temporarily for one night. There are so many rooms in the villa, so one room is not bad.

That's what Fang Wen meant, and he didn't refuse.

Jin Yuran went to the bathroom to take a shower and was about to go back to the room to sleep. Fang Wen then entered the bathroom, and only heard a plop, she turned and went back to the bathroom door.

"Miss Fang?"

"I accidentally slipped and fell." Fang Wen responded in the bathroom.

Jin Yuran realized something was wrong, and pushed open the door of the bathroom. Since the water on the bathroom floor was not dry, Fang Wen slipped and slipped when he went in wearing slippers. He sat on the floor, holding his left ankle tightly, with a painful expression on his face. .