The days of Kuai Chuan's counterattack with a male god

Chapter 573 National Male God (32)

crackle crackle.

Countless precious things were smashed to pieces by Nan Qing.

She yelled ferociously: "It's all caused by that bitch Shen Wushuang. He's such a bad boy. Why can he be reused by grandpa? Why can he steal my limelight? My future is up to me. Why can't I be in the entertainment industry?" Wait around?"

Aunt Shen grabbed her wrist: "Daughter, why are you getting so angry? These things are your favorite."

Nan Qing sat on the sofa with her arms folded and her legs crossed: "Xiaoqing, what's the use of being so angry? Do you think grandpa can see it?"

"Brother, she was bullied, and you won't help me."

"Why don't I help you anymore? Did you do what I thought of for you last time?"

Nan Qing sat on the sofa fiercely, thinking of how angry she was at the Shen family today, she was so angry that she wanted to kill Shen Wushuang.

"I'm still thinking about it."

She was afraid that she would put herself in it when the time came.

"There's nothing to think about. If you're not cruel, it's normal for you to be suppressed." Nan Qing sneered: "Think about how she treated you when you were recording the show today, completely disregarding your face, Trample you underfoot."

Hearing what the two siblings said, Aunt Shen asked worriedly: "What are you two talking about? What is it? What are you hiding from me?"

Nan Qing cried and said wronged: "Mom, Shen Wushuang treats us like this, we can no longer just sit idly by, I must make her pay the price."

"What are you going to do?" Aunt Shen felt a great panic.

The corner of Nan Qing's mouth curved into a sneer: "This time, I will ruin Shen Wushuang's reputation."

……

the next day.

Wushuang opened his eyes, and the first picture he saw was the man's handsome face.

Perhaps it was because he had just woken up, the man's eyes were sleepy and his hair was slightly messy, but it didn't affect his heroic spirit at all.

"Morning." Wushuang put his hands under the side of his face.

Ye Qianye held her hand and interlocked his fingers: "Good morning, it would be great if I could wake up and see you every day."

"If you want, you can." Wushuang lowered her eyes, then raised her eyes: "Qianye, if we can't get married, do you mind?"

Picking up Wushuang's white hand and putting it on his lips, Ye Qianye kissed the back of her hand: "As long as you can always be by my side, I naturally don't care about a piece of paper."

"A marriage certificate is a constraint on two people."

"If the heart is not together, there is no evidence to restrain it."

Hearing Ye Qianye's answer, Wushuang's mouth curved into a satisfied and happy smile.

If this kind of words were heard from another man, Wushuang might feel that the other party was making excuses, but when it came from Ye Qianye's mouth to his own ears, he felt that it was extremely sweet and affectionate.

Perhaps this is the power of love.

No matter what the other party does, it feels right.

The two looked at each other with unresolved tenderness in their eyes.

But at such a warm moment, the mobile phone on the bedside table suddenly rang.

Wushuang pouted, early in the morning, who would disturb the romantic atmosphere they just created?

Wushuang took out his mobile phone, which had Huang Pinyan's name on it.

"what?"

"Master, something has happened, why are you still wandering outside?" Huang Pinyan's voice came anxiously on the phone.

Wushuang sat up: "What happened?"

"Look at the news, it's full of negative information about you, you've been attacked by your full screen name."

Just as Huang Pinyan finished speaking, Wushuang's phone number from manager Song Lan popped up again: "Song Lan's call is coming, I won't tell you for now."

He hung up Huang Pinyan's call and answered Song Lan's directly.

"Wushuang, where are you?"

(End of this chapter)