Young Master Chu's sweetheart wife

At the same time, Song Qianxi got in the car and sent a WeChat message to Zheng Xueying.

After receiving an accurate reply, Song Qianxi put away her phone and said, "Mu Han, go to Xue Ying's."

Chu Muhan glanced at the time on the car screen, "It's almost twelve o'clock, why don't you go find her?"

In the past, Song Qianxi didn't break up with Song Mianmian because she was jealous of the Song family's upbringing, and saved face for her everywhere. Now that Song Mianmian has gone too far and even involved her life, she can no longer just sit around and wait for death.

Song Qianxi made up her mind and said firmly: "I want to use Xue Ying's fans to expose Song Mianmian live."

When she spoke out her inner thoughts, Chu Muhan questioned, "Based on your own words?"

Song Qianxi tilted her head and said with a broken smile, "Are you stupid? The accounts and numbers you investigated are all evidence."

Chu Muhan couldn't help laughing, "Yes, I forgot, so let's go to Xueying's house now."

He started the car and turned his head to look at Song Qianxi from time to time.

After this incident, she transformed.

Chu Muhan was gratified and distressed. The gratified thing was that she had grown up and would no longer be emotional. The distressed thing was that she had paid a painful price, but all living beings were not like this.

Zheng Xueying and Yin Fei rented a duplex building, and their assistants, makeup artist and photographer also lived together.

When they arrived at her house, the others were already asleep.

Zheng Xueying brought the two of them to the live broadcast room. There were a variety of cosmetics in the magnificent live broadcast room, which was simply a paradise for girls. However, Song Qianxi was indifferent to these, and sat in front of the live broadcast camera without even looking at them.

She asked uncertainly, "Have you started yet?"

Zheng Xueying shook her head, "Not yet, what are you going to broadcast live?"

Song Qianxi said: "Clarify the plagiarism of comics."

Zheng Xueying nodded, and immediately sent a message on Weibo.

[The author of "Master Bidong Wife" Qianxi clarifies the plagiarism. 】

Just as he was about to turn on the live broadcast, Chu Muhan shouted, "Wait a minute, this recording will be useful later."

Song Qianxi took the phone, and Qiao Yexin cried and begged. The recording was cut off, leaving only Qiao Yexin explaining Han Ziqi's death and stealing the outline.

"You actually recorded it?"

In her opinion, Chu Muhan didn't bother to do such a thing.

"Prevent problems before they happen."

Chu Muhan said it as a matter of course, and Zheng Xueying gave a thumbs up in agreement.

There is also a screenshot of the account name in the phone, which is enough evidence to confirm Song Mianmian's crime.

When ready, Zheng Xueying clicked on the live broadcast channel.

She is worthy of being a big internet celebrity with tens of millions of fans. Even if she had not notified the live broadcast in advance, tens of thousands of people were watching the live broadcast.

【Hey, where is my goddess Sakura? 】

Immediately, the barrage changed the painting style again, and all the topics revolved around Song Qianxi.

[This person looks familiar, isn't he Song Qianxi?Damn, why did you run into the live broadcast room of Goddess Sakura, call the police! 】

[Yes, yes, call the police quickly, did Goddess Sakura also encounter an accident? 】

Zheng Xueying looked at the barrage, sat next to Song Qianxi, and greeted everyone kindly and skillfully, "Hey babies, Qianxi is my good friend and will not hurt me. And the previous things were all misunderstandings, she Came here to clarify."

Song Qianxi was very unnatural when facing the camera, and always felt weird talking into the phone.

Zheng Xueying poked her arm, motioning her to speak quickly.

Song Qianxi coughed twice, cleared her throat, and said in a serious voice: "Thank you for watching the live broadcast so late, I will listen to a recording for you without talking nonsense."