Rebirth Group Favorite: The Big Brother's Beautiful Wife Is A Little Sweet

"You didn't commit suicide?" Gu Chen said in surprise.

"You just committed suicide! How dare I live to be a hundred years old!"

"Then why don't you answer the phone?"

"I'm so tired these days, I wanted to take a bath to relax, but I fell asleep, and my phone was outside..." Chu Zimo stood where he was, and picked up the towel slowly, "Didn't I already Having said that, although I am now swallowed up by gossip, I will definitely not be knocked down, I want to make a comeback!"

"There is no need to make another comeback."

Ni Ming walked in.

"Brother Ming? You're here too?" Chu Zimo froze for a moment, then his face collapsed.

Is this situation worse than he imagined?

"You're cleansed."

"What?"

Chu Zimo didn't react for a while: "What do you mean?"

"On the surface."

Ni Ming looked at him and smiled slightly: "Chu Zimo, you turned over."

"Damn it? I knew the company wouldn't give up on me! Awesome!"

Chu Zimo clapped his hands, rushed over excitedly, hugged Ni Ming, wrapped his legs around him, and hung on his body.

"Brother Ming, thank you! I love you! I love the company! I love this world!"

Han Xi kicked him off.

"Stupid! The bath towel fell off, pick it up for me, you are walking the bird!!"

Ni Ming pushed his glasses.

"This time, you don't rely on the company to clean up your crimes, but Li Zhuo, a reporter from Xinrui Weekly."

Chu Zimo was confused: "Who is Li Zhuo?"

Gu Chen gave him the phone.

After watching the replay of Yan Yan's live broadcast, Chu Zimo understood what was going on.

This……

There was so much information that he almost didn't digest it.

So, Yan Yan actually framed him with that sissy Yang Xiao? !

"I have already contacted Li Zhuo before I came here. He said that he was just showing up for this matter. In fact, there is someone else who helped you. He didn't say who he was, but said that if he really wants to see you, he will be there in three days. People will come to the villa to find you in person."

Ni Ming said something slowly.

"Someone else?"

Chu Zimo was very surprised: "Which expert is it?"

Just when he was wondering, there was a sudden sound of a mobile phone vibrating in the room.

Chu Zimo flew over and picked up his mobile phone on the table.

"Little words?"

"Brother, congratulations~"

Chu Ziyan's voice was joyful, with a hint of coquettish ending: "Brother, do you want to know who helped you?"

"I want to! Of course I want to!" Chu Zimo was very excited.

"I know who this person is."

"Really? Who is it?"

"To tell you the truth... In fact, this person is me!"

Hearing this, Chu Zimo showed a helpless expression: "Okay Xiaoyan, stop joking, I thought you really knew."

It seems that I really don't believe it...

Chu Ziyan said slowly: "I really know, and the person who helped you told me that she appreciates you very much, and decided to go to your villa to meet you in person in three days."

What she said was actually the same as Ni Ming's.

Chu Zimo instantly believed it.

"You really know?! Then what should I prepare?"

"Just prepare a table of feasts. Three days later, the boss who helped you will naturally come to find you~"

"...Big meal? Good."

Chu Zimo hung up the phone in a daze.

The big guy behind it... Could it be that he is an idiot?

……

A certain hospital in Yuncheng.

Yan Yan was lying on the bed, holding her mobile phone and watching the curses of everyone on the Internet, her lungs hurt from anger.

"damn it……"

As soon as she opened her mouth, she pulled the wound at the corner of her mouth, the pain made her tears almost fall.

"Sigh~"

She took a deep breath and suppressed her anger.

Not to mention the car overturned this time, and the serious injury, the child in the stomach is gone.

It doesn't matter what the child is, it's just this face...

She turned on the phone camera, looked at her horrifying wound inside, and burst into anger.

The doctor said there was a high chance of scarring.

At that time, I don't know if I can have a plastic surgery. Fortunately, this time I opened the live streaming rewards, and those idiots gave her millions of rewards.

Thinking of this, Yan Yan's heavy heart finally calmed down a little.

After that, the live broadcast platform was opened.

I want to withdraw the reward money from everyone on the platform.

But when I went in, I found it was gone.

There's nothing left.

The rewards that originally amounted to millions were empty.

The line in the amount column shows a conspicuous "0"!

her money...

Yan Yan froze for a few seconds, almost thinking that she had an illusion.

She opened her eyes wide suddenly and let out a ghostly cry: "Ah!"

Pulling the corner of his mouth, blood oozes from the wound that was originally stitched.

But she has no time to care about it.

Yan Yan covered the corner of her mouth, and let out a terrified cry: "Where's my money...my money...my money is gone!"

She yelled restlessly for a moment, and then the door of the ward was suddenly opened.

It was not the medical staff who walked in, but a well-looking middle-aged man.

"Are you Yan Yan?"

"It's me..." Yan Yan looked at him with some anxiety, "Who are you?"

"I'm a lawyer from Huang En Entertainment. This is a lawyer's letter from our company. You should receive a court summons tomorrow." The man's mouth opened and closed, and Yan Yan gradually began to panic.

"You and Yang Xiao slandered and framed our artiste Chu Zimo, we will sue you... Oh, by the way, Yang Xiao also exposed other things about your drug trafficking and drug use, and we will also deal with it at that time. "

"Yang Xiao?!" Yan Yan's eyes burst into cold light, she bit her lip, opened her terrifying mouth, and said sharply, "This scum! What kind of guy is he himself? I want to expose him too, he Misappropriating the company's money, he even poisoned the company's artists..."

"These, you keep them and go to the court to bite dogs with him."

The lawyer glanced at her coldly, threw the lawyer's letter to her, then turned and left.

At the same time, on the other side, Chu Ziyan sat in front of the computer with his chin propped up, carefully counting the amount he had received.

"More than 130 million... well, I'll accept these as mental damages for my second brother."

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