The sand sculpture is rebellious and loves to cause trouble for others.

That night, a piece of news about Ye Qinghuan spending the New Year with a beautiful man quietly appeared on the hot search. In the blurry picture, Ye Qinghuan was surrounded by beautiful men and led to the car until they reached a nearby high-end apartment and never came out again.

And this explosive scene immediately woke up the late-nighters who were diving at night. They zoomed in and observed and groped to confirm that the time, place and people were correct. They just had a meal and made a speech.

[Look at how well this celebrity eats, what a figure...you don’t need to look at his face to know that he is handsome...]

[Oh my god, Ye Qinghuan is too morally corrupt. Why is this celebrity still called a duck? It was also exposed, and it was almost invisible. ]

[Wait a minute, why do the backs of these two people look familiar? ]

[Don’t be excused, the picture is real, Ye Laiqiang deserves to be Ye Laiqiang, the real owner is as strong as the fans]

[Well, the background of this picture is a high-end apartment, priced but not marketed! ! ]

Suddenly, countless anti-fans swarmed out, like flies finding a crack in an eggshell, and kept pouring into the post, frantically beating Ye Qinghuan for his immoral and immoral behavior.

How can Ye Laiqiang and the others endure these unscrupulous keyboard warriors who slander their rightful owner? Next year, they will start to fight back against Heizi's clamor.

Suddenly, the annual anti-gang PK was in full swing online.

As for the real owner, he was falling into a dream and sleeping sweetly.

Suddenly, countless anti-fans swarmed out, like flies finding a crack in an eggshell, and kept pouring into the post, frantically beating Ye Qinghuan for his immoral and immoral behavior.

How could Ye Laiqiang and the others endure these unscrupulous keyboard warriors who slandered their rightful owner? They were only a year old and began to fight back against Heizi's clamor.

Suddenly, the anti-gang PK, which opened at the same time as the annual New Year's Day festival, was in full swing online.

As for the real owner Ye Qinghuan, he had already fallen into a dream and had sweet dreams.

Su Yunze and Su Yunzhan, who had drunk alcohol, rarely had a peaceful sleep when the holidays came, until they were awakened by their respective biological clocks the next day.

Of course, one step earlier was the bombardment of text messages from the assistant.

Chen Zhu, who had been busy criticizing all night, almost burst into tears when he saw the phone call being answered.

The whole night, he and the keyboard man fought against each other all night, and finally he looked forward to the dawn - the leader's instructions.

"You make a statement with this picture, and there is no need to say anything else."

Su Yunzhan, who quickly got into work mode, took out his computer and browsed through the online comments, then directly sent a few photos to Chen Zhu.

When the black fans and Ye Laixiang who had been fighting fiercely all night were in a stalemate, a family photo and a photo of the three brothers and sisters with a feast under the fireworks show last night appeared under the Su family's official account, briefly and clearly explaining who was with Ye Qinghuan last night. identity of.

Looking at the three identical figures in the comparison picture, Heizi, who was still shouting, was directly thrown away.

And the unyielding Heizi himself said that Ye Qinghuan asked the Su family for help, used money and power to clean up the network, and found someone to criticize.

Everyone in Su's Network Department, who had been working hard all night, exploded in anger!

It’s okay to slander them, but not their God of Wealth!

As a result, countless people spontaneously took out their private accounts and uploaded various candid pictures of last night, pictures of Ye Qinghuan and Su Yunze sneaking around, Ye Qinghuan lying on the glass window and peeping obscenely, and even coolie Su Yunze carrying a lot of takeaways. pictures of boxes,

Various pictures confirmed the whereabouts of the three people last night, further proving the close relationship between the three Su brothers and sisters.

From then on, the black men dared to speak out, and the duck-calling incident came to light immediately.

Some netizens spoke boldly and lamented that the handsome guy whom netizens regarded as a duck turned out to be the man they couldn't get without losing their fortune.

At this time, Ye Laixiang and the others laughed, while the black men who were scolded and even had no pants left cried.

Because, early in the morning, with dark circles under their eyes, they received letters from Su's lawyers one after another, and the first one to bear the brunt was Zhou Xinxin, who threw his cell phone down in anger.

“Bitches, bitches—all bitches—”

"Obviously I am your biological sister, but you all help her but not me!! What's so good about that vase? You go around seducing men just because you have a face, frame it with paper!"

The more Zhou Xinxin thought about it, the angrier she became. Looking at the lawyer's letter thrown aside, she tore it into pieces and stamped on it twice.

"Xinxin, why are you so angry!"

Gu Fei, who was getting up, looked at the messy living room and stopped arranging her hair.

Zhou Xinxin entered the nest as a baby bird, flew into Gu Fei's arms and sobbed softly. Apart from being pitiful, the viciousness just now could be seen on her little face.

"Mom - wuwuwu, why don't I go back to my father's place in the United States? Except for you, my two brothers here don't like me... Wuwuwuwu... I just saw Ye Qinghuan having sex with two men late at night on the Internet. It’s not clear. If you kindly try to persuade your brother, they will..."

Zhou Xinxin glanced at the conspicuous lawyer's letter on the ground, and her tears were like broken pearls.

Gu Fei looked at how pitiful she was, and hugged her tightly to comfort her.

"Oh, my good baby, don't say this again. You have agreed to return to China to develop and stay with your mother in the future. You can't go out of your way to do the opposite.

You have just graduated from Tich Academy of Arts. Entering the National Dance Theater is a rare development opportunity. Your mother has already found a way. All you need is a line from Su Jinchen to ensure that you become the next principal of the National Dance Theater! "

Hearing this, Zhou Xinxin was so excited that she almost collapsed with a pitiful expression. She looked at Gu Fei in surprise and asked,

"Mom, is this true, Mom? Ahhhh-I love you so much, Mom!!"

Seeing Gu Fei nod, Zhou Xinxin swooped over and hugged Gu Fei, her whole body showing her surprise and pleasure.

Gu Fei watched her daughter turn from sadness to joy, and the smile on her face deepened. She stroked Zhou Xinxin's soft hair to comfort her.

"You should practice your famous dance seriously during this period and be prepared to be a blockbuster. Leave the rest to mom."

Zhou Xinxin nodded obediently, a hint of guilt flashed across her face, but it turned into emotion under Gu Fei's eyes.

Ye Qinghuan, who had just woken up, opened her mobile phone and saw the familiar 99+ chat history and 99+ missed calls that she had become accustomed to.

She looked at the numbers and sighed again,

The storm always comes when you are asleep, and then you calm down after you wake up!

She glanced at it bit by bit and was stunned by last night's bank account information.

One, ten, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one million...oh my god...

The four gods of wealth in her family gave her money last night!

Ahhhhh, she screamed with excitement, jumped up from the 180-square-meter big bed, and rolled ten times in mid-air to vent her excitement.

Then she endured the trembling hands and sent the first rainbow fart of the new year to her God of Wealth one by one.