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The strong woman Jiang Yuebai is actually a veteran in love, especially likes young and strong little fresh meat! #

A catchy headline smells like big news.

Sure enough, a few blurry but clear photos in it made people's heart skip a beat.

Jiang Yuebai raised his wine glass and smiled maliciously. The young man with a delicate face lowered his brows and eyes, and his thin lips were slightly pursed. His stubborn appearance made many female netizens feel distressed.

Under the bright moonlight, the beauty leaned against the table and could not retreat, her long hair blocked half of his face, and pale skin and smooth chin contours were faintly visible.

The slightly tilted head seems to be some big villain in front of him, and he is like a fragile and fragile product, being oppressed.

Not to mention that there are still a lot of comments below that are rhythmic, and those reporters also started to feel wronged for Yinsu.

It seems that Jiang Yuebai's sexual harassment of Yinsu is a real hammer.

"That's why I refuse to shoot magazines."

Yin Su sighed softly, his black eyelashes cast a weak shadow.

Zhao Qian next to him had lost all smiles.

It turned out that this was the reason why Yinsu dressed so attractively that day!

It was the first time he saw these pictures, and the more he looked at them, the angrier he became.

A cool hand rested on his shoulder.

The beauty who had revealed the ugly truth at this moment seemed unable to bear this kind of public humiliation. He put his chin on Zhao Qian's shoulder, covering half of his face.

The reporters who already thought this was the truth all sighed in their hearts.

It would be great if this kind of anise was dug up by oneself.

The corners of Yin Su's mouth, who buried his head in Zhao Qian's neck, curved slightly.

If someone observes carefully, they will find that the ultimate source of this news is a subsidiary of the Zhao Corporation.

As for money, it's better to make money for the Zhao family.

"I'm so mad, it's fine to poach my artists, but you still want to poach my corner!"

Zhao Qian here has fallen into a real anger.

Therefore, when someone asked about the relationship between Yin Su and him, Zhao Qian slammed the table and shouted in a deep voice: "What's the point of asking, this is my man, and I have to report to you if I fall in love." Are you ready?"

Everyone's heart trembled after being yelled at.

The secretary who followed behind calmly brushed his hair.

She has seen many small scenes.

But it was a rare occasion, and the paparazzi's natural instinct to find hot spots became the sharpest arrow.

"May I ask if you want to protect Mr. Yin's future by saying this, will you get married in the future, will you have children to inherit your family property, or are you serious about Mr. Yin and are willing to spend hundreds of millions of dollars to accompany a starlet?" Play."

A series of sharp questions will silence the venue.

It was the same reporter wearing a mask, the brim of his hat was lowered so that he couldn't see clearly.

Zhao Qian's face was livid, and before he could speak, his more explicit remarks became offensive.

"We all know some hidden rules in the circle. Mr. Yin is good-looking, and there is no shortage of people at first sight. Whether it is Mr. Zhao or Mr. Jiang, he is easy to catch. May I ask how many big money Mr. Yin has in private? There are few people who are active in the public, because there are people who don’t lack money, or because they don’t have time at all.”

Many reporters who had seen the big scene were so shocked by this speech that they could not speak.

When they were invited, they knew it was a grand feast, and they had interviewed many people, and they knew that rich people like Zhao Qian should not be offended.

Even though there were a lot of wild things mixed in, I felt a little cautious looking at the scene that didn't look like a press conference at all.

This man in the mask is really bold.

I don't know who is behind him to support him.

Yin Su rolled his eyes and found that the camera in front of the man was flashing a tiny light.

He lay on Zhao Qian's shoulder again, his lips moved slightly.

Zhao Qian's face changed and he beckoned.

Several tall men in black suits and sunglasses gathered around the venue.

The unsmiling bodyguard picked up the camera on the table and disassembled it after a few back and forth.

"There are miniature monitors and tape recorders in here."

Everyone else gasped, this person dared to play with such low-level things in front of Mr. Zhao.

Zhao Qian has been laughed out of anger.

The man was brought before him.

"Are you counting on me in my territory?"

His tone was full of pride and sarcasm.

"I dare to close this door because I bet that you won't take away what I don't want you to take away."

It was said to be a press conference, but it was actually just an open meeting and clarification meeting under Zhao Qian's control.

"Mr. Zhao, I want to ask you, what's so good about this man? Why did you identify him? Aren't you so-called upper-class people the best at throwing away after playing? Why can he enjoy everything to himself? I can still stay by your side until now!"

The man's tone has gradually changed, twisted and sharp.

Zhao Qian waved his hand and told the bodyguards to leave.

He put his arms around his chest, looked at the audience, and said loudly: "I don't care what other people do. Now, this is my man. Whether I get married or have children in the future has nothing to do with you. If you let me listen If you hear any news that slanders Yinsu, you should notify your boss to close the store."

This is crazy to say, but it also has confidence.

Because now everyone knows that the huge Zhao family enterprise is now in the hands of the Zhao family brothers.

As for the business tycoon Zhao Xun, not to mention other places, at least in City H, there are few people who can compare.

A hoarse laughter came out suddenly, and gradually grew louder.

"It shouldn't be like this. He should be like everyone else. He should be thrown away when he gets tired of being played. This is the rule of this circle. After thinking about it, doesn't he just have a face that no one else can compare to?"

Hearing that something was wrong, Yin Su frowned slightly.

Just as he was trying to speak, he saw the man take out a bottle from his bulging vest, and shouted hysterically, "Go to hell!"

A stream of transparent liquid poured straight towards the two of them, but Yin Su was buried on Zhao Qian's shoulder, and Zhao Qian's face was the first to bear the brunt.

At this moment, Yin Su quickly grabbed Zhao Qian's two hands and held Zhao Qian's head with the other hand.

With a "bang", Zhao Qian's forehead hit the corner of the table, and a cool body lay on his back.

There were screams all around, and the sound of messy and hurried footsteps sounded in the venue.

The man's limbs were restrained, but he still screamed frantically.

The mask was ripped off, revealing a face that had failed plastic surgery.

The originally young and fair skin became pitted, even rotted, his face was stiff and weird, and his facial features were out of balance. He didn't know how much this man had done to his face.

"Indian...Indian..."

Zhao Qian murmured a little panic, he wanted to straighten up but was pressed down hard.

At this moment, his hands and feet were cold, and he didn't dare to think about it at all.

Until a sentence came from above: "It's okay..."

He was pulled up, a cool hand covering his eyes.

At this moment, Zhao Qian felt a great sense of panic in his heart. The screams around him and the sound of an ambulance approaching outside made his limbs feel numb.

"Zhao Qian, if I don't look good, will you still like me?"

A light tone with a little smile.

But now Zhao Qian couldn't feel the slightest ease.

He grabbed Yin Su's hand anxiously, and said almost choked up: "I like you, I like you the most!"

The hand was pulled down, and the light restored Zhao Qian's light.

He couldn't say a word, but his eyes were mostly red.

In fact, the moment the liquid splashed over, he already understood what it was.

Half of Yin Su's face turned red and black, extending all the way to his neck. The severely corroded skin was a bit scary, and those dark eyes were still black and shiny.

The other half of her face was intact, her complexion was fair and delicate, and her beauty was peerless.

Yin Su lifted up his half-white hair, which was completely white now.

"I should have known..."

A whisper that is neither serious nor serious, no one understands except him.

Zhao Qian grabbed his hand anxiously, which was wet with cold sweat.

"Go to the hospital, let's go to the hospital."

The ambulance had already arrived, the gate was opened, and the reporters rushing outside did not forget to take pictures of this scene, but they didn't notice that all the cameras were blacked out when they aimed at Yinsu's face corroded by sulfur and acid.

Zhao Qian couldn't care less now.

Now his heart and eyes are full of Yin Su in front of him.

Stretchers and ambulance personnel had already arrived, and they were shocked when they saw Yinsu's appearance.

Yinsu's half-human, half-ghost face was really frightening, but he still had that calm look, as if he couldn't feel the pain of his skin being corroded.

Before leaving, he looked sideways at Qu Yang who was taken away by the police, and smiled slowly.

Qu Yang's whole body was cold, and the madness in his eyes was replaced by restlessness.

All of a sudden, the major news on the Internet rushed to report this matter.

The newcomer Yin Su, who was hailed by everyone as having the appearance of a fairy, was disfigured at the press conference!

It's just that there are no pictures, only a few words explaining the detailed process at that time, but under the slightly exaggerated hype of the media, the authenticity has been put into question.

Wu Mingyuan and Xiaoli who got the news all rushed to the hospital.

Even Xiao Liu rushed over early.

Zhao Qian sat on a chair outside, with his head lowered, and his whole body revealed a sense of restlessness.

Xiao Liu patted him on the shoulder.

Zhao Qian trembled, raised his head and looked at Xiao Liu with red eyes.

"Brother Cheng'an..."

The hoarse choking sound made Xiao Liu's heart soften.

He whispered, "It's okay, your brother will be here soon."

Zhao Qian shook his head, but couldn't speak through his blocked throat.

His eyes were bloodshot, his face was pale and bloodless, and his clenched fingers turned white with force.

The waiting process is the most excruciating.

When a doctor came out, Zhao Qian ran over immediately.

"The patient's face is corroded to a degree that is not life-threatening, but may cause facial deformities."

Hearing this sentence, Xiaoli let out an uncontrollable exclamation, and then she tightly covered her mouth with tears welling up in her eyes.

Wu Mingyuan also had a solemn expression, a cigarette was held between his trembling fingertips, but he did not light it for a long time.

Only Zhao Qian's legs softened, and Yu Sheng murmured: "It's good that people are fine, it's good that they're fine."

Hearing his words, Xiao Liu glanced at him unexpectedly.

In the empty ward, only a man with gauze on his face was lying on the bed.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and touched his face with his long, white fingertips.

The slightly exposed corners and corroded skin quickly formed scars.

With a movement of his fingers, the scorched black scabs fell off, revealing the pale and delicate skin underneath.

His dark eyes rolled slightly, he pulled the quilt, and fell asleep peacefully.

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