When the sand sculpture attacked the script of the second generation of the fake rich

The Song family looked at each other in dismay. The purpose of their trouble today was to find a way out and temporarily turn over the divorce matter. Who would have thought that Man Ziqian would hit the nail on the head.

Song De was surprised and angry: "You...you are looking forward to my divorce from your mother, you don't want this family to have a better life, are you my own son!"

These words instantly stung Man Ziqian's nerves, he tremblingly said: "I'm not! I'm not! Song Cheng is your precious son!"

Song De was suddenly poked at the center of the matter, and became furious: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Man Xue was also very surprised by Man Ziqian's abnormal reaction.

In the past, when it came to divorce, although Man Ziqian didn't say a word, Man Xue knew that he was actually very resistant.

Although he looks like a hedgehog with fried hair when he sees his father every day, he actually cares about his father very much in his heart, and is jealous of all those who rob his father like a child.

It's really abnormal that he would take the initiative to bring up the divorce this time.

Man Xue walked over and hugged his shoulder tenderly: "What happened today, tell mom."

Man Ziqian has been in a state of confusion since he learned the result. Under the gentle comfort of Man's mother, he finally couldn't restrain himself from crying.

He was crying with snot and tears, and he had no image, like a child who hadn't grown up, and the housekeeper was stunned: "Master, are you okay..."

Seeing this situation, the Song family felt something was wrong.

Song's mother winked, and Song Shu suppressed the resentment in her heart and stepped forward to persuade her: "Xiaoqian, Xiaocheng didn't have a father since he was a child, so my elder brother took care of him. You have everything. Why do you keep making trouble with Xiaocheng?"

These words are mixed with her sincerity, why is the sky so unfair, Man's mother and son are born with wind and rain, but she and brother De really love each other, but they will always be under the snow , Xiao Cheng has never been able to recognize his biological father.

It was hard to make it through, but such a mistake happened again.

Hearing her words, Man Ziqian stood up suddenly, his eyes were red: "Shut up! Bitch!"

Song Shu's eyes were red immediately, and she snuggled up to Song De: "Brother, how could Xiaoqian treat me like this, I'm her aunt."

Song De immediately reprimanded Man Ziqian in spite of the habit he had developed over the years: "Little bastard! What are you talking about!"

Seeing the scene where Song De and Song Shu were crooked together, Man Ziqian lost his mind in an instant, and threw the paper that was almost clenched into a ball on his face: "You are a beast!"

"Oh, you've turned the world upside down, why did our Song family produce a seed like you!" Song's mother immediately sat on the ground and howled.

Song Shu happily watched her "brother" protect her, and thoughtfully picked up the paper on the floor, seeing what kind of monster Man Ziqian was doing, when she saw the words on it, her eyes slowly widened, almost bursting out of her sockets.

"Ah!" Throwing it down in a panic, as if seeing a ghost.

"what happened?"

Song De, who was about to get angry, looked at the terrified Song Shu, and couldn't care less about getting angry.

Song Shu's teeth chattered and she couldn't speak a word.

Seeing this situation, the housekeeper realized that something was wrong, and picked up the paper on the ground again.

"No! You can't see!"

Song Shu went to grab the paper like crazy, but the other servants who had been waiting nearby saw her agitated, so they quickly stopped her.

Song Shu, who was restrained and unable to move, let out a sharp scream, and her terrifying appearance was like a crazy woman.

This made people even more curious. After reading the contents of the paper, the usually mature and stable butler couldn't help but widen his eyes and let out an extremely groggy exclamation.

Seeing that she couldn't hide it anymore, Song Shu almost collapsed on the ground. Seeing her like this, Song's mother didn't bother to howl anymore, and took her by her arm and scolded angrily, "What are you doing?"

Song Shu sobbed and couldn't say a word.

Looking at the reactions of the people around her, Man Xue finally realized that something terrible had happened, and stretched out her hand to the housekeeper: "Show me."

For the first time, the housekeeper didn't listen to the lady immediately, but looked at Man Ziqian for help: "Master..."

Man Ziqian was crying so hard that he had no grace at all, but he still nodded. Although this matter is extremely disgusting, the person who should not hide it from him is his mother.

Man Xue took the paper, and Man Ziqian clenched her hand tightly with tears in his eyes: "Mom...you still have me."

This kind of reaction made Man Xue's ominous premonition even more serious. She was fully prepared to open the paper. When she saw the content, she realized that no matter how much preparation she had made, she could not bear the truth at this moment.

She vaguely remembered her father's angry face before he was alive, and shouted at her loudly: "You will regret it!"

For so many years, no matter what happens, she can grit her teeth and say that she has no regrets.

But now she really regrets it.

Looking at Song De and Song Shu who were supporting each other, my stomach was churning, and I was about to vomit, and finally cursed the first swear word in my life: "Get out!"

Song Shu still wanted to argue: "Sister-in-law...it's not what you think...I have nothing to do with my brother. Someone must be behind it. Let's check again, shall we?"

Hearing her words, the Song family finally realized what happened. At that moment, they had a thought together: It's over.

Bitterleaf has had a bad reputation lately.

A few days ago, he was a great designer admired by thousands of people, but in the blink of an eye, he became the son of a murderer with low character, full of conspiracy, and dishonest. The trend of public opinion on the Internet has always been so fickle.

But Bitter Leaf is not a pitiful little bully now. After so many things, Bitter Leaf has gathered quite a large number of fanatical fans, at least those die-hard players of Xiaoshu APP are determined to follow Bitter Leaf.

These fanatical fans are evenly matched with the overwhelming water army. Dehua can no longer easily stop the public's mouth like last time. Even if it invests more and more in the public opinion war, it will not be able to win an overwhelming victory.

Such an evenly matched scolding battle would naturally lead to standing in line, and the two groups began to scold passionately. The dispute that was thought to be settled, became more intense.

But what happened next made Kuye even more disadvantaged.

To the general public, Wu Yong's blatantly taking Kuye's work as his own is very despicable, but in the ranks of "high-level fashion designers", he is definitely not the only one, the only difference is that they have not encountered such a tough bone as Chu Yan.

Since this incident broke out, some people have been in panic all day long, for fear that the next fire will burn themselves.

Facing Dehua's joint request, they chose to agree without hesitation, attacking Bitter Leaf together, it is bound to trample Bitter Leaf to death.

Otherwise, someone will surely follow the same path under his instigation.

Only when the dog is afraid of it will it not dare to bite people, so they not only want to step down the bitter leaf, but also let him die miserably, so that those restless people understand that resistance is such an end.

These people are not only well-known designers in the industry, but also involved in a complex chain of interests. They stood up and condemned Bitter Leaf together with great momentum, and Bitter Leaf became an intolerable existence in the industry for a while.

Not only that, but a worse result came.

The Golden Spindle announced the results of Renascence, and Wu Yong and Bitter Leaf were blacklisted together.

After the results came out, the whole Internet was in an uproar.

"The result of Wu Yong's treatment is easy to understand. Why should Kuye be blacklisted?"

"Isn't it natural for poor-quality designers to be blacklisted? Bitter Leaf's tricks have been exhausted, but I didn't expect to shoot myself in the foot hahaha."

"I'm so pissed off. The Chinese finally won an international award. Even if Bitter Leaf wants to protect her rights, for the sake of national honor, she should shut up about this matter."

"? What kind of earth-shattering victim blaming theory is this?"

But such remarks are recognized by more and more people.

Wu Yong watched all this proudly.

The reason why Renascence won, apart from the influence of Master Perun, the most important thing is that Dehua also paid a considerable protection fee, so for the organizer, it is also possible to choose Wu Yong.

But Bitter Leaf belongs to the one that is absolutely not eligible for the award.

Huaguo's market is getting better and better, so the organizer's attitude is tilted towards Hua.But the fundamental purpose of pleasing the Huaguo market is to make more money for themselves, not to support Huaguo's high-end industry to compete with them.

Kuye, a talented and ambitious Chinese, made them feel a great threat, and strangling him to death in a seedling state was the best solution.

As a result, public opinion rose from Kuye's background, character, and his patriotism. Under the pressure of capital, there is no one worse than Kuye in the world.

Wu Yong knew that he was ruined, but he didn't want Xie Jun to live well either.

Even if he loses his reputation, he still has shares in Dehua. As long as Dehua doesn't fall, he can lie down and enjoy the dividends, while Xie Junliang will still have nothing.

People are forgetful. After many years, the public will forget about this matter, and he can still clean up his stigma.

Xie Junliang brazenly said that he would trample on him?Then he wants to see who is stepping on whom!

The public opinion outside turned the sky upside down, Chu Yan stood still, but made An Xin howl angrily.

Directly driving the black fans of Tuba and Bitter Leaf, Anxin's amazing language art and superior combat effectiveness, one beats ten, and the scene is out of control.

As An Xin's new manager, Yi Rongrong was overwhelmed, and directly called Chu Yan: "Quickly let your family An An accept the supernatural powers, the image of a cold male god I managed for him will be ruined!"

Chu Yan:?

"Why do you want to create an image of a tall and cold male god for him? Apart from being tall, does he fit this personality?"

"Is this the time to say this?"

"Oh, too."

An Xin has finally stayed away from the damn mathematics, physics and chemistry recently. Tai'an's new movie "Desperado" called him to join the filming location abroad, so An Xin finally escaped surveillance and flew away!

Before leaving, Chu Yan eagerly packed his homework in his bag, and asked him not to forget his homework between filming, An Xin obediently agreed.

When you go out, you don't want him immediately, laughing to death, the emperor is far away, I am not in front of you, you still want to control me, hum.

I thought I would be free when I went out, but I never thought that such a thing would happen in China, ahhh, so angry!

He couldn't do much while abroad, so he rolled up his sleeves online and scolded black fans one by one.

At this time, Chu Yan called.

An Xin immediately broke away from the "God of War" mode, and said cautiously: "Brother Xie."

A muffled laugh came from the other side, and An Xin felt much better.

He wanted to say a lot to Brother Xie before, but at this time, he didn't know what to say, and it took him a long time to say: "Brother Xie, are you okay?"

"Well, I'm fine." Then there was another silence.

An Xin scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, and finally thought of a good way to make Brother Xie happy.

"Brother Xie, I do the homework you assigned me every day."

"Really? I'm so happy. I don't have time now. Send it to me tomorrow and I'll correct it." Chu Yan replied very quickly this time.

In fact, An Xin who didn't even write a fart: Help!

But thinking about how sad brother Xie is now, if doing homework can make him happy, what can he not do?

Finish the homework no matter what before tomorrow!

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The author has something to say:

Chu Yan: Little brat, do you still want to play tricks on me?