After wearing the book, I relied on yin and yang feng shui to bend the king of hell [Entertainment C

Only then did He Yu confirm that it wasn't his own memory that was confused. He zoomed in on the video and took a closer look. The ring was exactly the same as the push screenshot sent by Ye Chen.

As for valuables such as rings, there are purchase records, and this is a new product released recently.

This...is very embarrassing for the culprit.

"It's well equipped," Yan Zen came over calmly, "What did you find?" He propped up the table, leaned over and groped He Yu's neck twice, and took another bite.

He was quite touched by the fact that he suppressed a big fire in his heart, but it wasn't because he calmed down, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that He Yu had never been a character who would swallow his anger.

He Yu gave him a detailed explanation of the coincidence that made him almost laugh out loud, and then came over to explain: "Beforehand, I didn't think so much about installing a surveillance camera at the door of my house. It will be there when I pass through."

Yan Zen let out a muffled "Hmm", her lips moved, but before she could say anything, Ye Chen called again.

"The thing that person sent over...although it's not a good thing, but I'd better keep it for now." It might be useful to call the police or something.

He was reading Weibo while holding the phone between his face and shoulders. Although he could clearly feel that He Yu was the one who was cursed, there were also quite a few discordant or unpleasant voices coming out.

[How could an artist's address be leaked... Either he was self-proclaimed or the entertainment company blamed him]

[Thank you, the picture is saved, and I will forward it now]

[Hahahahahahahahahahahaha, the guy who sent the posthumous photos to the door is a talent!Send me the address and I'll try it too, who told him to be with a man]

[? ? ?There is something wrong upstairs, can you switch roles?]

[Role swapped to gay?vomit】

Ye Chen knew very well that there would be people of this type running around on Weibo, so he didn't think it would be a problem at first, and his little ancestor was also very receptive.Until he realized... such comments were a bit too much.

As many as there are comments on every page, there will be one or two like this.

The more you get to the back, the more.

The more Ye Chen thought about it, the more he felt that so many people would not have come to criticize the artists, and it took so long for them to increase—I'm afraid that someone might hire a sailor.

People in the circle are unlikely. Those who hate him will end up there. Most of them are hired by someone or some people who hate him extremely.

"I'll take care of things on the Internet, you don't need to worry about it," Ye Chen put the mouse on the close button for a few seconds, but still didn't press it, "Would you like...to check the purchase record of that ring?"

"Checking this kind of thing violates privacy." He Yu asked.

"Isn't that the standard configuration of the boss?" Ye Chen took it for granted, "Forget it, I'll go to the police tomorrow, and I'll rely on the police comrades."

He Yu lazily responded, and has already clicked on Weibo without listening to persuasion, but still couldn't hold back, and read the comments at a glance.

Yan Zen followed and watched together, until He Yu found out that this person could stage an atomic bomb explosion at any time, and then shut him down wisely.

"It's okay, I'm not angry." He Yu silently swallowed Zen's head, turned sideways and opened Weibo again, completely destroying the vow he made to himself never to read comments.

In response to some questions in the comments, He Yu posted another Weibo:

[About the address leak, it may be that some time ago when I bought something online, I wrote my home address plus my name. Anyway, at that time, even a little bit of fame was scolding me. Who would have thought that I still have today.

Then there is the person who gave me this thing, thank you for wishing me to see Lord Yan sooner, and your middle finger is wrong for the camera]

He Yu felt that writing was too long and inconvenient to read. After posting it, he thought about it and posted another one. Netizens originally thought it was some kind of blind statement. Text again.

He directly released the surveillance video.

Simple and crude.

Ye Chen was angry and called again: "Your ruined my concern."

Then he hung up the phone without waiting for He Yu's reply.

He Yu thought Ye Chen's attitude was quite amusing, laughed twice under Yan Zen's gaze, and closed the computer pretending to be serious.

"Considering that my address is already known," he stretched, stood up, and threw himself on Yan Zen again, "I'll stay at your place today."

Yan Zen almost failed in a second, but in the end she couldn't hold back anymore.

"Why? Do you want to see your wife offended again?" He Yu acted like a spoiled crazily on the basis that he was the victim, and took out Yan Zeng's head.

Yan Zen herself was not disgusted with the little guy living in his house, but he felt a little embarrassed when he recalled the love letter, ink painting and all kinds of things that the little guy had put around the house.

"Okay." At least he was very soft-hearted towards He Yu, "You clean it up, and just pass it on."

He Yu jumped off of him with a good cry, ran around the bedroom and the living room, packed a small bag and came out, followed by the two ghosts.

Four words popped up in Yan Zhen's mind: drag the family and lead the mouth.

He stared at his two sons for a moment, and He Yu said with some vigilance: "Don't you have the heart to leave them here alone?"

Yan Zen smiled and said, "All right, all right", then stared at He Yu's messenger bag, which was small and familiar.

He pointed to the bag and asked, "What did you bring?"

He Yu froze for a second and began to flip through the bags while explaining: "The Yan Qiu ball that I customized before... There are also some small items to exorcise ghosts. That’s the script for the movie at hand.”

Yan Zen: "..." Because the last thing was normal, he didn't know where to complain for a moment.

It took him a while to find out what the problem was: "Did you not bring clothes for a long stay?...Wait, a long stay??"

He Yu blinked innocently twice, then nodded under the surprised gaze of the other party.

He glanced outside, and could vaguely see that the rain had lightened a lot, and there was a bright street lamp in the distance. Today, he was overly sensitive, and he always felt that there was a person staring at him from the lamp.

When he regained his senses, he continued to explain: "It's fine if the clothes rub against yours." He felt that Yan Zen's clothes were loose and comfortable for home use.

Yan Zen's half-covered face was already red, and she said with the last bit of stubbornness: "Aren't you considering buying another house or something?"

"That's so troublesome." He Yu pretended that he didn't understand anything, and walked around in front of Yan Zen twice, checking again to see if he missed anything, "Isn't it normal for old couples to live together?"

Yan Zen could hardly refute, so she accepted her fate.

In fact, I didn't want to dispel He Yu's idea of ​​going to his house, but I just wanted to try it out a little, and take it back when it's safe.

One man, one god, and two ghost sons entered Yan Zen's house. He Yu skillfully arranged the only things in Yan Zen's room, and saw that the Bana flower was still there, and there was a faint fragrance in the room.

When I went out, there was still the ink painting called "Youth in the Heart". Passing by the table, I could see a piece of paper pressed under it. He Yu's name was signed next to "Boyfriend?"

Going around for a while, the marriage certificate from a while ago was mounted on the wall by Yan Jin, which looked very grand.

He Yu suddenly laughed out loud: "You are too formal."

He's not much better, it's just that the two belong to different styles, one can't wait to be shown dog food when someone enters the door, and the other can store things well, and strive to remain the same after a hundred years.

When Yan Zen pushed the little guy to take a bath, the powerful CP fans of the two had already blown up the veteran in the surveillance, so there was no need to check the records.

At first, one person said that he seemed to have seen someone dressed like this, and then everyone locked the approximate city.Later, another person said that her boyfriend had just bought a ring for herself two days ago, and there was one for each of them, and that person was also very similar in figure.

After that, it was a little fun, that is, the netizen who was given a ring by her boyfriend had already broken up before.

The fans laughed and applauded.It's too dramatic.

There is something even more dramatic - this person's Weibo account was pulled out, and there was a photo of the "gift" he gave He Yu, which was taken when he was planning to give the gift, far before He Yu.

He Yu thought to himself that the man who just lost his girlfriend was a little too sad, and there might be some unknown reasons, so he wanted to take revenge on him.Well, I can understand.

But before he finished taking a shower, he thought about it.He was the one who suffered, so why be considerate of others making things difficult for him.

When he came out of the shower, stretched his waist and went straight to Yan Zen's bed, Ye Chen started calling him again.

"Brother Ye, are you bothered by so many calls a day?" He Yu sat on Yan Zhen's lap with his mobile phone in his arms, and lay down with his head resting on his chest, and he could hear even breathing.

"I'm not afraid... I'm afraid that you will do something exciting in the heat of your head. I call it caring, do you understand?" Ye Chen felt that he had aged a lot after He Yu changed, and had already been with him. The old lady is the same, "I'll just ask you if it's okay to shoot a movie tomorrow, if you can take it easy."

He Yu paused for a few seconds: "No need, it's come this far, I have a little bit of mental endurance, okay?"

"Then do you want to change your residence? It's not good to be found out." Ye Chen continued to ask.

This time, He Yu was stuck for a longer time. He looked around at the surrounding environment and someone who didn't want to say anything: "It's been changed."

Ye Chen: "What?"

"I'm staying at my husband's house."

"..."

Ye Chen swore that he would never care about He Yu so much again in his life, so as not to be caught off guard.

In fact, it is no wonder that he suddenly cares about He Yu so much, but recently there are a lot of news about artists suffering from mental illness due to excessive pressure. Ye Chen happened to find one on the hot search, and suddenly became a little scared.

If this person can't think about anything one day, he can almost die on the spot.

After casually reporting safety, Ye Chen said to him: "By the way, the person who was skinned by netizens called me just now, saying that he hopes to reconcile, and don't call the police."

He Yu turned on the speakerphone: "Say it again."

Ye Chen could roughly guess the reason and repeated what he said just now.

He Yu looked at Yan Zen, and made a "please" gesture after a few seconds.

Yan Zen said: "Reconciliation is impossible, you can let him get hit by a photo frame or call the police and choose one."

Ye Chen: "..."

As expected of you.

Afterwards, He Yu posted a post on Weibo before going to bed, saying to fans, "I hope it's not too much."