After being proposed by a blind man, I married into a wealthy family

Mr. He has grown so big.

I have never heard of a fan group.

I don't even understand why Ling Su, who shoots videos, has such a thing as a fan base.

He looked at the assistant with an extremely indifferent and incomprehensible look, but there was a little longing in his big eyes, waiting for her to continue talking.

The air conditioner was turned on in the car, but the little assistant still only felt the cold sweat on his back pouring out layer by layer.

"It's just that everyone likes him very much. Then Xiaosu didn't have an official one, so we built it privately. There are about six groups."

He Yan squinted his eyes: "How much?"

"A group is about [-] people"

"There are three thousand people, like him?" He Yanhui's eyes narrowed even more, and the eyelashes at the scene blocked the light spots reflected in his eyes, making the man with tall eyebrows and deep eyes look particularly dangerous in the dark space.

The little assistant felt that his sweat was enough for her to take a shower.

She didn't even dare to reveal the fact that Ling Su was a blogger with 200 million followers.

"All of you have videos?" He Yanhui continued to ask.

The little assistant didn't dare to say anything at all, so he could only take out his mobile phone tremblingly, and with trembling hands, he opened Airdro for his big boss for the first time.

He Yanhui heard the ding sound from his mobile phone, and after glancing at the little assistant, he picked up the mobile phone to receive the pushed video.

The little assistant looked at He Yanhui's tightly pursed lips and serious eyes, and leaned aside, feeling that his sweat had receded, but tears were about to fall.

I'm sorry that I betrayed the organization 5555. The boss is really too fierce. I did this to save the lives of our entire company.

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"Hello everyone, it's me today."

He Yanhui didn't have the habit of wearing earphones, so he released it publicly when watching the video.The driver in front kept quiet as always, looked ahead, and seemed completely indifferent to what was happening behind him.

˙Only the little assistant next to him wanted to jump out of the window and escape the moment he heard the sound.

Mom, why hasn't anyone told her that a newcomer to the workplace will go through this kind of thing?

He Yanhui has no memory of the scene that appeared in the video.But listening to the background sound of the video, it is indeed my own voice.

Mr. He and his father are almost guarding against the past of He Yanhui. Whether it is the video that was completely cleared in the early stage, or the direction of public opinion that was controlled later, all their actions show that they do not want He Yan to recall it. Get up something.

He Yanhui had very little contact with entertainment matters, and the only way to know about Ling Su was to search the Internet or ask someone to check.

But several parties joined forces to suppress it. Ling Su said that he was famous but not as popular as an [-]th-line traffic star, and that he had a fan base even if he was not famous.

He Yanhui felt that he might be the last poor person to watch this video.

But Ling Su's video made him reluctant to be angry at all.

Everything Ling Su photographed was just like him, making people feel that the sullen air hit the cloud and dissipated without a trace, and they could only stand there feeling angry, but they couldn't bear to be angry with Yun.

He Yanhui rested his cheek with one hand, put his index finger on his lips, and watched the video quietly.

In this video, He Yanhui is still sitting in a wheelchair, hesitant and hesitant when holding the camera, looking very imposing.

But that kind of tone was something He Yanhui himself had never heard before.

Relaxed, even with a bit of coquettish shyness: "Let me take the camera and tell you."

"What did I say?" Ling Su smiled happily, her voice moved from far to near, as if approaching the person who was filming, "Don't be afraid."

"I don't." He Yanhui in the video retorted solemnly, "I"

The camera shook twice, and Ling Su held it in his hand.He Yanhui saw the whole picture of the person in the video.

A little thinner than now, wearing a light-colored cotton T-shirt, his back looks like a very ordinary senior next door.He had a long-haired puppet cat on his lap, and it was constantly flicking its big tail at him.

"Take Mr. He to the store today." Ling Su pushed the wheelchair, and when he stopped to wait for the red light, he unconsciously played with He Yanhui's hair, curling it up and then loosening it, loosening it and wrapping it up again, all the while A pitiful little lock of hair was twisted and turned up in the air by him.

On the screen, He Yan lowered his head, his skin was red all the way from his neck to the tips of his ears, he turned his head and held back for a long time, then said to Ling Su, "Look at the lights, don't be distracted on the road".

Ling Su on the screen was laughing loudly.

The faces of the people off-screen were as dark as the bottom of a pot.

The little assistant had no idea how things turned out like this.

The boss wanted to watch the video, and she shared all the resources she had hidden. Why did he have such an expression after watching it? ?

He Yanhui's nails were always trimmed and rounded, but when they were stuck in the palms, they still hurt.

He looked at the two people moving slowly on the boulevard on the screen, and a feeling of chaos in his heart began to overwhelm, making He Yanhui feel like a stick in his throat.

The day of Ling Su and Mr. He is very simple. They stroll to the store in the morning, Ling Su makes coffee, and Mr. He does the accounting and decoration, and then they go home together in the evening.

When leaves fell, Ling Su would help Mr. He in front of him sweep the small withered leaves from his hair. When he returned home, Mr. He would pass by Ling Su in a serious manner, and then suddenly attack him to tickle him.

The two would laugh for a while when they fell on the carpet, and then parted with their faces covered.At night, when he saw them hugging and watching a garbage horror movie with a rating of one star, He Yanhui who was outside the screen couldn't bear it anymore and locked the screen.

"Don't look." He Yan glanced back at the little assistant next to him, then turned his head to look out the window, "Don't talk either."

The little assistant nodded quickly, looking down at his nose and heart.

But the tone of the big boss

It's really embarrassing.

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He Yanhui pressed his forehead against the window glass, frowned and closed his eyes.

He had never understood what Ling Su meant when he said "You and my He Yanhui are different".

He just thought it was absurd enough, with the same structure and appearance, how could a person be so different?

Before he had any curiosity and dissatisfaction with Ling Su, he was simply dissatisfied, dissatisfied with why Ling Su was so dissatisfied with himself now.

But

"It deserves it." He Yanhui lowered the window a crack, and smiled mockingly in a voice that only he could hear.He rubbed his eyes tiredly, not knowing how to sort out his mood.

It turned out that Ling Su was like this when facing his previous self.

Scattered and sunny, like golden sunlight scattered under the shade of trees.

And not now, the understatement just wanted to leave.

He avoided mentioning that period of the past, maybe he just felt that what He Yanhui knew now was meaningless.

But the irony is that even when He Yanhui faced Ling Su like this, he only felt that he was still soft and warm, which made him unable to stop being greedy.

He didn't dare to imagine how splendid Ling Su was before.

And how happy I should be when I had nothing before.

He Yanhui opened his eyes somewhat dejectedly, looking at the colorful street scene passing by outside the window, looking at the mobile phone with a black screen in his hand.

Maybe

It's true that Ling Su should be let go.

The appearance of the person in the video, no matter how hard I try, I can't change it back.