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176 Si Fuqing is Yunlan [12 More](1/2)

After hanging up the phone, Lin Qingyan breathed out slowly and finally smiled.

Soon, Si Fuqing will disappear from the entertainment industry.

Even though she had some dirty information, it didn't hurt that it was dug out.

The matter of "Youth" will be forgotten in a few days.

Lin Qingyan also knows how to show weakness by being miserable.

As long as she shirks all responsibility, it will be fine.

But Si Fuqing was different.

It is the so-called "Great Xia Beauty" that Si Fuqing attracts so many fans.

If fans knew that Si Fuqing's face was fake, would they still like it?

Of course it's impossible.

This time she was completely prepared and nothing went wrong.

**

The other side.

hotel.

Xie Yanqiu sat on the sofa and crossed his arms: "Tell me, where did the clothes come from?"

Xie Yu stood in front of her, with the dance clothes he wore last night on the bed.

You can't see it carefully in the audience, but up close, with Xie Yanqiu's eyesight, you can tell at a glance that this is Lan's core design.

It's still her favorite style.

Xie Yanqiu is usually busy dealing with supernatural events across the country, and his only hobby is pursuing fashion.

All her clothes are produced by Lan, so naturally she knows exactly what style Lan's designs are.

Xie Yu opened his eyes and told lies: "It was given by the program team."

"Given by the program crew?" Xie Yanqiu slapped her hand on the glass coffee table, "Do you think your mother is stupid? If the program crew could give you this dress, would you still be suppressed?"

"Mom, this is not home. Don't break other people's things." Xie Yu said in a leisurely tone, "It was really given by the program team. Could it be that I bought it?"

"Can you buy it?" Xie Yanqiu sneered, "I can't even buy it and you still want to buy it."

Xie Yu: "..."

"This dress has been confiscated." Xie Yanqiu put away the dance clothes indifferently, "You can't even think of wearing it if I pay for it."

"Sure." Xie Yu nodded, "You provided it. I think this material is quite valuable. Is it okay if you don't beat me for a year?"

Xie Yanqiu simply ignored him: "I'm going to Qingqing's Chaohua."

What Si Fuqing said yesterday also shocked her.

An eighteen-year-old girl actually has such courage.

It's really rare.

Xie Yanqiu began to think about how to bring Si Fuqing back.

She glanced at Xie Yu and looked away in disgust.

Being a daughter-in-law is no longer an option.

She looked to see if there was any other way.

"Son, what is this speeding exercise?" Xie Yanqiu frowned, "I saw someone in Super Talk saying that speeding exercise is intended to be detrimental to Qingqing."

"Huh?" Xie Yu narrowed his eyes, "He is my biggest investor in this draft."

"Maximum?" Xie Yanqiu raised his head, "How much is it?"

"One billion, maybe."

"Rubbish."

Xie Yu: "..."

"Your dad has bought this fast-moving movement." Xie Yanqiu said, "How dare you act so arrogantly here with one billion dollars? It's embarrassing."

She continued to post super-talking posts, laughing a few times from time to time.

Thank you but don't turn your head too much.

Really fucking crazy.

Xie Yu was about to leave when he suddenly heard a "click" sound.

He looked back and saw that the glass coffee table was still broken under Ms. Xie's palm.

Xie Yu was keenly aware that something was wrong: "Mom, what did you see?"

"See for yourself." Xie Yanqiu laughed angrily, "Where did this news come from, saying that Qingqing had plastic surgery?"

Xie Yu took it and took a look.

It's a new hot search, hanging at a high level.

#SiFuQing Plastic Surgery#

Once you enter, there is a marketing account pinned to the top of Weibo.

[@ Eight Uncles in the Circle: Let’s take a look at Si Fuqing two years ago, and then look at Si Fuqing now. Can’t we just change our hair? Lianmei Plastic Surgery Hospital welcomes everyone, and everyone can have a beautiful face. 】

There are three photos below on Weibo.

One of them was a surgery confirmation letter with Si Fuqing's signature on it.

The night of the group formation was getting very popular, and this Weibo post also had Si Fuqing’s name on it, and the number of views went up instantly.

[No, who is this fat man? He is so ugly.]

[Is this Si Fuqing from two years ago? No way, it’s a bit disgusting.]

[Can’t you lose weight? It has to be plastic surgery, are you blind? 】

[Qingqing was ill at the time and took hormones, so she gained weight. She had plastic surgery and was a junk marketing account. She reported it. 】

[You can’t change your face even if you lose weight. They are clearly two people. I asked how they could have such perfect faces. It turns out they were plastic surgery, artificial silicone faces.]

Mousies are on the anti-triad front line, but many trolls and anti-fans are posting comments, and a melee breaks out.

"It's a common trick in the entertainment industry." After Xie Yu finished reading, "It's not a big deal, but someone is indeed up to something."

"Isn't this a big deal?" Xie Yanqiu resisted the urge to slap the table, "To question Qingqing is to question me. If this plastic surgery hospital doesn't need to be acquired, it will go bankrupt."

Xie Yu: "..."

He needs to show some love to his dad.

"I'm going to find Qingqing." Xie Yanqiu picked up the bag, "You can do whatever you want."

"Tsk, I might have picked it up." Xie Yu shrugged, picked up his bag and went out to look for his dad.

**

There was such a big commotion online, so naturally Si Fuqing knew about it, and she even received an inquiry call from Ling Feng.

She was not angry, but found it interesting: "Which hospital boasts of its own level so high?"

"Miss Si, we are already collecting evidence." Ling Feng frowned, "You were just overweight for a year because of illness. You also have photos of your childhood. The problem lies in the surgery confirmation."

"Forged signature." Si Fuqing said nonchalantly, "But the imitation really looks like it. It's a professional."

She actually didn't gain weight that year because of illness.

It's because my luck has been robbed so hard.

"Yes, we can sue him for spreading rumors." Ling Feng nodded, "Ms. Si has been very tired these days. It is best to leave this matter to us. I have almost finished collecting the documents for the termination of the contract."

Si Fuqing hummed, "Thank you for your hard work."

She ended the call and turned around: "Boss, I'm going out and won't be back for lunch."

Yu Xiheng raised his eyes: "Pay attention to safety."

Si Fuqing waved and went out.

Yu Xiheng stood up, walked to the window, and answered the phone.

The person on the other end of the phone was extremely respectful: "Mr. Yu, our people will be arriving at the headquarters of Suxing Movement soon. We are waiting for your orders."

Yu Xiheng said quietly: "Follow the rules and deal with the plastic surgery hospital as well."

**

There was a lot of quarrel online.

Even people who often join the fandom know that this is a deliberate way for other artists to suppress Si Fuqing, but passers-by don't care, so it does affect some passer-by fans.

[Is this the divine face of Daxia? Don’t insult these four words.]
To be continued...
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