Along the way, An Wen never put down the mirror, concentrating on her own beauty.
Song Jia kept answering and making calls.
Jiang Shiyu stayed on Weibo and forums, constantly searching for the keyword [An Wen hit someone].
An Wen's popularity and traffic, this matter will soon be well known both at home and abroad, and Jiang Shiyu can already imagine the overwhelming trend, keyboard warriors and black fans rolling in rhythmically.
"We shouldn't have done it." Jiang Shiyu regretted, "How about it..."
Jiang Shiyu approached An Wen in a low voice, and said, "Let's just say I made the call. At most, you'll be locked up for a few days, and you have to catch a plane tomorrow."
An Wen glanced at her, and said, "So many people have made videos, how could it be possible to hide it?"
"Why is that impossible? You can call Mr. Chu, he can suppress it." Jiang Shiyu glanced at An Wen's bag, wishing she could reach out for her phone.
"He won't do it. I beat him up." An Wen closed the mirror and put it back in her bag.
"Oh my God, I found a video..." Jiang Shiyu suddenly exclaimed, and moved the phone over to show them.
From the perspective of passers-by, Jiang Shiyu and Song Jia are like two crazy women screaming while fighting. They hit each other, Jiang Shiyu scratched each other's face, and Song Jia scratched his hair.
As soon as it is refreshed, there are more and more videos.
"This time it's going to be on the hot search again." Song Jia said.
"Wenwen, why do you show such a satisfied expression?" Jiang Shiyu asked puzzled.
An Wen pointed at herself who was fighting in the video, and said, "Don't you think I'm beautiful when I fight?"
Song Jia: "..." She is really hopeless.
Jiang Shiyu's mouth twitched uncontrollably.
"Look carefully, this posture, this temperament, is completely a cold martial arts beauty. People who don't know may think that I am filming a TV series." An Wen brushed her hair and laughed coquettishly.
Song Jia: "..."
Jiang Shiyu suddenly realized, and said: "How about this, let's pay them off and say that we were filming a TV series at the time. Oh my god... this is a perfect idea, what do you think, Sister Song?"
An Wen nodded Jiang Shiyu's face, and said happily: "Yes, you also think my actions are like filming a TV series."
Song Jia scratched her hair a few times and started to hit the wall with her head.
"Pfft..." The policeman sitting next to them couldn't help laughing, but quickly held back.
Keep a serious face.
In the police station, An Wen saw a familiar figure as soon as she walked in.
She ran forward, smiled cutely at Chu Qichen, and said, "You came earlier than us."
There was a stern look between Chu Qichen's eyebrows, he scanned her up and down and asked, "Are you all right?"
"Not a single hair was hurt." An Wen laughed.
Chu Qichen rubbed her hair, and looked at the two behind her with sharp eyes.
Song Jia lowered her head and didn't dare to speak, while Jiang Shiyu tried her best to refresh Weibo and forums but didn't see it.
After finishing the transcript, the three of An Wen were released on bail.
Song Jia called the crew of "Underwater World" and asked for a few days off.
An Wen got into Chu Qichen's car, and the first thing she said was: "I'm not going back, take me to this address."
Chu Qichen was still in shock. An Wen was going to a strange place which made him very nervous.
"What is this place?"
"Sister Xiaoxing's house, I want to accompany her, she must be very sad now." An Wen said.
Chu Qichen was furious at her words, and said, "Why are you still thinking about others at this moment? Your safety is in question now."
"You don't know, sister Xiaoxing really needs company now, I'm afraid she will do something stupid, don't I still have you?" An Wen was afraid that Chu Qichen would stop her, so she held his hand and said coquettishly.