Looking down, Ji Mianmian was leaning on his chest, sleeping soundly.
Only then did he realize that it was not a dream, he was really back.
For how many days, he almost despaired when he woke up every morning and faced the cold room and the cold bed.
Now, I can finally hold her to sleep and wake up with her, just like in my dream, she is there at dawn and dusk.
Murong Mian lowered his head and kissed her gently on the forehead.
He didn't want to move. His drama today was all in the afternoon, so there was no need to get up in a hurry. He reached for his phone and pressed the power button.
After the phone was turned on, Murong Mian's phone received dozens of missed calls and more than a dozen text messages, both from Sister Mai and Yan Qingsi.
Murong Mian was confused, why were there so many missed calls? What was going on
He opened the text message and his face grew darker as he read it.
Opening Weibo immediately, the scandal between him and Fang Yuanyuan had been blown up. His name, Fang Yuanyuan's name, and the video had spread to almost everyone.
Murong Mian's face was as dark as rain. He could tell at a glance that there was something wrong with the video.
The first half was indeed taken at his door. When he opened the door and came out, his face was photographed, but he quickly stepped back and could no longer be photographed.
As for the scene in the back where Fang Yuanyuan enters the door with a smile, it was obviously a retake. Looking from the side, you can’t see him, nor can you see much of the house number. The hotel corridors all look the same.
The other party directly cut the two videos into one, and in the exact same environment, wearing the same clothes and standing in the same position, it was impossible to tell that they were pieced together to the naked eye.
Murong Mian got up and went to the bathroom to call Sister Mai.
He told Sister Mai what happened last night and that he had been with Ji Mianmian and she was still sleeping in bed.
The corners of Sister Mai's mouth twitched, sleeping? Even the brats said that Mianmian was on crutches. Ask him what he is going to do now.
Murong Mian said: "I will handle this matter myself, you don't need to worry about it yet."
Sister Mai asked: "What do you want to do?"
Murong Mian said coldly: "I will make it impossible for her to survive in the entertainment industry from now on."
What Fang Yuanyuan was wrong about was that Murong Mian never thought about staying in the entertainment industry for long. He came in because of Ji Mianmian, whether he would be popular, whether he could reach a higher level, whether he would be crowned emperor. This was never Murong Mian's question. considerate.
Fang Yuanyuan thought he had caught Murong Mian's weakness, but unfortunately, those were things he didn't intend to have.
Sister Mai shivered when she heard Murong Mian's voice.
"Well, you're going to be in the industry from now on, so you have to be measured when you start."
Murong Mian: "Yes."
Of course he was very measured, and his sense of proportion made Fang Yuanyuan regret knowing him.
When Ji Mianmian woke up and found out what happened last night, she took her mobile phone and cursed angrily: "I called her a bitch, and I really flattered her. Who gave her the face to say that my man is her man?" Friend, what does she think I am? I have never seen such a forced mistress."
Murong Mian rubbed Ji Mianmian's head: "Good boy, don't be angry. Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?"
Ji Mianmian stamped her feet angrily: "What are you eating? I'm so angry. When I think about her saying that you are her boyfriend, I regret why I didn't tear her face apart last night."
Ji Mianmian stood up in a hurry: "No, I can't bear it. I'm going to cut her."
Murong Mian hugged her: "Calm down, how about we do something happy?"
"Now, the only thing that makes me happy is whipping her."
Murong Mian smiled and said, "Mianmian, let's get married."
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Good night, haha... Let’s celebrate my sudden marriage proposal by throwing in more monthly tickets!