After Xing Luo accepted the interview, he returned to Shuiyue Jinghua.
On the other side, Yan Yiren immediately contacted the team to try to restore public opinion.
In the photo, she is wearing uniform clothes, and the effect captured by the surveillance camera is not very clear. Just say that the person is not her...
It's just that netizens are not fools. The vast majority of them don't believe Yan Yiren's words.
Her image of a pure goddess is destined to plummet...
"Yiren, what's going on?" Pei Qingzhan asked after seeing the news, "How could you do such an outrageous thing to Luo Luo?"
"Brother Qingzhan, I don't! You have to believe me. That person is not me, but someone deliberately framed me. Others don't understand me, so don't you believe me too?" Yan Yiren's face was pale, with tears in her eyes.
"I..." Pei Qingzhan frowned.
In the past, when he saw Yan Yiren's soft and frail appearance, he would feel lovable and couldn't help but want to protect her and love her. But for some reason, seeing her in tears recently, Pei Qingzhan just felt a little impatient...
"Brother Qingzhan, I am also a victim. If you don't believe me anymore, what's the point of my life..." Yan Yiren cried pitifully.
Pei Qingzhan sighed helplessly, "Okay, okay, Yiren, I didn't mean to blame you. I'm sorry. I was also affected by the public opinion on the Internet. I didn't mean to disbelieve you. Stop crying, okay?"
Yan Yiren nodded with aggrieved expression...
But in her heart, she wanted to tear Xing Luo into pieces!
After fighting with Pei Qing for a while, Yan Yiren walked to a deserted place and called Wang Quanzhan...
"Wang Quanzhan, what do you mean? Why are you helping Xing Luo clarify the rumors!" Yan Yiren asked.
"... When will it be your turn to dictate what I do?" Wang Quanzhan's voice was cold and gloomy, and his powerful and cold aura would give people a strong sense of suffocation even through a mobile phone.
Invisible pressure came towards her, and Yan Yiren couldn't help but tremble, her aura suddenly weakened, "Master Zhan, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be disrespectful to you, I just thought of our child who was killed by Xing Luo, I just can’t calm down…”
"Yan Yiren, I am more tolerant to you than to others because of that child, but it does not mean that there is no bottom line. Recognize your own identity. If you had not been pregnant with my child, you would not be qualified to talk to me now. "Wang Quanzhan warned.
Yan Yiren gritted her teeth, "Yes, I understand, I will pay attention..."
"Also, I will personally verify what you said to me. If I find out that you lied to me, I will bear the consequences." After saying that, Wang Quanzhan hung up the phone directly.
"..." Cold sweat broke out on Yan Yiren's forehead, and her legs began to tremble...
It's all because of Xing Luo, everything has been going wrong for her recently! She can't spare that bitch!
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That night, Xing Luo leaned on the bed and read the news. She had been trending in recent days and her fans had exceeded five million.
Originally, at least one-third of her fans were black fans, but since it was revealed that Yan Yiren had framed her, all the black fans have turned to fans.
Yan Yiren's current mood must be very exciting.
"Ding dong—" At this moment, the doorbell rang from downstairs.
Xing Luo went downstairs and opened the door.
As soon as she opened it, she felt that the top of her head was shrouded by a tall shadow. Then, there was a cool and soft touch on her face, and the breath of a man enveloped her instantly...
Who else but Ye Lixiao could be the person who dared to act like a hooligan when they met like this!