Chu Zheng stroked An Ji's back a few times, and An Ji's trembling body slowly calmed down.

He leaned on Chu Zheng without speaking, and Chu Zheng could hardly hear his breathing.

Chu Zheng wanted to let him go and take a look, but An Ji suddenly hugged her tightly, her face buried in his neck.

Chuzheng hugged the person, moving his fingers from top to bottom, slowly stroking his back.

Chuzheng freed up a hand, took his mobile phone, and posted on Weibo.

An Ji’s latest Weibo has now fallen, and many people flock to watch the excitement.

An Ji didn't care much about the fans, so when encountered these things, the fans were also scattered.

"Can I return my phone?"

The quiet voice suddenly sounded, somewhat hoarse.

"Don't look." Chu Zheng said: "I will solve it."

An Ji didn't seem to hear that, and said stubbornly: "I want to see."

"What's so interesting." Chu Zheng helped him up: "Go back to the room and go to sleep. You don't have to worry about this."

An Ji's eyes were faintly red, and her amber eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, which made people feel particularly distressed.

Chu Zheng is not an ordinary person, and he is not used to him at all, so he drags him back to the room and presses him on the bed.

"Quickly go to bed."

"I..." He couldn't do nothing about it, "How can I sleep."

Chu Zheng calmly took the matter over: "Leave it to me to solve it."

"You?" An Ji was puzzled: "How to solve it?"

Chu Zheng: "This is what I should think about. All you have to do now is sleep."

An Ji: "But..."

How could he sleep? Now that he closes his eyes, he seems to be able to see the abuse.

Little three, bastard...

These words kept circling in his mind, forcing him to breathe.

"An Ji, if you don't sleep, we will do something else." Chu Zheng's tone was serious, almost threatening.

An Ji was stunned: "Do...what?"

Chuzheng turned off the light, leaving only a dim light.

five minutes later.

An Ji flushed herself into the quilt.

Chu Zheng sat next to him, rubbing An Ji's hair with his fingers, rubbing gently.

An Ji hid in the quilt. After the initial flushed face, her thoughts sank again and again, and her whole body was chilly.

What should he do...

These things are not slander, and he has no way to clarify.

An Ji suddenly sat up, and Chu Zheng was startled.

What are you doing!

An Ji turned to meet Chu Zheng's gaze, and the dim light fell along his smooth jaw, and the loose clothes leaned to one side, revealing the thin shoulder line.

An Ji took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind: "What the Internet says is true...My mother is that kind of person, and I'm just an illegitimate child who doesn't even know who my father is. Would you... despise me? ?"

There was no sound in the room.

An Ji's ear was full of his own heartbeat, as clear as a drum.

An Ji was afraid of being known about his past, but he was also afraid of the way Chuzheng looked at his eyes after knowing those things.

Quietly waited for Chu Zheng's answer.

The person reflected in his pupils approached slowly, and a delicate kiss fell on his lips like a spring breeze.

The girl touched his head: "Sleep, be good."

An Ji's heartbeat was a little fast, and he lay down somehow.

She kissed herself... Doesn't she dislike his origin?

Chu Zheng covered him with a quilt and looked at her peacefully. Chu Zheng didn't avoid it, so he ran into his sight.

Chuzheng thought about it and asked him: "I still want to..."

Quietly closed his eyes.

Chu Zheng was sitting beside him looking at his phone, but did not leave.

An Ji closed her eyes, not sleepy, but did not dare to open her eyes.

So I lay down, thinking peacefully and fell asleep.

Chuzheng was sure that An Ji was asleep, and took away all the things in the room that could be connected to the Internet before leaving the room.

After going out, Chuzheng began to call.

First removed those things on the Internet, I don’t know who did it, and I bought hot search.

An Ji is somehow a well-known writer. Even if most of them don't know him, they will click in when they see a title like that.

The other party not only buys hot search, but also buys navy.

Chuzheng spent money to withdraw the hot searches, and put up a few others to cover the hot searches in Anji.

When there are more popular melons, these netizens will immediately abandon the previous melons.

When they think about it again, the hot search about An Ji has almost withdrawn.

However, there are still many people discussing in the fan circle.

-

"Hot search removed?"

Ren Qi put on the mask, and when he heard this, she sat up abruptly, Bai Sensen's mask looked a bit hideous.

"Who did it?" Ren Qi gritted her teeth: "I don't know? What do you eat?"

Ren Qi was so angry that the people on the other end of the phone dared not speak.

Finally, Ren Qi got tired of scolding and said: "I don't believe it, the people behind him have such good patience!"

Ren Qi hung up the phone, pulled off the mask, her eyes flashed slightly, she turned out the address book, and dialed a call.

It took a while to connect over there: "Hu Mei?"

-

Chuzheng slid the data in the phone, and finally two photos.

The woman looks at the camera **** and charming, wearing only a swimsuit with little fabric on her body. She has an exquisite figure, which is definitely the standard match of many women's envy and men's imagination.

The key is that this person...Chuzheng met.

Good guy card is fine!

Being searched by such a beautiful beauty, she lied to me and said there was nothing wrong!

Chuzheng also vomited, and didn't think too much about it. After all, she felt that good people have always cleaned themselves and would not do anything.

Ren Qi...

Ren Qi’s father was in business. He used to hear that he was also on the road.

The key is that Ren Qi's father's brother has someone working on it.

It was a coincidence that the people from Xiangyue knew Ren Qi's father and had a good relationship.

Isn't it easy to have money and strength to aim at a peaceful peace without power?

Ren Qi...

The one who **** me!

Chu Zheng was thinking about how to do it... No, when I talked to them about the core values ​​of socialism, a text message came in.

[The news that Ren Qi knew was provided by Hu Mei. ]

The number is a hidden number. This is the private investigator recommended by Feixiu before.

Chuzheng paid a high price and asked him to check this for himself overnight.

Hu Mei...

An's mother robbed her husband and also took away a house and a lot of savings. Hu Mei hated An's mother as it should.

just……

Isn't it a bit too much to deal with An Ji?

Can anyone move my card?

Chuzheng tapped the phone keyboard expressionlessly, his low eyelashes blocking the chill in his eyes.

[Does Hu Mei have an address? ]

[Yes, three thousand. ] The other party responded quickly.

Chu Zheng: "..."

After Chuzheng finished the transfer, the other party sent an address.

Chuzheng walked to Anji's room, looked inside, a little worried, found the key of Anji, and locked the person here.