Chapter 95: The Emperor’s Hidden Marriage

He Poan found himself unable to see the script at all.

He will go to the phone in a short time and see if he doesn't want to see it.

Repeat this action for a while.

Komaki strangely asked: "Ang, what happened?"

He Poan said coldly: "Nothing."

He didn't want to admit it at all. He would have worried about whether Bai Weiwei had died or not. After all, she didn't seem to be in good health.

Is she good to shut him down?

Humph!

And this white Wei Wei is licking the seeds, watching Weibo comments.

He Poan is too red, people are not many, fans are many, black powder is also more, other companies buy more water he black.

After all, he is so red, the key is to grab more resources, not to rest at all, what good dramas have been taken away by him, others can only drink soup.

So hate his star is terrible.

And in addition to black, he has a big name, but there is really nothing to be black.

No gossip, professional work attitude, love fans, no other family to catch him black has no chance.

It’s hard to have a decent black material now, it’s just a national revelry.

And the fans of He Poan picked up their sleeves, picked up their knives, set up machine guns, pulled up the banner of guardian He Boan, and started the massacre.

Battle black powder, war water army, war against the head company.

Anyway, I will fight these black materials.

No one can say that Ho Po An is not good, this is the attitude of fans of He Poan.

Bai Weiwei looked at her post and was suppressed. She immediately began to rummage and find things.

System: "What are you looking for?"

Bai Weiwei: "Selling a contract."

Bai Weiwei found the contract signed by He Boan.

Blocking his name, some conditions are also blocked, only the signature of He Poan, and the number of tens of millions above.

This is simply evidence of iron nailing.

Then Bai Weiwei took a photo upload and the finger quickly started to send a new Weibo.

"He Moumou, the film's unbearable past, for tens of millions of sales, shameless, and a group of neurotic drama fans fan dance"

As soon as the photo was revealed, the fan recognized the autograph of He Bo'an and cooperated with the contract.

The fans were completely blown up.

Black powder is burning.

He Po Anhong is getting dark.

Xiaomu knew this for the first time. He immediately rushed to He Poan. "Angkor is not good, and things are exposed."

He Poan is still absent-minded watching the phone, "What?"

Komaki showed him his mobile phone and enlarged the photo of the contract.

He Poan was originally sitting, and after seeing the photo, he stood up immediately and his face was particularly ugly.

This contract is in the hands of Bai Weiwei.

The woman dared to reveal their hidden marriage.

Komaki immediately said: "Ang, now the whole online said that you are being taken care of, saying that you are a little white face to eat soft rice."

He ~ Xiaobai face ~ soft rice man ~ Poan face quickly gloomy, eyes are angry to red.

He laughed twice. "Good, Bai Weiwei, you are looking for death."

When he finished, he immediately ran out to drive and went all the way to Bai Weiwei’s home.

He Poan got out of the car and took out the key with anger and opened the door. As a result, he couldn't open it.

Did Bai Weiwei even change the door lock?

He Poan even thinks that Bai Weiwei is a guilty conscience. He is angry and shoots the door. "Bai Weiwei, give me out."

The result was taken for ten minutes, and there was no sound at all.

"Bai Weiwei, I will kill you without opening the door."

Second more. I am writing the third one and will be late. muah

(End of this chapter)