Chapter 89 President Dad Help!

  Jing Jihan picked up the glass and looked back at her: "What drunk crazy are you playing again?"

  As a result, Su suddenly walked towards him, raised his hand, and pointed at him in the chest.

   Then, as if to make sure that the person in front of him was a real person, and not an illusion, he continued to poke him hard in the chest twice.

  Jing Jihan just pushed her nervous hand away, the woman in front of her suddenly squatted down, hugged his leg and cried out, "President, help!!!"

  Jing Jihan's eyebrows jumped twice: "..."

  As if feeling that his sincerity was not enough, Shi Su suddenly fart directly on the ground, and just knelt down on the ground, holding his leg tightly, closing his eyes with a look of a strong man with a broken wrist.

  The temperature of the water in the glass is no longer hot, and it will be cold if you don’t drink it.

  Jing Jihan was silent for a while, then said lightly: "Get up first and drink sober tea."

  Shi Su still held his leg, only two words clinging to his mouth, muttering against his leg and saying: "Help!"

Jing Jihan sighed slightly, put the cup down in his hand, and then helped the person up. Shi Su held him with both hands and refused to let go. He pulled the person up forcibly with a slight force. Goodbye, there was no sober look at all. The blue veins on his forehead couldn't help but jump.

  "When did you know?" He spoke in a calm and calm tone, holding hands on her shoulders, stabilizing the woman who was almost unsteady, and said in a deep voice, "Stand well."

  The imperative tone as always.

  Shi Su couldn't stand at all, but looked at him with both eyes, first he smiled, then he smiled, and then he fell back unsupported by his body.

Jing Jihan hugged the person, and Shi Su suddenly rammed his whole body directly into his arms, and happened to be confined by the man's single arm. A cup of sober tea was instantly handed to her mouth, half-coaxing and half-pouring her. Drink it in.

  "Cough, cough..." Shi Su pushed him away while coughing, staggering down on the sofa in front of him, coughing painfully for a long time: "You...cough..."

  At this moment, Lu Zhao sent a few messages.

  Jing Jihan lightly glanced at Shisu, who just coughed because of his uncomfortable throat, and picked up the phone.

  Lu Zhao posted a few screenshots, and very concisely and clearly sent over what happened to Shisu on Weibo in text form.

Finally, the key point: [In terms of the current regulations on tainted artists by the Guangxi Zong Bureau, once the identity of Shisu who has been involved in other people’s love and marriage is confirmed, she will be asked to leave the crew directly, delete all her scenes, and change it. Others came to play her role, and at the same time they would be fined a huge amount of liquidated damages, and in the future, she would no longer have a foothold in the circle, and was directly blocked by Xue Zang. In the face of such media public opinion and crazy online violence, liking the incident is tantamount to giving her a conclusive conclusion, and naturally, she has no room to fight back. The other party seems to know how to pinch such an ant to death. It's amazing. ]

  Shi Su coughed a few times, then fell asleep on the sofa again.

  Jing Jihan received his phone, looked back at the little drunk who was humming in his dream, picked him up and sent him back to the bedroom.

When    helped her cover her quilt, she saw Shi Su frowning in her sleep. Her hair was not completely dry, some wet and cold, which obviously made her sleep uncomfortable.

  There is a hair dryer in the bathroom of the master bedroom. Jing Jihan got up and took the hair dryer, plugged in the electricity, leaned over the bed and tucked Shisu's long hair to the same side, helping her to dry her hair.

After the beard, the whirring wind stopped, Shi Su tilted his head to sleep more and more, his hair was no longer wet, and his brows gradually stretched out.

   Putting down the hair dryer, Jing Jihan sat by the bed, looked at the little woman in her sleep, and pushed away the two strands of hair that had been messed up on her forehead.

  Anyone will inevitably wear a variety of masks outside, and only at home can they restore their most authentic self.

  He spent more than a month with Shi Su in this house. He knew exactly what kind of person she was.

  The phone heard a message alert again, Jing Jihan helped Shi to lift the quilt up, and picked up the phone with the other hand.

Lu Zhao: [I asked someone to check the IP location. Yicheng only went on a business trip to the Imperial City two days ago. He hasn't come back yet, but the IP location he logged in on Weibo today shows Jiang City. The precise IP area is Building A9, Fenglin Jingshu. ]

  Jing Jihan called Lu Zhao: "Who lives there?"

   "Jiangshi Shijia, the head of Shihong Group, the Shiyunyin I found before is the jewel in the palm of this house."

Jing Jihan looked at Shisu who was sleeping more and more, took her mobile phone, opened her Weibo, and glanced at the cursed private comments in the abuse, and said coldly: "The dirty things are unsightly, I The bottom line is to settle it before dawn."

  After all, after dawn, he must first solve Shisu’s so-called "President's father".

  There is no need to take up eyes and energy from these dirty things on the Internet and media.

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[Your mom died! Your dad is dead! Your whole family is dead! ]

  [What are you, dare to **** my husband from our family voice, disgusting! ]

  [You, he. Mom, do all the bad things, be careful when you go out and get a car accident! ]

  [Whoever gives you the courage to grab a man with the queen, I wish you the whole family! ]

  Shi Su suddenly sat up, still thinking about the things that repeatedly tortured her in her sleep, and the private messages and comments that popped out one after another on Weibo yesterday.

  Sitting on the bed for a long time, she looked down at the quilt on her body and then looked at the bed under her.

  Why did she go back to the master bedroom to sleep?

  I drank too much alcohol yesterday. Although I am not as uncomfortable as I imagined after waking up, I had too many nightmares about Weibo overnight, and I still raised my hand and knocked my head with a headache. Before I could think about it, I lifted the quilt and got out of bed. While walking outside, I wondered how I would explain the things on Weibo to the director when I went to the studio this afternoon.

  The news hadn't fermented much during the filming last night, I will definitely know today.

  If she had just arrived on the set in the afternoon, she would not be surprised that what they handed her was no longer a script, but a contract cancellation agreement.

  She should have thought that even if she is calm and there are many ways to solve the problem, she can face an opponent like Shi Yunyin, not only relying on these to twist her arms over her thighs.

  If it were herself, she could still think of some ways to retreat from the whole body, but she is now an artist under Jun Jun's hand, and she can't harm Jun Jun.

  Shi Su picked up the phone to read the message sent to her on the 9th day of last night, and walked out. The brain's high-speed operation hadn't fully recovered the clarity, and suddenly, he crashed into a strong and warm chest.

  She moved for a while, raised her eyes, and suddenly met the man's dark and silent eyes.

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  　　 Recently, I have been trying hard to save the manuscript, and the amount of updates will gradually increase with the arrangement of the editor, and there will be more explosions in the future~

  　　 (PS: Each chapter will keep more than two thousand words.)

  　　

  　

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