142: C142 Call Me Husband(1)

C142 Call Me Husband(1)

Yan Wanwan's performance this time was undoubtedly very outstanding. In addition to the small popularity of the Autumn Car Exhibition, she had gained quite a lot of cosmetic powder. The attention even surpassed Zhang Wenji and Yan Mengrou.

Some of the media praised Yan Wanwan as the strongest dark horse this year.

Unfortunately, good times did not last long.

Not long after, a topic was put on the trending list. [A sex wild model has been nominated for the finals of Top Road. It's not just the entertainment industry that is in chaos!]

The netizens posted a screenshot of the competition. It was Hua Xu at the backstage. The ring on Yan Wanwan's neck fell out from her collar. It was very eye-catching under the light.

The netizens revealed: [The female model with the surname H was dressed plainly two months ago. She was still working at school.] It could be seen that life was not comfortable. However, the necklace in the screenshot was exquisitely designed. Pure pink diamond, valued at seven digits. Among the twenty models in the finals, even the worst one had taken pictures of the cover of the magazine several times. And the H wild model had no works or results. ]

Most of the netizens were blown away by the wind:

[The people who praised Yan Wanwan before were all the spammers that she hired! ]

[Yan Wanwan's steps are rotten like nothing. She dares to compete with Zhang Wenji. Have some face!] 】

[Do you want to know why an unknown wild model can enter the finals? @ Top Road Organization Committee

Previously, they praised Yan Wanwan as much as they could, but now, the netizens were turning against each other. Occasionally, a few people would speak up for Yan Wanwan, but they would be drowned in the curses on the Internet.

When Wanwan found out that this matter had fermented to such an extent, it was already very late. She made an apple pie and uploaded a production video to her gourmet account. Then, she posted the relevant content.

As the person involved in this matter, she was almost the last to know that the Program Set of Top Road had actually made a move first.

The Program Set conducted a video interview with her model in the final round of the qualifiers -

Zhang Wenji said, "If I remember correctly, the dress that Miss Yan Wanwan wore that day was the limited edition of this year's Fan Sizhe. The price was six digits. I wanted to buy it before, but in the end, there was no more stock."

Since she could not afford it herself, then it must have been bought by a shady buyer!

Another model said, "After the evening of the show, Wanwan went out for a trip. When she came back, it seemed to be a Rolls-Royce that sent her back. I don't know if it was her family's car or someone else's car."

Yan Mengrou immediately denied this and said that it was not her family's.

Under the camera, everyone was smart. It was enough not to directly say how strong Yan Wanwan was or whether she had any background. It was enough to say some words that could easily cause people to speculate.

Hence, Yan Wanwan was judged as "A unknown wild model entered the finals with a sponsor. A rich man from the Night Society obtained the qualification to participate in the second round of the finals." In a short one hour, she was almost drowned out by the insults on the Internet.

"Yan Wanwan."

"Ah - - -!"

A voice suddenly came from behind. Wanwan was shocked and her elbow touched the fruit knife beside her.

The tip of the knife fell straight down. When it was a few centimeters away from Yan Wanwan's toes, a big hand grabbed the handle of the knife and stabilized it in time.

Fu Sihan looked at the phone on the coffee table. It was the content Shang Junchi had told him to look at.

At this moment, a comment from an online friend was displayed on the screen of the phone.

[I strongly request the organizing committee to kick Yan Wanwan, that trash out of the competition. I also request that the competition be fair!]

Fu Sihan's eyebrows jumped, and his anger surged. He turned his hand and covered the screen of the phone. His tone was cold and fierce. "If you are an idiot, don't look at it."

Wanwan blinked, and her eyes were filled with bitterness.

The door of the gateway was still open and the man's hair was a little messy. It was because he walked too fast that he felt tired.

"Seven digits. I, Fu Sihan, don't use such a cheap wedding ring." His mouth was cold, but his eyes were staring at her. His light brown eyes were deep and cold, and there were complex and surging emotions in his eyes.

"Third Elder Brother, why did you suddenly come back?" She was half a beat slower to recall what he had just said. She was somewhat in disbelief, "You are because... This?"

She tried to show him her phone but was stopped by him.

"Stupid woman, you don't even know how to fight back when you're bullied?" Fu Sihan's fingers caressed Yan Wanwan's eyes and she subconsciously closed her eyes.

There was a throbbing pain in her heart.

Wanwan touched it and it was dry.

"I didn't cry." Her mind was still the same as before. She replied dryly with a trembling voice.

She was not far from crying.

Yan Wanwan's smoke ring was red and she felt wronged, but at the same time, she felt that it was not worth crying.

She did not have a management company or a team to operate for her. In front of powerful netizens, she was like a fish on a chopping board that had no power to fight back.

Wanwan's thoughts gradually returned to normal and she realized that Fu Sihan was actually squatting on the ground, trying to keep his eyes level with her who was sitting on the stall.

There seemed to be a rare heartache and gentleness in the man's eyes. He suddenly came back...

It was because... Was it her?

Wanwan's heart skipped a beat unnaturally.

She opened her eyes unnaturally and explained, "Actually, I don't really care about being criticized by netizens. I'm just very disappointed in the organizing committee. In order to garner attention, they used me as a live target to attract attention."

Fu Sihan was very tall and squatting did not feel comfortable. He sat on the sofa and grabbed Yan Wanwan's waist at the same time. He easily lifted her up.

Wanwan only felt that her body was light and in the next moment, she sat on a soft spot.

It was Fu Sihan's legs.

He hugged her.

"Be good, cry if you want to."

This young master loves you.

"I don't want to cry." Wanwan twisted her head and wanted to go down. Such an intimate and intimate action made her subconsciously reject, "You, you let go of me."

"Don't move! As Fu Sihan's woman, you can still be bullied. You are so stupid!"

After saying that, he even patted Yan Wanwan's as punishment.

After doing this, Fu Sihan was stunned for a very short half a second.

... It seemed to be very good.

Wanwan looked at him in shock. He actually... actually...

"It's all because of you!"

Because of that hit, Wanwan's mind went blank for a moment. She was angry and embarrassed. With a red face, she complained, "Could it be that I can say that I'm wearing a wedding ring? I'm sitting in my husband's car. Did my husband force me to wear a six-digit skirt? "

This man was too unreasonable!

Wanwan was still guessing that he suddenly came back because of those rumors, but when she thought about it, she was a little touched.1

But thinking about it again, the cause of these rumors was all because of him. He, this bastard, actually hit her... hit her!

This was too much!

Fu Sihan looked at her and was silent for a while before suddenly saying:

"Call again."

"What is it?"

"Hubby," said Wang Yao.

"Wanwan covered her mouth. Her deer eyes were round from shock.

What did she say just now?

She actually said husband in front of Fu Sihan?!

Was she crazy?!

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