Chapter 74 Does your conscience really hurt?

Sure enough, Lu Jingyao’s fans and Ling Zhiyan’s fans have never dealt with it.

Popularity can be noisy for a long time.

Anyway, no one is convinced.

After a while, Mu Chendong suddenly tactically leaned back and looked at Su Xia suspiciously.

"Why are you so familiar with Lu Jingyao's affairs and still help him to speak," he widened his eyes, "you are not a whale, right?"

Whale is the name of Lu Jingyao's fans.

Su Xia didn’t panic at all. She raised her eyes casually: “No, at that time I was more interested in the entertainment industry. I was a bystander. I think Lu Jingyao’s popularity is higher.”

She continued: "Of course you are right. If Ling Zhiyan didn't go abroad to relax, he should be traffic. But he is also very good now. Popular fans are also very high, and others are also very good. , And I know myself very well."

Lu Jingyao and Xu Si walked over not far after talking about the matter, and heard Su Xia's voice.

"Ling Zhiyan clearly realized that his state was not good when he was so popular, and he decided to put down his career and go abroad to relax. I think he is really sober, and I admire him very much."

Su Xia said: "So, I am neutral, I am just talking about my ideas objectively."

Xue Mingan: "."

Does your conscience really hurt?

Lu Jingyao walked over behind Su Xia, with no expression on his face.

Mu Chendong heard her praise of her idol, and reluctantly agreed with her statement: "Alright."

He looked up and down: "But just now, with your enthusiasm, I really thought you were a whale."

Su Xia waved her hand: "No, no, if I were, the media would have picked it up a long time ago. How can I hide it for so many years."

Mu Chendong thought, but it was really true.

How can the media have not picked up such an explosive news yet.

He muttered: "Then don't forget to ask for a Ling Zhiyan's autograph for me."

Su Xia: "No problem!"

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Lin Luo returned home after a busy day at work.

She turned on the light, and was suddenly startled by a figure sitting on her small sofa.

The figure turned his head, Qing Jun Junyi’s face was no longer the usual ruthless yin bird, and now it was a little more leisurely.

Huo Yin casually said: "I'm back."

Lin was frustrated: "Can you stop being supernatural! It will scare people to death, don’t you know!"

"Well, pay attention next time." It was obviously perfunctory. He turned on the TV with Erlang's legs and said, "I'm hungry."

Lin Luo couldn't help but stare wide.

Is this person too familiar?

They have only just met for a long time, and they don’t trust much when they say they trust.

She asked incredulously: "How did you get in!"

The door was locked well when she left, and there is no sign of being pried open now.

How did he get in!

Huo Yin took the key out of his pocket and threw it on the coffee table: "The spare key should be hidden a little bit. No one can think of it under the cushion at the door."

Lin Luo gritted his teeth: "But no one is as boring as you and likes to break into other people's homes."

"How do you know if it is," Huo Yin asked, "but not everyone is a good person."

He lazily talked again: "I have what you want for you. Before that, I'm going to cook, I'm hungry."

(End of this chapter)