C107 What Kind of Stimulation Did He Suffer

"Yang, what should we do?" Qiao Xinyou looked at Gao Yang helplessly. This situation was not something she could handle.

The current netizens were so powerful, and she would soon be exposed.

"You don't have to worry. Nothing will happen." Gao Yang comforted Qiao Xinyou.

In fact, he did not know what to do now. Although Errol's company was developing very well, they did not have a certain level of strength in terms of connections and critical public relations.

Gao Yang could only comfort Qiao Xinyou now.

"Yes, maybe they did not know it was me at all." Qiao Xinyou squeezed out a smile from the corner of her mouth and comforted herself. She then said to herself. "Lu Weiwei is really too detestable. She was the one who hit me first. Now, the evil person is the one who first complained and even pretended to be pitiful."

"Why did she hit you?"

" Who knows? "

Who knew what kind of stimulation Lu Weiwei had received.

"A woman like Lu Weiwei really cannot be judged by her appearance." Gao Yang agreed.

"But, Yang," Qiao Xinyou wanted to say, if they really brought me out, what should I do? But seeing Gao Yang's worried look, she did not want to ask anymore. Why did Gao Yang need to worry about her so much?

"Youyou, what do you want to say?"

"Nothing. I just thought that my 'Su Daji's Classic' wasn't good." Qiao Xinyou smiled slightly as if she was not affected by anything.

Gao Yang promised that he would definitely see how things would develop. He promised that he would not make things worse. Qiao Xinyou nodded her head and was full of gratitude towards Gao Yang.

At the same time, Yan Yilang also heard the news on the Internet. He immediately called Uncle Hsu. He asked him to contact all the major media outlets and marketing accounts to clarify this matter. Secondly, he wanted to reveal a bigger piece of information to cover up this hot topic.

Therefore, Uncle Hsu immediately took action. Using the most popular decaying culture, he used it to reveal a pair of hand-held photos of his popular idol, Fresh Meat. This photo was quickly uploaded onto the hot topic by various major marketing accounts and media outlets. It eliminated Lu Weiwei's ranking as number one on the trending page.

Everyone was guessing which two male idols this blurry photo belonged to, but no one knew that it was actually a combination of advanced technology sent by Uncle Hsu.

Yan Yilang informed everyone in the company in the middle of the night. If there was one person who dared to reveal Qiao Xinyou's identity, thus, even if there was an explosive in the entire company, before the news spread out, either delete it immediately or clarify it immediately.

As a small employee, how could they dare to oppose CEO of A Group? Even if they were dissatisfied with Qiao Xinyou, they could only bury their dissatisfaction in their stomachs now.

There were also some people who were doubtful. Wasn't CEO still standing on Lu Weiwei's side when he was in the company? Why was he protecting Qiao Xinyou again?

Very soon, there were people who made wild guesses, saying that Lu Weiwei was the eldest wife and Qiao Xinyou was the youngest wife. In the outside world, one had to give face to the big wife, but in reality, the one who doted on the little wife was the little wife.

Yan Yilang saw that the pair of young and handsome men holding hands finally diverted everyone's attention. At this time, he called Lu Weiwei, "Hello, Lu Weiwei."

When he shouted the three words "Lu Weiwei," it was obvious that he was angry and disgusted.

"Yilang." Lu Weiwei knew why Yan Yilang called. She looked at the half picture of Yan Yilang in her hand. It was taken from Qiao Xinyou's bag. "You are very efficient."

The seduction was unsuccessful and Qiao Xinyou slapped him twice. Yan Yilang kept warning her.

Lu Weiwei had completely recognized the fact that Yan Yilang did not like her. Since that was the case, she did not need to pretend to be gentle and understanding in front of Yan Yilang. She just wanted to get Yan Yilang. As long as her means were good enough.

"Lu Weiwei, you will regret it."

"Yan Yilang, you will also regret it."

Regret not choosing me, regret liking that slut Qiao Xinyou.

"Lu Weiwei, it is time to have some new tricks. In terms of methods, you are not the only one who knows them." The corner of his mouth was a charming smile. Lu Weiwei had ignored his words so many times. He had to teach Lu Weiwei a lesson.

"Yan Yilang!" Lu Weiwei wrinkled the corner of the picture in her hand. "I will never let this matter rest."

Yan Yilang had hung up the phone. Lu Weiwei had completely messed up the picture in her hand. She had held it in her hand for a long time, but her anger had not disappeared. Then, she unfolded the picture again and flattened it with her palm.

She said to Yan Yilang in the picture, "It will be mine sooner or later. It will not just be a picture."

Qiao Xinyou had been using her phone to observe the situation on the Internet, but suddenly there was a news trending topic. Qiao Xinyou clicked on the photo and it was very blurry.

Why did she not put it clearly? If it was a fujoshi, she would die of anger.

En, just by looking at it like this, it felt that her appearance was not bad. It should be very compatible. Indeed, men were all snatching men from women.

All kinds of news rushed out and quickly covered up Lu Weiwei's search ranking. Qiao Xinyou scrolled through her Weibo and sighed at the speed of the Weibo era. It was as if she was out of date if she was not careful.

However, the most fortunate thing was that she had just seen someone say that Yan Yilang's Secretary was a little famous model, Qiao Xinyou. Now, the news had been completely covered up.

Qiao Xinyou grinned and started to laugh. "Thank you, young man, for your true love!" She rolled back and forth on the bed, unable to suppress her joy. The worry she had earlier was now gone.

Qiao Xinyou was in a good mood as she continued scrolling through Weibo. Many people below started to guess about the fresh meat in the photo. Some said it was that famous singer, and some said it was a famous actor. Qiao Xinyou was also silently guessing in her heart. Who was this body shape?

Then, the phone call came.

"Qiao Xinyou, open the curtains." Yan Yilang's voice came from the phone.

Since the last time Yan Yilang climbed into Qiao Xinyou's room through the window, Qiao Xinyou's family had closed the windows and closed the curtains.

Yan Yilang asked her to open the curtains. Was this guy outside the window again?

Qiao Xinyou put on her shoes and went to the window. When her hand reached for the curtains, she hesitated for a moment, but in the end, she still opened it.

Yan Yilang was indeed standing in front of the window.

Yan Yilang held his phone with one hand and gently knocked on the window with the other.

Qiao Xinyou just looked at him.

Through the glass, he seemed to be very far away, as if he had reached the horizon for a long time.

"Slowly, open the window." Yan Yilang's voice was very soft and gentle, as if it was inlaid with a layer of moonlight. It was unknown if it was because of the phone.

Qiao Xinyou opened the window and hung up the phone.

"CEO, why are you here so late?"

"Are you feeling better now?"

"Yes."

" Your ability to resist pressure is quite strong. "

It seems that the information about the young meat is indeed effective. He no longer seems to be worried about it.

"Does his face still hurt?" Yan Yilang continued to ask.

Qiao Xinyou reached out and touched her face. It still hurt a little. However, Yan Yilang, can you not be so suddenly gentle? This kind of action would make people lose their hearts, "Yan Yilang, you can go back. Thank you for your concern."

"Alright." Yan Yilang nodded and said, "Don't pull the curtains. I want to see you."

Qiao Xinyou did not make a sound. Why did the f * ck Yan Yilang want to act like he was deeply in love with her? Couldn't he act like he was normal? Didn't you want to take revenge on me and torture me?

Yan Yilang turned around and walked towards the direction where the car was parked.

After taking two steps, he looked back again. Qiao Xinyou was still standing in front of the window and looking at him. He was about to stop and turn around to smile at Qiao Xinyou, but Qiao Xinyou had already closed the window and closed the curtains.

That smile, he did not have the time to laugh.

Yan Yilang suddenly had a feeling that Qiao Xinyou was a person who looked brighter than anyone when she smiled. When it came to cruelty, she was also a person who was crueler and colder than anyone else.