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Chapter 32 Private Matters

"Nonsense!" Zhang Qingyi couldn't help but cursed after reading the most popular leaking post, "Are people who believe this really stupid? You almost died on the spot. Could it be that you loved Gu Jue to the point of dying?

Don’t want any more?”

Mo Wenchu ​​was still looking at her phone silently. The contents of the revelations were vivid and well-founded. If she hadn't been one of the parties involved, she might have really believed the contents of the revelations.

"It's just a conspiracy theory to satisfy everyone's curiosity. It's normal for some people to believe it."

"You can see clearly." Zhang Qingyi crossed her arms and paced back and forth in the room.

Mo Wenchu ​​looked at her and consoled her, "I don't see the use of looking away. The public relations company must come forward to deal with this matter."

"I'll go contact you."

"If you want the best, money is not an issue."

Do netizens think they are mentally retarded for deliberately engaging in such a massive and painful ploy to save Xijue?

"I just like how domineering you are." Zhang Qingyi took her mobile phone and left the ward.

The most authoritative public relations company in the industry was hired at a high price to handle this matter, but before the public relations company could take action, a new round of rumor campaigns began again.

An anonymous user posted a surveillance video showing that Mo Wenchu ​​secretly visited the prop room in the middle of the night a few days ago.

As soon as this video was forwarded, it immediately became evidence that Mo Wen had planned a torture plan. For a time, she was ridiculed on the Internet.

"This is really a steal, but a loss of rice. Isn't Mo Wenchu's mind full of water?"

"With her IQ, it's surprising that Gu Jue can like her."

"People are getting married and Mo Wenchu ​​is still holding on to her. She is a rubbish mistress."



Mo Wenchu ​​wished she could get into her cell phone and pick out those who made sarcastic remarks and beat them up.

But she couldn't give a reasonable explanation for sneaking into the prop room late at night a few days ago.

Do you want to tell netizens across the country that Mo Ziyao wanted to kill Gu Jue's fiancée, but she prevented a tragedy from happening?

I'm afraid not many people will believe her words, not to mention that since then, all the previous efforts have been in vain.

Therefore, when Zhang Qingyi came to ask her why she sneaked into the prop room, Mo Wenchu ​​fell silent.

"Mo Wenchu, don't tell me that the revelation is true!" Zhang Qingyi almost ran away when she saw Mo Wenchu's reaction.

Mo Wenchu ​​raised her head and shook her head in denial, "How could I be stupid enough to do such a thing."

"Then tell me what exactly you were going to do in the prop room on the 17th?"

"Private matter."

Zhang Qingyi sighed, "What a personal matter."

"It's not convenient to disclose." Mo Wenchu ​​whispered.

If it weren't for Mo Wenchu's injury, Zhang Qingyi would have gone up to beat her by now.

"Mo Wenchu, if you don't speak out, this PR won't be possible."

Mo Wenchu ​​was already appointed at this time, "Then there will be no public relations."

"You're playing with me, right?!"

"No," Mo Wenchu ​​pulled Zhang Qingyi to the bedside, "Although I can't explain the reason why I entered the prop room on the 17th, but if it was really me who bribed Lin Tao to perform a painful trick, why would I do it myself?

Can't I just let Lin Tao do it?"

Seeing that Zhang Qingyi's mood had calmed down a little, Mo Wenchu ​​continued, "Besides, my accident happened yesterday. The crew's props are inspected every day. Why should I take action so far in advance?"

"Even if your logic makes sense, those netizens will definitely cling to the fact that you have been to the prop room."

Zhang Qingyi is experienced and familiar with the changes in online trends.

"Just say that I dropped something in the prop room and went back to pick it up tonight."

Zhang Qingyi frowned and glanced at her, "How many people will believe this nonsense?"

"Those who believe in me will naturally believe it. Those who don't believe me, even if I tell the truth, they will suspect that I am telling a lie."

"Okay, then I'll call them."

Zhang Qingyi finally accepted such a result.

Looking at Zhang Qingyi who was on the phone in the corridor through the window of the ward, Mo Wenchu ​​let out a long sigh of relief.

At noon, Mo Changshan rushed to the hospital as soon as he got off the plane. Looking at the haggard Mo Wenchu ​​on the hospital bed, the eyes of this man who usually made waves outside were red-rimmed.

"Dad, I'm fine." Mo Wenchu ​​didn't feel aggrieved at first, but after seeing her father, her eyes felt a little sore.

Mo Changshan held her hand and said, "It's all dad's fault for failing to protect you."

"I was not careful."

"Wenchu, Dad swears that he will never let you suffer even the slightest injustice in the future."

Mo Wenchu's tears flowed down, and she finally cried loudly in front of the only family member who cared about her.

Because there were other matters at the company, Mo Changshan left the hospital in the afternoon.

According to Mo Wenchu, the public relations company clarified and refuted a series of comments made online, but there are still many people who question Mo Wenchu ​​online.

Fortunately, Mo Wenchu ​​gained a lot of favorable impressions at a charity dinner some time ago, so in this situation, a small number of people still spoke for her.

Mo Wenchu ​​was too lazy to pay attention to the comments on the Internet. She had nothing to do, so she watched movies on the TV in the ward.

"Button."

There was a sudden knock on the door. Mo Wenchu ​​turned around and saw Xiang Wenyu standing at the door, holding a bouquet of lilies in his hand.

"It's really rare that you come to see me." After Xiang Wenyu sat down by the bed, Mo Wenchu ​​looked at him and said with a smile.

Xiang Wenyu still had his usual expression of neither sadness nor joy, "I heard that you almost died."

"If you came to the hospital to ridicule me, you can go back now." Mo Wenchu ​​really couldn't figure out Xiang Wenyu's thoughts.

"This is not the purpose of my coming here. You said last time that you wanted to make "First Love" into a movie."

Only now did Mo Wenchu ​​finally understand the purpose of Xiang Wenyu's visit. She laughed dryly and said, "Don't worry, I will start preparing for this matter after I am discharged from the hospital. The authorization contract has been submitted to the lawyer a few days ago.

I’ve done it and will pass it on to you when the time comes.”

Xiang Wenyu looked at Mo Wenchu ​​with a somewhat guarded look, "Are you serious?"

"Of course, why did I lie to you? What good does it do me to lie to you about this matter?" Mo Wenchu ​​could understand his vigilance towards her. After all, the things the original owner did to Xiang Wenyu before were really unacceptable.

typical.

She changed into a cheerful tone and said, "Let's make a little money together from now on."

Xiang Wenyu looked at the pure smile on her face, and his breathing suddenly stagnated. This was not the first time he saw Mo Wenchu ​​showing such an expression. The last time was in Mei Se.
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