Compared with online public opinion, warmth should eat and drink.

Not affected at all.

It's not entirely because she saw from Old Jiang's noodle palace that the two had more fate than that, and there was nothing to worry too much about her youthful acting skills as a newcomer.

After working hard, the rest will be left to God.

But Jiang Ci didn't think so.

When I woke up in the morning, I saw the little fairy voter being behind and I was so angry that I became red-hot.

He was worried that Wen Yang would be frustrated, and his first thought was to open WeChat to comfort her: "Don't be afraid of little fairy, there is a Buddha who won't let you lose the election."

The Feng Family Consortium is the largest investor in "Peach Blossom Fate". No matter what the result is, is it not the Buddha's own decision?

At worst, what if the fairy is given the title of "bringing funds into the group"?

What's wrong with the Buddha's woman? It just makes those stupid women who don't know the world and can only talk behind their backs to figure out the situation - not everyone can mess with his little fairy!

But Wen Yang did not agree with his words.

The crew specially asked the publicity and distribution team to hype up the topic online, striving to "fairness and justice". At this time, the end of the votes was approaching. If the vote list was selected by passers-by, she would rashly intercept her, afraid that she would not walk and look at it behind her back.

But it is inevitable to lose.

The pay for this drama is the start-up capital for her new store opening!

Moreover, Mrs. Jiang’s biggest wish is to see "Yun Zheng" with her own eyes, and the clues of her ghost tears are still on Mrs. Jiang!

Although it is inevitable to get it, Wen Yang doesn't like to owe favors.

It was almost 12 noon, and Feng Lingche, who had not entered her room for two nights, came back.

The maids stood in a row, looking devoutly as if they regarded the man in the middle as a god.

Wen Yang leaned against the handrail on the second floor, looked at the man who was even a little noble and cold in his bones, and turned around and went back to the room.

Now she doesn't want to see him.

Feng Lingche felt the warm breath disappear, and looked up at the place where Wen Yang disappeared, frowned slightly.

"You two... are you quarrel?"

The sharp-eyed Chen Yan suddenly saw something wrong with Wen Yang, "Why do you feel like you look at the Buddha's eyes now like a scumbag?"

"Is there any?" Wen Yang lay back on the bed and turned over, her eyes falling on the birds leaning against each other outside the window, her tone was faint, "What does it have to do with me whether he comes back?"

"You might be..." Zhou Hefu was in his heart, "Because he saw through Lin Yan's thoughts with your Buddha, are you jealous?"

Otherwise, how could I explain the behavior of Wen Yang locking the door when she came back after visiting the supermarket that day?

Wen Yang bounced one of the birds to another city. When he heard this, he immediately turned his head and looked at Zhou He strangely, "What's jealous?"

Zhou He's expression paused slightly, and he was speechless for a moment.

The couple was in a relationship for a long time, but this guy didn't even know what jealousy meant?

She suddenly cried out for Feng Lingche, who had been guarding the door for two consecutive nights.

"Jealous... Maybe it's like seeing others covet their beloved man, and you will feel sour and astringent in your heart. You can't eat it and you can't sleep at night?"

Wen Yang breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, "Then I'm not jealous."

She slept soundly and ate snacks very well, not at all the same as Zhou He said.

Zhou He looked at the ignorant foolish beauty on his face with the capital "sour" character, and resisted the desire to expose it.

Suddenly I remembered the vote list I saw on my phone when I woke up this morning. I was about to speak when a knock on the door suddenly came from the door.

Needless to say, everyone knows who it is. After Zhou He and Chen Yan held hands and disappeared on the spot, Wen Yang sat up, hugged her knees and said lightly, "If you have something to do, just talk at the door."

Feng Lingche outside the door heard that she was still angry, and a curve was unconsciously raised in the corner of her lips. He said in a light voice, "The orange juice is here, do you want to drink it?"

The room was silent for a while, and the door was slammed open.

Today, Wen Yang is not as good as the white cheongsam of the past, but it is also a lady's lavender dress. The unique waist-hugging design makes the already slender waist more and less than one hand.

Feng Lingche's eyes darkened. Thinking of the scene where she was trembling slightly under her body with white skin that night, the Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.

There are countless beauties in the mall. I once knew how many wealthy daughters had put down their figure and wanted to climb onto his bed. He felt irritable and disgusted.

Unexpectedly, after many years of abstinence, I would have a day when I could not control myself when I saw someone.

Feng Lingche suppressed his restlessness and unscrewed the cap of the orange juice bottle and handed it to her.

"Don't worry about voting." He whispered, his voice a little hoarse, but it still sounded nice. "The real-time data analysis table has been published online, which is enough to prove that Liu Qingxian's agency has bought her tickets."

"Ticket swipe?" Wen Yang finally looked over, his eyes a little unpredictable.

It turns out that this world will also make false statements.

Thinking of the bad-looking agent standing beside Liu Qingxian, she curled her lips and smiled.

"So, Liu Qingxian owes me a favor."

In just 12 hours, the popularity has increased unprecedentedly, and the official is very good at making trouble. Not only did he take this opportunity to increase the exposure of "Peach Blossom Fate", but he also made several hot searches.

Seeing that the words #Yun Zheng is not Liu Qingxian# are among the top five topics, another hot search is coming quietly like a dark horse that has escaped its reins!

#Shengqiao Entertainment Tickets#

When netizens clicked on the page, the first thing that caught their eye was a data analysis diagram of green lines on black background.

The real-time voting data of two female second candidates in each time period are clearly marked.

Wen Yang, who was originally ahead of 730,000 votes, was overtaken by Liu Qingxian, who soared at the speed of the rockets, less than ten minutes into the voting event.

In the end, it was 400,000.

Although the background did not monitor the suspected malicious ticket swipe of the small zombie account.

But the next picture of the analysis picture is Anne's chat history and screenshot of her real-name purchase of an account to swipe her tickets and her bank transfer screenshot.

This wave of magical operations is far beyond Wen Yang's imagination.

"How did you get it?" She looked at Feng Lingche in surprise.

Looking at the amazement in his wife's eyes, Feng Lingche felt a slight pleasure in his heart. He pulled Wen Yang's soft and boneless slender hands and said with a smile, "The ticket-making company Annie found is exactly the industry under Feng's family."

As early as when Anne contacted the company, the people under her command saw that it was a woman protected by Lord Buddha, so she diligently told him about the matter.

Although he knew early in the morning that the other party would not let Wen Yangying go easily, he did not expect things to go so smoothly.

Not only did he make money, he also obtained the most powerful evidence.

In response to this, Wen Yang had to give her thumbs up in admiration.

——He deserves to be rich.

"What should I do if Liu Qingxian?" Wen Yang suddenly thought.

Such a thing must have a great impact on Liu Qingxian's reputation. She has seen that woman's spiritual platform and will have Fukuo Jinguang in the future. She should not have been misunderstood.
Chapter completed!