After wearing the book, I became popular in the entertainment industry

Chapter 459 Chapter 459: Let's eat snail noodles tonight

In the CEO's office, Jiang Tang looked at the man, frowned and said, "I'm still checking the surveillance, I don't know who is so over the top, actually sending such things to Sister Yao!"

Bo Nanxian's face was gloomy, and veins stood out on his temples.

He couldn't imagine how terrified Chu Yao's pretty face would be when she saw these things, and how frightened she would be.

He clenched his fists and said in a deep voice, "Let the over there quickly find out, and we must not let it go."

"Manager Li said that Sister Yao has called the police." Jiang Tang received the latest text message.

"It's okay to call the police." The man's voice was chilly, "There are ways to make that person regret it for the rest of his life."

Jiang Tang nodded and guessed: "Is it possible that it is Li Siyu? A few days ago, Sister Yao pursued him for malicious slander in variety shows, and the court will be held in a few days. He may hold a grudge."

Hearing this, Bo Nanxian narrowed his narrow, dark eyes dangerously, and said in a deep voice, "If that's the case, then don't be polite to him, make public what he has done, and let the Internet public opinion punish him."

"Okay!" Jiang Tang should be very loud, and finally let that scumbag Li Siyu get out of the entertainment circle.

Thinking of how disgusting he was, Jiang Tang wanted to beat him.

"Go." Bo Nanxian urged coldly, took out his mobile phone, clicked on WeChat, looked at Chuyao's chat window, and hesitated how to send it to her.

Are you ok?

Or, are you intimidated?

None, definitely not good, must be intimidated, kind of like asking knowingly.

What to send?

Bo Nanxian frowned, the anguish at this moment was deeper than when he was negotiating a contract worth several hundred million yuan.

After a while, he quit WeChat, switched to the address book, and dialed Chuyao's number directly.

The text is too cold, and it is often more comforting not to have a word of personal concern.

After the bell rang a few times, the other end picked it up. It was very quiet, except for a low voice: "Hello."

Her voice obviously didn't have the vitality and publicity before. The man's brows were tightened, and his heart suddenly felt a pain. His tone was softer than usual: "Chu Yao, don't be afraid."

"Huh?" Chu Yao walked out of the monitoring room with her mobile phone, and asked in confusion, "Don't be afraid of anything?"

Bo Nanxian clenched the phone tightly with his knuckle fingers, "I've heard about it."

Chu Yao stood in front of the window sill in the corridor, blinked before realizing, "You mean the prank courier I received?"

Good guy, as expected of the overlord, the speed of receiving news is too fast.

"Well, don't be afraid."

"I'm not afraid."

"Sometimes, you don't have to pretend to be strong."

Chu Yao: "..."

But she was really not afraid, she was just a little disgusted.

She fell silent, and Bo Nanxian thought that she was deeply touched by what he said, and continued: "You can say that you are afraid, I will not laugh at you."

Chu Yao: "..."

She sighed softly, thinking that the other party was also concerned about herself, so she said patiently: "I know, but I'm really not afraid now."

Are you really not afraid now?
These simple words made Bo Nanxian think of other meanings - is it because of his appearance that she is really not afraid?

"That's good." He said softly.

Chu Yao: "Do you have anything else to do?"

Bo Nanxian thought for a while, and asked tentatively, "Dining together tonight?"

Ah this.

"There's a chance another day." Chu Yao refused, because she finally persuaded Brother Tian to eat snail noodles tonight.

(End of this chapter)