Heart attack

Chapter 130
"Bang bang—" a bucket of paint suddenly slammed open towards the car door.

Fast and precise, it was obviously aimed at them.

Tang Hong was also taken aback. Looking at the glowing red paint on the car window, his eyes turned red instantly, "What's going on?"

The voice was quite calm, Guo Erqi didn't notice anything unusual, and explained: "Just now when I came in, I found that something was wrong with that fan. Seeing her walking towards us, I felt that something was going to happen. I didn't expect to dare to throw something directly."

"Hmm." She replied carefully.

The cracks in the window glass are reflected in the eyes, and the thick glass takes the circle as the center, spreads outward, and cracks.

"I'll call for someone to catch up."

Guo Erqi protected Tang Hongyi, and he didn't open the car door until someone ran away outside the car window. There were a few security guards standing outside the door, and there were four or five paint buckets at his feet. "Grab her and call the police."

Back inside the house was sent by Guo Erqi, Tang Hongyi kept frowning, "Did someone catch it?"

Guo Erqi shook his head, "I ran away, but there are surveillance cameras, I will definitely be arrested tonight, you should rest well, you are just an unscrupulous fan."

Luo Zifan, who just heard the news, lost his soul, chased after him, and ran to Tang Hongyi non-stop in front, "Editor Tang, are you okay? I didn't expect there to be an illegitimate child. Just wait, I'm going to post on Weibo right now, have you called the police? Shut her up!"

"I'm fine." I was really scared at that moment just now, but now that I've slowed down enough, I'm not afraid anymore, "She didn't throw it at me, your fans are not very good at accuracy."

"Fuck, bastards are the most annoying." Luo Zifan scolded angrily, looking like he had been tortured by bastards.

Guo Erqi patted her, "Go to sleep first, the management system in the store is strict, no one will break in, don't worry."

"Okay, you guys go to bed early."

After closing the door, Tang Hongyi's heart trembled suddenly, and it took a while to return to normal. The bucket of paint was heavy and accurate. If she hadn't dodged just now, it would have hit her head.

It was almost unbelievable, she just cleaned up in a hurry, lying on the bed and covering herself tightly with the quilt.

The quilt had a fresh sandalwood scent. She lit the incense on the bed and found that it was mint, very light, and it smelled reassuring.

Holding the incense, Tang Hong felt inexplicably relieved, and the uneasiness that hung over her was slowly let go, and the strong mint smell made her feel more relieved.

She picked up the phone in the spare time, and Luo Zifan really sent it when he said he wanted to send it.

【Some people please stop hurting everyone who is my identity in the name of liking me!For all the things that happened tonight, I will call the police, @黑子汤, sorry for the shock I caused you. 】

The news had already spread through different channels, and the video that was splashed tonight topped the list.

#Luo Zifan apologizes#
#Illegal fans are not fans#
#薇子汤#
"That Sabi has the ability to come out! Hit my wife and I will kill you."

"Illegitimate life is really scary, if you hit it with that force, you will die..."

"@锦衣传作品团, why don't you explain what happened? What if someone dies? The screenwriter's life is not his life?!"

"I'm so mad. It made my blood pressure rise. That person is too vicious."

"It was unbelievable to be smashed. I think that person has mental problems."

"Luo Zifan is single! Single! Single! Yizigeng's screenwriter is single! Single! Single! The two of you have a serious conversation! Please do not interfere with your private life, please do not harm actors, screenwriters, directors, staff, etc.!"

"Please be sensible when chasing stars, and be well-known."

"Boycott illegitimate students, illegitimate students are not fans! Boycott illegitimate students, illegitimate students are not fans!"

The comments were very friendly, and Tang Hong couldn't help feeling relieved. He clicked on Weibo and edited: "No injury, thank you for your concern, ready to sleep, good night everyone~
"I feel sorry for the barley, but it's okay."

"Bless you to have a good dream tonight, good night."

(End of this chapter)