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Chapter 218
Less than 10 minutes after the last call, Yan Fuguang's phone rang again.

It was still Mo Yun, but this time her tone was quite different from before.

"Yanyan, do you want to expose?" Mo Yun was not angry, but mainly surprised, or shocked.

"Huh?" Yan Fuguang didn't understand, what was exposed?
"Isn't that what you mean by the photo you just posted on Weibo?"

Mo Yun sighed, well, she knows what's going on!
This little ancestor didn't care at all, just casually slapped it and then posted it casually. As for whether the relationship was exposed or not, I think she never took it seriously.

"Hey, take a look at the Weibo you just posted first, if Weibo can still be opened."

Mo Yun hung up the phone with a headache, no matter how Yan Fuguang planned to respond, he would definitely have to work overtime today.

Yan Fuguang switched back to the Weibo interface. After refreshing, he could only see a circle spinning, and it seemed that he was going to switch to Tianhuangdilao.

It seems that her Weibo has crashed the server again.

Switch to the photo album and open the photo you just took.

In the middle of the picture is a white porcelain bowl without any pattern, there is also a plain stainless steel fork, and the yellow mango looks delicious. Apart from this, there is nothing wrong with the whole picture, except for the lower left corner. ...

Half of the cuffs were exposed there, and there was half of the dial under the cuffs, and half of the portrait on the dial. Although the angle was slightly tilted, anyone who had followed the auction could recognize that the painting was Yan Fuguang.

Is this why Weibo crashed?

Thinking of the word "you" that Ji Yingzhou hesitated to say just now, Yan Fuguang suddenly smiled.

"It turns out that Mr. Ji wants to make it public so much?"

If he had just finished speaking, maybe she would take a new photo, of course, maybe not, the main reason is that this is not something that Ji Yingzhou, who has always been prudent, would do.

Of course, Yan Fuguang really doesn't mind if it is exposed or not, otherwise she would not admit it directly when she ran into a fan in Finland. Ji Yingzhou has always said that she can follow her heart, but he actually couldn't wait to tell the world.

Ji Yingzhou hugged Yan Fuguang tightly, and the voice rang in her ear: "Well, I wish the whole world would know that you are my baby!"

Yan Fuguang took his hand, looked carefully at Bai Feili on her wrist, and smiled: "It's pretty pretty."

In fact, she saw him wearing this watch when she woke up. If she hadn't guessed that the buyer was Ji Yingzhou, she would have bought it herself.

In fact, one fan was right. If someone she didn't know used this to disgust her, she would most likely throw it into the Huangpu River.

Don't think that this watch is not a thing if it is very expensive. In Ji Yingzhou's hands, it is a treasure. If another person buys it, it may not be worth a look in Yan Fuguang's eyes.

"Aren't you angry?"

Hearing Ji Yingzhou's words, Yan Fuguang smiled: "Why are you angry, you are shameless?"

If it wasn't for Yan Fuguang's generous admission to the fans on Christmas Day, Ji Yingzhou would have finished speaking today. He was suddenly greedy just now, but fortunately Yan Fuguang was not angry.

"Clarification will not be clarified, but your identity should not be disclosed, it is not safe or free, what do you think?"

Yan Fuguang is confident that he will not be photographed, but why should he make it easier for the paparazzi? After all, if there is no specific target, these people have no place to photograph them.

"Well, listen to you."

Although it is also impossible to photograph him, Yan Fuguang can make whatever decision he wants, and keep his identity secret for now, so they can be more comfortable for a while.

But who is the orphan Bai Feili can't be hidden from netizens, but Zhao Yige.

Two hours ago, he watched Ji Yingzhou "suspiciously" go to see Yan Fuguang, and two hours later, the two of them broke Weibo!

Now his mind is half speechless, half shocked, what else can he say, he can only slap a few times and give a capital NB.

Although Ji Yingzhou didn't reply to any of the messages he sent in the past, it doesn't matter, as long as the phone doesn't crash, his messages will never stop.

No way, understand.

Even if you are a child, this matter is too enviable and jealous!

Mo Yun waited for more than half an hour, and finally got Yan Fuguang's reply. What, it turned out to be a cold treatment without clarification?
She immediately followed up with a phone call to confirm again and again whether Yan Fuguang really decided to do this, and finally got an affirmative answer, which was cold treatment and no clarification.

Mo Yun didn't know what to say for a while, Yan Fuguang was not an ordinary person, and many issues that most artists would worry about were not within her scope of consideration.

Therefore, if it is exposed but not completely exposed, it is up to you to discuss it. I care and I lose.

This is indeed Yan Fuguang's character, Mo Yun thought it would be half of it, and she immediately arranges people to do things when she has a direction.

In fact, there is nothing to do, it is nothing more than monitoring public opinion, and then deal with it if there is something wrong.

This Weibo has finally improved a bit, and it is 2 minutes shorter than the collapse of Yan Fuguang's coma. When the webpage is back to normal and refreshed, Yan Fuguang's Weibo has tens of thousands more comments in an instant.

[If I'm not blind, this is the 7000 million, right? 】

【You're not blind, but I'm blind. This is Yan Fuguang's Weibo, right? 】

[Let me take a look, an unknown Asian boss spent more than 7000 million to buy a piece of Bai Feili named after Yan Fuguang, and at this moment Yan Fuguang is next to this boss, is that right? ? 】

【Yes, but why do you feel weird when you say that? 】

[Come, come, let's find fault, where is the background of this photo? 】

[I can't tell, the camera is too close, besides the bowl and the watch, what's under it, a tablecloth? 】

[Don't worry about anything else, this is a man's hand, right? !so………………】

【I suddenly thought of the rumor about the garbled ID. Could it be true? ! 】

[Guess what, it can't be her father, grandfather, or uncle? 】

[I don't care, I already have a picture in my mind, and the novel will start writing tomorrow, welcome to our company to buy film and television copyright]

[Squat down and make a statement, this time the manager should also speak up soon]

【Last time, it was an unknown person talking nonsense. This matter was posted by Goddess Yan herself on Weibo. I have a bad feeling...】

[What a premonition, the big deal is to fall in love, why, an adult is not allowed to fall in love? 】

This time the melon is relatively large, the content is a bit ambiguous, and it was posted by Yan Fuguang herself. Whether she did it on purpose or not, there are too many points worth discussing anyway, let alone tens of thousands of comments, hundreds of thousands of comments will stop not come down.

Such a high-profile marketing account must be coming out in full force, just like the smelling hyena, it is bound to analyze this picture clearly and clearly.

(End of this chapter)