After getting married, she is tender and soft

Chapter 289 Explained
Until four o'clock in the morning, the discussion on the photos on the Internet dropped a lot. Jiang Mu resisted the urge to yawn and got up to go home.

Ge Ping and Wang Xiyi also rubbed their eyes sleepily, and their faces were full of gratitude after completing a major event. Fortunately, they controlled the public opinion before the morning rush hour and did not cause any bad influence.

On the contrary, the other party sent a wave of popularity to Jiang Mu for free. She disappeared to record variety shows for a month, and the forgotten actress reappeared in everyone's eyes.

Ge Ping: "The Xianxia drama you filmed has passed the review, and if there are no accidents, it will be broadcast at the end of the year."

Packaged and sold to Shangxing Satellite TV, it is expected to get a good schedule, and it seems that we are going to prepare for publicity.

Wang Xiyi yawned and organized the game: "The morning market is about to open, why don't you go home after eating early."

Tossing all night, going home to catch up on sleep without going to work, it's pretty beautiful when you think about it.

Ge Ping looked at him in surprise: "What beautiful things are you thinking about? You can make do in the dormitory overnight, and you have to watch the public opinion to fight back in the morning."

The position of the manager of the public relations department is not so easy to do, there is no rest before the end of the matter, and the other party dares to buy photos, and they are not soft persimmons that can be pinched.

Wang Xi's eyes were wide open, and he lay on his back clutching his chest: "It can't be done, I'm palpitations and I can't breathe, I'm going to die from overwork."

Jiang Mu passed behind him and patted his forehead: "Think about your salary."

No matter how much you do, how much you get, the pay and the gain are always equal.

Wang Xiyi resigned to his fate and went to the tea room to cook instant noodles to pad his stomach, and later went to the dormitory to make do with it for a while. Unfortunately, the position of the manager was really not easy to sit.

Ge Ping picked up his coat and followed him out: "I'll take you back, now it's a critical period and we can't let others take pictures."

Jiang Mu put on his mask and hat: "No, you go to rest, I'll take a taxi back."

"Forget it, it doesn't take much effort to send you off. If you are photographed and smeared indiscriminately, it will not be so easy to clarify."

What Ge Pangpang said made sense, Jiang Mu said it was hard work, and let Ge Ping send her home,

Before dawn, the villa was pitch black. Jiang Mu got out of the car and walked into the house, wondering if it was possible that Xiao Junheng was also working overtime at the company and did not come back.

The sensor light in the entrance came on, and Jiang Mu looked towards the hall inadvertently. He was so frightened that he almost lost his footing. Holding the shoe cabinet with one hand, he breathed a sigh of relief after seeing clearly who was sitting on the sofa.

Jiang Mu patted his heart with lingering fear: "Why are you silent at home, you scared me to death."

"Have you just finished your business with the company? No wonder you didn't call me. I'm exhausted today."

She threw off the high heels on her feet, turned on the light and walked towards the sofa. The loneliness that arose in her heart just now when she looked at the dark home was also swept away at this moment, and she walked to Xiao Junheng and sat down.

Jiang Mu: "Have you seen the messages I sent? They are all fake. You shouldn't misunderstand them, right?"

She looked at Xiao Junheng with bright eyes, and she firmly believed that he would not be angry about these trivial matters. As the owner of an entertainment company, he was familiar with these routines.

Xiao Junheng looked at her with heavy eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up when Jiang Mu looked over, and his frozen face also showed expression.

"The photos are fake too?"

After a long time, Xiao Junheng heard his own voice asking.

Jiang Mu rubbed her calf with her hand. She hadn't had time to change the dress on her body yet. Maybe the autumn night was colder, and even her heart was cold for a moment.

She smiled nonchalantly: "Xiao Yuchen is my classmate, that's all."

This explanation, which is not an explanation, suddenly poked his sensitive nerves.

(End of this chapter)