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In fact, when Ni Huan knew that Chu Yao had flew to Haishi for her for nearly ten hours without eating or drinking, a bold and determined idea appeared in the prototype.

Regarding Chu Yao, Ni Huan felt that she could no longer hide some things.

For the first time, Ni Huan did not hide from Chu Yao's close contact.

Her eyes stared at Chu Yao, word by word, as if she was a promise.

"I can't go to Xingyao, but... I can promise you a request, anything is OK, as long as you want, everything I have can be yours."

Chu Yao seemed to feel unbelievable, and his face was filled with unprecedented tension.

Ni Huan saw his solemnity and added specifically: "Including what you think."

The scenes and pictures, Chu Yao has made countless assumptions in his dream, but he just didn't expect this to be like this today.

He slowly stood up, and his aggressive eyes fell on Ni Huan.

He asked, "Do you know what you are talking about?"

Ni Huan lowered her eyes, her fine eyelashes stirred up like a brush, and she nodded: "I know."

"That's good..."

Chu Yao's Adam's apple moved slightly, he licked his lower lip and immediately spoke: "I want you..."

Ni Huan interrupted at the same moment: "...I will give you a year to consider this condition, and you will decide after a year."

Chu Yao's eyes were hot: "Don't think about it, I don't need it; Ni Huan, you know how long I have been waiting for you."

Ni Huanquan pretended not to hear it, and his tone was firm and strong: "Chu Yao, listen to me this time, you need time to think carefully."

Ni Huan rarely let go. Chu Yao didn't want to make people angry anymore. He said with a very good temper: "Okay, it's only one year, and today one year later, we will get the certificate."

Ni Huan hasn't seen Chu Yao for too long, just like now, with a gentle and smile gathered in his dark eyes.

The light in the eyes can overflow.

It makes people want to give him all the good things, as long as he can keep it so clear.

Ni Huan's mouth was bitter, she lowered her expression and opened the topic: "I think I know how to prove that the person in the video is not me..."

As she said that, she rolled her sleeves to her elbows and recalled the scene in the video.

"I have scars left by injuries on my arm, and the person in the video has clean arms and nothing."

The warmth in Chu Yao's eyes had not yet dissipated. He heard Ni Huan's words and picked up his cell phone to make a call.

The phone was connected, and the people there called respectfully: "Young Master."

"Mo Li's materials can be sold. In addition, please help me find an injury appraiser and ask him to wait in the suburb manor."

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The manor is located in the suburbs, covering a large area, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and is very close to... a certain place.

"Young Master, why are you here too?"

As soon as the motorcycle stopped, wearing glasses and a Zhongshan suit, the old man with gray hair came over, smiling and folds on his face piled up.

Chu Yao raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Uncle Fu?"

He turned his head thoughtfully and looked at the Hongqi car parked at the door of the manor, "My grandpa is here too?"

Uncle Fu held his hands behind his back. Although he was old, he stood up straight. He seemed to love to laugh and his eyes were narrowed together: "Yes, the old man is in a good mood today. Come and fish and take a walk."

Chu Yao nodded, and seeing that Ni Huan was still slow and didn't even take off her helmet, he turned around to help her.

Ni Huan subconsciously avoided it, but couldn't help but Chu Yao took off her helmet directly from the side.

A lively and beautiful face was instantly exposed to everyone.

Chu Yao didn't notice that Ni Huan's face was unnatural, and he introduced to Fu Bo: "She's name is Ni Huan, and she is my...friend."

Uncle Fu originally thought that the little girl was shy and nervous, so he hurriedly restrained his military sharpness and showed a kind and kind expression, so that the little girl would not scare away.

But when he saw Ni Huan's appearance clearly, the smile on his face faded in an instant, and only shock was left.

Ni Huan knew it was useless to hide now, so she simply looked at Uncle Fu boldly and openly, "Hello Uncle Fu, my name is Ni Huan."

Uncle Fu's lips twitched, his voice trembling with imperceptible trembling: "Child, how old are you this year? Are you from Jiangcheng? What do your parents do?"

Chu Yao turned sideways, blocking Ni Huan lazily, isolating Fu Bo's slightly deep vision.

"Uncle Fu, don't look at it. There are so many people in the world who look like her. She is Ni Huan, not anyone you think."

Ni Huan felt a gentle palm holding his hand.

Chu Yao took her into the manor.

A few steps later, Ni Huan looked back and the old man still looked at her in a hurry.

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Shengyu

"Can it be repaired?"

Su Jingming just browsed his articles and comments on Weibo that attacked Ni Huan.

Everyone pushed the wall down, hoping that everyone would step on it, especially the actresses in the circle who had a competitive relationship with Ni Huan.

I didn't know what was said on the other side of the phone, but Su Jingming irritably patted his cell phone heavily on his desk.

The director of the Public Relations Department stood in front of the desk, and he didn't dare to breathe for a moment, for fear of implicating himself.

This time he knew who the most background artist in the company was.

From Ni Huan’s accident to now, half of the public relations department has been processing and adding some points.

He was busy deleting comments, responding, discussing solutions, and regaining Ni Huan's public image to the greatest extent.

The video responses issued by Shengyu Public Relations Department did not work at all.

There are not many people who really care about the truth and truth of the matter, and most of them are online people jumping around.

Ni Huan was obviously plotted against...

"The monitoring hard drive cannot be repaired, and the official account that uploaded the video is still under investigation. During this period, all the hot searches that are unfavorable to Ni Huan have been suppressed, and there are comments. I don't want to see any related entries again."

The Minister of Public Relations said hesitantly: "But Mr. Su, this will only make netizens' rebellious mentality worse, which will not benefit Ni Huan."

The veins on Su Jingming's forehead swelled up: "What do you think you should do?"

"I...ah, Mr. Su...Don't blame me for being too talkative. This matter was not difficult to solve, but...Who asked Mo Li to get up early in the morning to respond to the video? When she posted on Weibo, wouldn't she indirectly admit that the video was true..."

"Isn't this trying to trample Ni Huan to death on purpose...?"

When Su Jingming heard this, he looked even colder. He picked up the cell phone on the table and called his third brother again, but no one answered the call.

Holding on the table, Su Jingming closed his eyes and thought about making a decision for a moment. Xuan Er, he stood up with a firm attitude: "From now on, stop Mo Li's all activities and be prepared to terminate the contract with her."

"Then I'll inform you."

The Minister of Public Relations took out his mobile phone and was about to send a group message to the company minister, but unexpectedly saw a set of pictures and the title of the news push.

He was stunned and opened the news link with surprise and curiosity.

"Su...Mr. Su..."

The voice of the director of the Public Relations Department was trembling, "You can read Weibo."

(End of this chapter)
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