MTL - The Sickly CEO Asks For Hugs Everyday After Obtaining The Ability To Read Minds-Chapter 52 Posting this kind of photos in the middle of the night, but also not letting people sleep

Feng Si Rui hadn't put on his pajamas yet, and the wind in the hall was a little cold, but his eyes were fixed on the screen. He saw the words "the other party is typing" pause for a long time, and no news came.

Finally, he couldn't help but say, "Are you asleep?"

This time it was back in seconds, "Yeah."

Feng Sirui, "..."

His usual calm expression was a little irritable, then he threw the phone away and walked to the bedroom angrily.

Don't you like being in good shape?

Why didn't you see your own reaction? !

Not at all tempted? !

I can't believe it!

Here, the sick Jiaoba is always lying on the bed indignant, while there Shen Yu tossed and turned.

"Form is emptiness is form!"

After reading it a few times, he suddenly lifted the quilt and sat up, "What the **** is a dog man trying to do?!"

"Post this kind of photo in the middle of the night, and let no one sleep?!"

As Shen Yu said, she couldn't help but click on the collection, and the photos with strong hormones were displayed in front of her eyes.

"The training is good, wide shoulders and narrow waist, thin clothes, fleshy undressing, standard model body, too much meat is too much, less meat is thin..."

"Mad, what am I talking about?!"

The mobile phone was thrown out like a hot potato, and Shen Yu lay back in the bed again, thinking to herself, the dog man is getting more and more cunning, and he doesn't play cards according to the routine!

"The system reminds you that there is another shortcut to complete the task." The system suddenly went online.

[Removing all obstacles, winning the favor of the sick male protagonist, and then living happily together is equivalent to the completion of the villain's plot. 】

Shen Yu's face was indifferent, "Is the bonus still issued?"

[My husband has money, face and figure, do you still need bonuses? 】

Shen Yu hehe, "Do you want a white wolf with empty gloves?"

"Is Shen Yu the kind of person raised by men?!"

"If I want to support myself, I want 10 billion bonuses!"

Shen Yu, who was determined to be revolutionary, went to sleep again. The fish belly turned white, and someone rang the doorbell wildly.

"Who is it?!" Shen Yu shouted irritably.

"Master Shen is me!" Feng Jinghe's voice sounded outside the door, like a dog's leg.

Shen Yu opened the door in a daze, and saw Feng Jinghe's excited face, "Are you sick? What are you doing so early?!"

"Master Shen..." Feng Jinghe's eyes lit up, "You posted it on Weibo last night?!"

"That's all?" Shen Yu was about to close the door, "Go away—"

The next second, Feng Jinghe's eyes went dark, and the heavy door of the hotel had been tightly closed.

However, after being closed, he didn't mind. Instead, his mood became even higher. He made phone calls while walking.

"You said their company was hacked? That's why the data was lost?!"

"Their company's firewall is one of the best in the country, and even foreign forces can't get in to steal data. How could someone hack their website system?!"

"My God!" Feng Jinghe was thinking, shouldn't it be Shen Yu?

How terrifying is that? !

Having breakfast in the hotel restaurant, Feng Jinghe brought a plate next to Shen Yu and said cautiously, "Master Shen."

"Fuck away!" Shen Yu's face was indifferent.

Feng Jinghe felt that this was a bit familiar, as if he had just heard it not long ago, "My brother, what's your reaction?"

"I think the hot search is still hanging!"

"I'm afraid Yan Ruiqing won't be able to wash it out this time!"

Shen Yu squinted over, "Are you sure, tell your brother what I'm going to do?"

"I'm sure, do I dare not to do what Master Shen ordered?!"

Feng Jinghe thought of the beatings he had received these past few days with lingering fears, and sniffed aggrievedly,

Shen Yu narrowed her eyes, looking at the second son of the Feng family, who was originally evil and arrogant, but now pretending to be cute, and snorted, "It's better."

On the second day after the public relations crisis broke out, there is your program team who immediately terminated the contract with Yan Ruiqing and reserved the right to pursue it through legal channels.

In the afternoon of the same day, Yan Ruiqing Studio held a press conference.

Yan Ruiqing himself bowed and apologized in front of the reporters and media. In tears, he also shared his experience of being sick for many years, which immediately won the understanding of many nostalgic people.

"Sorry, because of my own mistakes, I am willing to take all responsibility for the loss of the program team..."

"I am also extremely guilty of disappointing fans. Because of my long-term illness, my career has been declining, and I have gradually developed a utilitarian heart. The means of obtaining traffic are despised by others..."

"If you give me another chance, I will repay everyone with 100% of my efforts..."

Yan Ruiqing was already weak, and when she cried, the pear blossoms brought rain, which was very lovable. Many reporters at the scene were turned against and shouted cheers on the spot.

In the live broadcast room, some old fans also jumped out,

[How much courage does it take to admit mistakes? If you make mistakes, you can correct them. We love you as much! 】

[Qingqing is an artist who has been ill all the time, and now his works are pitiful. He just came back and just wanted to stay on the show. What's wrong with this?

Besides, you have also watched that variety show. No matter the guests or netizens, they all stand on Shen Yu's side without any brains, as if he is a natural leader. Just like this is fine. Why do they suppress our Qingqing? ! 】

[That's right, I'm very uncomfortable looking at it, Lord Shen licks it so much, I don't know if he thought he was feeding you all! 】

[Swipe the ticket, swipe the ticket, no matter what Qingqing is, we will support you! Not for anything else, but to protect the childhood dream! 】

"Are these netizens brain-dead?!" Feng Jinghe couldn't help scolding, pointing to the live broadcast screen.

A group of newcomers around him shouted, "It seems that ticket swiping has become justice. Do you want to blame our teacher Shen for being unfair?!"

"It's so annoying!"

Someone turned to look at Shen Yu with a calm demeanor, "Mr. Shen, aren't you angry?"

"What's there to be angry about? There are brain disabilities every year, especially every year..." Shen Yu raised her arms, leaned back, and looked up at the sky, "I'm used to it."

Suddenly a dark shadow came over, and the handsome face was covered with clouds, "Didn't you see my WeChat?!"

Sen Leng's voice slammed, Shen Yu got up with a shudder, turned her head and smiled like a flower, "Brother Rui, why are you here?"

"Visit the class." Feng Sirui's voice was sparse and normal, as if he was a sick man, and he was very free and free. "You haven't answered me yet, why didn't you reply to WeChat?"

Shen Yu frowned innocently, "Which one? I'll take it seriously!"

"You're lying..." Feng Sirui exposed him mercilessly, "I asked you how your fitness is..."

"You didn't even look at it!"

The surrounding melon eaters pricked up their ears,

Um?

What fitness effect? !

How can it be shown? !

"Why didn't you see it?!" Shen Yu was also excited, and blurted out, "I have all collected!"

- "Fuck, you're talking bald!"