Drifting Towards You

He Miao was stunned and turned to look at Xu Mingli: "You...you were in prison before?"

Su Xiangwan raised his eyebrows: "Tsk, it turns out that Miss He didn't even investigate the matter clearly, so she supported her. If you know, you are speaking out of righteousness. If you don't know, you think you hate me because of the script of "The Last Dream of the Qing Dynasty". "

He Miao's face turned pale, and the reporter suddenly smelled an unusual hint.

"Miss He, for what purpose did you help Xu Mingli?"

"Are you usually so kind? Or are you deliberately targeting Su Xiangwan?"

"Have you investigated the truth of the matter before? You held a press conference without investigating the truth. Can it be deemed as defamation? Do you think you have violated Miss Su's reputation?"

...

A series of follow-up questions seemed to put He Miao on the stove, and a layer of sweat oozes from her forehead.

"No... I didn't either..."

Before she finished her words, Xu Mingli, who was silent for a long time, suddenly said, "I know I was sorry for Su Xiangwan before, but I am really anxious to spend money! He Miao took the initiative to find me, let me turn black and white, and slander Su Xiang. Late, she said she would give me a sum of money as long as it did so!"

He Miao never expected that Xu Mingli would suddenly turn back, feeling a little frustrated.

"Xu Mingli! You're so bloody, what are you talking nonsense!"

"Did you call me away from the front of the company that day? I only wanted to borrow some money from Su Xiangwan. You came up with such a method and told me that Su Xiangwan would definitely give me a hush fee, and let me cooperate!"

He Miao's lungs almost exploded in anger, and reporters around him kept taking pictures.

The flash flickered with a crackle.

Xu Mingli turned her head, turned her back to the camera, and whispered to He Miao: "I want fifty million, and if you give me fifty million, I will shut up. Otherwise, I will record the recording of what you said that day and give it to me. Give the check to the reporter."

"you you……"

He Miao's eyes stared like copper bells, and his lungs almost exploded.

This bitch, this **** even recorded!

Su Xiangwan watched this scene under his eyes, and slowly curled the corners of his lips.

Xu Mingli is now a mad dog, who catches and bites.

Seeing that her threat seemed to have played a role, Xu Mingli turned to look at the reporter and continued to talk nonsense: "Not only that, I also know that He Miao has **** for the role and the director several times, and even destroys others..."

'Snapped! ’A crisp sound.

He Miao trembled lightly and slapped Xu Mingli heavily.

"shut up!"

Su Xiangwan raised his eyebrows, and it seemed that Xu Mingli's words were talking about He Miao's pain.

Gee, it's a big drama.

Xu Mingli was also a slapstick, how could she receive this slap in vain.

With a horizontal face, he grabbed He Miao's hair and slapped him to greet him.

"You bitch, you dare to hit me! You dare to hit me! You bitch|fuck!"

"Ah... you get out of me! Let go of me!"

The two broke into a fight, and soon the security guard stepped forward to separate the two and stopped the farce.

Su Xiangwan had no interest in staying anymore, and left the rest to Yuan Xue, and left with the rice grains.

Soon after leaving, Su Xiangwan received another call from Su Zhiguo.

He happened to see the news and live broadcast this time, so he couldn't worry about it, so he called and urged her to go home earlier.

Su Xiangwan hung up the phone, it was already twenty minutes later.

Yuan Xue whispered beside her: "Vice President Zhang called you over, it seems that it was because of "The Last Dream of the Qing Palace"."