After the divorce, the stand-in ex-wife exploded in the entertainment industry!

The news on the Internet will have a certain impact on Si Fuqing.

She is not a stone. Those netizens surrounded her and scolded her for such a long time. All kinds of rude and dirty words were thrown at her.

Si Fuqing turned off her phone after reading those hot search terms.

After all, the best way to deal with these things is to stay out of sight.

She had nothing to do all day long and stayed at home. It wasn't until she saw that there were fewer reporters squatting outside that she went out to have a meal fully armed. When she returned to the apartment in the evening, Mi Ke called her, and she didn't know

All messages on the Internet have been cleared.

"Xiao Yuan, just after the Jiang Group officially released the video, all the comments on the Internet disappeared!"

"At such a fast speed, even the search keywords are gone! All the previous marketing accounts and the Weibo celebrities who forwarded them have deleted all the articles! I have to say that this wave of operations by Jiang Muqi is really a relief.

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Mi Ke went on to scold those unscrupulous marketing accounts on the microphone, cursing those who spread malicious marketing and rumors that they would not have a good end.

Si Fuqing's attention was still focused on Jiang Muqi's action to clear up these negative public opinions, and he could not recover for a long time.

Jiang Muqi did a lot of these things in the past, but he would only do them for Bai Xingchen.

"Xiao Yuan, Xiao Yuan! Mr. Jiang has made another move!"

Mi Ke's sudden crazy shouting woke Si Fuqing from his thoughts.

Si Fuqing came to her senses, and Mi Ke asked her to check Weibo in surprise.

"Xiao Yuan, log on to Weibo quickly. Mr. Jiang actually went out to crush the rumors himself! Weibo is about to go crazy!"

Si Fuqing clicked on Weibo with surprise and confusion.

Jiang Muchi posted a message ten minutes ago.

[Jiang Muqi v: My wife and I have a very good relationship, there is no third party, so I decline to care.]

Jiang Muchi's response was calm and forceful.

One stone stirred up waves and became the top trending search in just a few minutes.

Netizens checked Jiang Muqi's account and found that this account has almost no activity since it was registered, but it has a huge fan base.

And the followers are either high-status bosses in the industry, or the CEO of a listed company in Beijing.

For such a heavyweight account, it must be me.

Netizens who watched the comments turned off the comment function were silent for a few seconds and then collectively became excited.

Jiang Muqi's account never spoke out, but when he suddenly spoke up, he still stood up to protect Yu Yuan.

This shows that the couple is truly in love.

As a result, the discussion surrounding the two people became more and more popular on the Internet, and Bai Xingchen also became more popular.

Si Fuqing put down her phone, her mind filled with what Jiang Muqi had said.

The heartbeat is a little erratic.

She wanted to call Jiang Muqi and ask him what he meant by tonight's operation and why he took the initiative to help her.

But after she opened her address book, she began to hesitate.

Call him, what should I ask, what should I say to Jiang Muqi.

During the few seconds that Si Fuqing hesitated, his cell phone buzzed, and what was displayed on the screen was Jiang Muqi's cell phone number.

Si Fuqing paused for a few seconds and pressed the answer button.

Jiang Muqi didn't expect that the call he made would be answered, and he was a little surprised, "Aren't you asleep yet?"

Si Fuqing said nothing.

Both of them were silent for a while.

"Thanks for your help with online matters." After a while, Si Fuqing thanked him dryly.

Jiang Muqi replied stiffly, "Don't worry, it's all done by the assistant, but it's just casual."

Si Fuqing suddenly felt a little better.

For Jiang Muqi, such a large formation is indeed an effect that can be easily achieved.

"Mr. Jiang, if there is nothing wrong with you, I will hang up first." Si Fuqing continued.

"Wait a minute." Jiang Muqi's tone was a little urgent, and then his breathing on the phone became heavy, "Qingqing, would you like to have a meal together tomorrow night?"

Si Fuqing thought that it would be light to repay Jiang Muqi with a meal for the help he had given her tonight.

"Okay, I'll wait for you when we get off the set tomorrow."

Jiang Muchi's tone rose, and his deep voice was mixed with a pleasant clearness, "I will pick you up from the set at seven o'clock tomorrow night."

"See you or see you."

Jiang Muqi added childishly like a young boy falling in love for the first time.

Si Fuqing clutched her phone tightly and said, "See you tomorrow night."

Time passed quickly, and on the second night, Si Fuqing got off the set and came to the door as agreed.

Jiang Muqi's conspicuous car was parked at the door, and it seemed that he had been waiting for a long time.

People from the crew would come out from time to time. Si Fuqing was afraid of being photographed, and it caused a stir on the Internet.

She took the initiative to get into the car, sat on the passenger seat, and lowered the peaked cap on her head.

Jiang Muqi glanced at her up and down, then turned his head to drive and asked casually, "Are you very tight lately?"

Si Fuqing didn't understand his motive for asking this question, so he subconsciously replied, "It's definitely not as rich as Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Muqi glanced at the old cotton and linen dress she was wearing, frowned, and said nothing.

Si Fuqing and Jiang Muqi couldn't find anything to talk about, so they simply closed their eyes and fell asleep.

This time I fell into a really deep sleep.

When I woke up again, half an hour had passed, and Jiang Muqi was still driving.

Si Fuqing looked at the night outside the window and saw from several road signs that Jiang Muqi had taken her to the East District.

Si Fuqing was a little surprised. It was just a meal, but how could he travel so far?

The phone suddenly dinged, a message from Xu Yaoyao.

"Sister Yu, what's going on? Today is not Double Eleven. Are you doing any revenge shopping online?"

Si Fuqing slowly typed a question mark and sent it, not understanding what she meant.

After a few seconds, Xu Yaoyao sent her a photo.

The big white bed in the hotel is filled with the latest autumn clothes from major fashion brands.

From head to toe, everything is available.

"Sister Yu, have these brands been discounted recently? Why didn't you tell me if there are any other events now? Can I still join in the order?"

Seeing the messages Xu Yaoyao sent one after another, Si Fuqing was immediately confused. She had never bought any of these.

Si Fuqing suddenly remembered Jiang Muqi's meaningful look when he first got in the car.

Si Fuqing looked down at the long dress she had worn today and was speechless.

Does Jiang Muqi think it's embarrassing for her to go out to eat with her because she's wearing shabby clothes?

Si Fuqing opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

"arrive."

Jiang Muqi suddenly looked outside the car and unbuckled his seat belt with a "click" sound.

Si Fuqing collected her thoughts for the time being and followed Jiang Muqi out of the car.

Si Fuqing was stunned when she saw the familiar villa in front of her. This was the wedding home where she and Jiang Muqi had lived for three years.

Jiang Muqi actually brought her here.

Si Fuqing stood at the door of the villa and hesitated.

Not long ago, Jiang Muchi tried to imprison her in this villa.

Si Fuqing took a few steps back cautiously and put a few steps away from Jiang Muqi. She had some intention of retreating in her heart. She should not be careless and go out with Jiang Muqi today.

Jiang Muqi was thinking deeply, maybe tonight was just a move on his part.