"Listen to her."

She is a child with her own ideas.

If you intervene without authorization before you let down your guard, it will only cause her displeasure and suspicion.

After going through so many things, it is good to be vigilant.

When Shen Shuyan saw Uncle San say this, he didn't say anything more.

When the two came back, they saw the old man sitting in the living room waiting.

The old man looked past them and fell to the back. Seeing that no one followed, his relaxed brows tightened slightly.

"Where are they?"

Shen Shuyan pushed the wheelchair over and let Uncle San face Grandpa, while he hid behind him and acted as the sixth child.

"Dad, the child has her own ideas. Don't interfere and don't sneak over to find her."

Old Master Shen frowned, "Are you the father, or am I the father?"

"Dad, you have to listen to me on this matter."

Old Master Shen muttered a few words.

The accompanying doctor said, "Grandpa, it's late, we should rest."

He had been waiting for the third master to come before he would rest. Now that the third master is back, it's time to rest.

Mr. Shen left with a cane, and before leaving, he did not forget to remind his third son to bring the child back as soon as possible.

"It's late, you go back and rest too." Shen Jingzhi looked at his nephew.

Shen Shuyan nodded and went upstairs.

Shen Jingzhi entered the study, and the assistant handed him a document.

"Third master, this is something sent from Hexi. There are some clues about what happened back then, and our people have found the whereabouts of the falcon."

Shen Jingzhi flipped through the pages of information expressionlessly.

Half an hour later, he closed the information and looked up at the assistant.

"Send someone to check He Yicheng, and also say hello to the Jiang family..." He paused, "Don't go to the Jiang family for the time being."

He wanted to see to what extent the Jiang family could indulge that adopted daughter.

Jiang Bingrong has really gone backwards in recent years.

-

Ren Ran did not go back to school, but went directly back to the house outside.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Xiao Yi lying barefoot on the sofa, playing games like an old man.

Xiao Yi heard the noise, but did not raise his head, and continued to play his game, shouting, "Xiao Ranran, pour me a glass of juice, thank you."

Ren Ran looked at the old man, and because he helped his brother, he resignedly went into the kitchen to get him juice and put it next to him.

"Go to bed early." She reminded him.

"Yeah."

After hearing the sound of the door closing, Xiao Yi raised his head and took a look.

The voice of his teammates came to his ears.

"Brother Yi, I want to tell you a little gossip about your ex-girlfriend."

Xiao Yi was about to tell him to get lost, but after hearing the second half, he asked, "What's the matter?"

"You know He Yicheng, right?"

"If you have something to say, just say it. If you keep it a secret, you'll be dead."

Hearing his impatience, the person on the other side didn't dare to dither any longer and immediately said, "Two hours ago, someone in the media exposed that Ren Ran was a private fan of He Yicheng. Now she is being chased and scolded by He Yicheng's fans. Those fans are like mad dogs, and their scolding is really ugly. They have already dug out Ren Ran's social account, and now all the abuse is under that account."

"Hey, hey, hey, brother, are you listening?"

Xiao Yi threw the game controller aside, picked up his phone, logged into Weibo, and found Ren Ran's social account.

Her social account only had a few updates, with 999+ comments under the updates. When you click on the comments, you will see dirty words and a lot of hostility.

Xiao Yi frowned.

Could she be a private fan of that bastard He Yicheng? !

That bastard is not even as good as one of my fingers, how can he have the face to do that.

He looked up at the closed door, hesitated for two seconds, walked to the door, and knocked three times.

"Is there something wrong?"

Xiao Yi's voice came through the door.

"If you need anything, tell me and I'll help you solve it."

"No need. I can handle it."

Xiao Yi stood at the door for two seconds, turned back to the sofa, and glanced at the direction of the bedroom from time to time. The voice of his teammates came from the headset again.

"Brother Yi, now is your time to be a hero and save the beauty. If you take action and solve the problem for your sister-in-law, she will be moved to tears and throw herself into your arms."

"Get out! I don't like her."

"Tsk."

Xiao Yi directly picked up his game character and shot the team member next to him in the head.

"Ah! Brother, what are you doing? You hit the wrong person."

In the master bedroom, Ren Ran logged into the account without reading the comments. He knew they were all dirty words without reading them.

She ignored the comments and posted a dynamic.

Ren Xiaoran V: [I don’t chase stars, don’t get involved. @He Yicheng V, please manage your fans, thank you! ]

As soon as Ren Ran posted this Weibo, fans and self-media people who had been squatting under the Weibo began to repost it. Many people helped her tag He Yicheng, wanting to see how he would react.

As fans of He Yicheng, seeing her quibbling, they naturally sneered or insulted.

The media fanned the flames and used various gimmicks to attract attention and traffic.

On the other hand, after Ren Ran responded, He Yicheng knew it immediately.

“Do you think she will be angry and post the chat records after I hit her?” He Yicheng looked at his agent with a smile.

“Little girls have explosive tempers and will explode easily. If you do this, she will definitely explode.”

He Yicheng looked at his assistant, “What are you waiting for? Reply quickly and don’t let her wait anxiously.”

He will let her know today the consequences of offending her.

Within ten minutes after Ren Ran posted on Weibo, He Yicheng finally responded.

He Yicheng V: [Please speak rationally and don't do anything extreme. But please also ask some people not to do anything beyond the boundaries of fans. Your behavior has seriously interfered with my normal work. ]

As soon as his blog post was released, it was directly confirmed that Ren Ran was a private fan.

He Yicheng's fans scolded more vigorously, and the media were also very happy, and they had something to write about.

Ren Ran looked at the copy he wrote, how to say it, it seems that he said everything, but it seems that he said nothing.

Without naming names, even if you want to sue him, you have no evidence.

This blog post is watertight.

Ren Ran posted the prepared chat records on the Internet and wrote a copy.

Ren Xiaoran V: [This is your good brother, open your eyes and take a look! If the courtship fails, then...tsk tsk. 】

As soon as the chat records were exposed, they were directly searched.

Ho Iat Seng's fans couldn't believe the chat contents. Their favorite brother was a bootlicker.

[Impossible! Absolutely impossible! This chat record must be photoshopped. Is there any god to hammer her? ]

[What the hell? My brother is chasing her? What a joke. ]

[Oh my god! My brother is famous for being cold and not interested in women. How could this be possible? ]

[Hehe, it feels like there's something interesting to watch. Why do I feel like this is true? Waiting for the follow-up! 】

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Small Theater

Mo Ye: "Many people don't see what I say at the end of a chapter. This time I'll just make it clear all at once, so that many little cuties won't ask again and again."

Mo Ye: "4000+ updates every day! Before, each chapter was 1,000 words, and four chapters were updated every day. Now it's 2000+ per chapter, so two chapters are updated. The number of words updated every day remains the same, and has not decreased, so don't scold me for this."

Mo Ye: "Let me make it clear here, this book is a medium-length short story. It will be completed in about 500,000 words. By the end of July, it will be 100% completed."

Mo Ye: "Okay, let's adjourn!"

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