I’m a stainless steel vase in the show.

I threw up on the Internet, the big star Fu Cheng Yun, forgot to cut the trumpet.

Fu Seung-un’s fans are raging on me, and my career is at stake. The company advised me to apologize to him. I’m not.

I’ve got a murder weapon in my hand!

“The actress surfs the Internet with a trumpet!” Use the trumpet! “Now you’re being scolded, are you satisfied?” I’m sorry.

I was like, “Sir, I know what to do. I’m sorry.

“You’re sending an apology?”

“Not really. “I’m going to fight Scum! I’m sorry.

One.

I’m standing in the company’s high office with a dark-faced broker voice.

“Livey, I know artists need to vent, but can you think a little? “The boss is not well-dressed.” I’m sorry.

I put my hands on my fingers, a little shame.

Of course, I know how to surf the Internet with small numbers, but too many.

The boss raised the volume: “Fu Seon Yun fan 30 million! What about you? You’re tens of thousands? How dare you?

I’m down, I’m a little restless.

Fu Sung-yun, this time I was the victim of a massive cyber riot.

It’s just because I painted his video the other day.

In the video, Fu Ying Yung wore a diamond ring for his wife with a heart and a heart, and vowed: “I will always be with you.” I’m sorry.

I was just sneezing, trying to see the rest of the story, and the phone came up with a new message, saying, “Vivy, why don’t we have dinner today? I’m sorry.

From: Fu Cheng Yun.

This greasy guy is a real pain in the ass.

And I said, “Sorry, I’m not available. “I’m sorry.

It’s a mess with actresses.

The more I think about it, the more I turn on Twitter and forward the video, and I laugh, “The cheating man deserves a diamond to show his heart.” Use stainless steel. I’m sorry.

Shortly after the transmission, I received numerous comments and comments, and I am pleased to nod.

I’m not alone, I’m not alone in the fight.

Until I got a call from the agent.

As I turned on my cell phone, the Twitter page showed: “Linvie v: A man who cheats is a man who deserves a diamond.” Use stainless steel.

My trenches collapsed.

I forgot to cut the fucking trumpet!

“You’re so talented! “The company spends so much money on you to build a big, cold, beautiful woman, and you’ve ruined the house with a tweet.” I’m sorry.

“I didn’t fall down.” I was honest and modest, “I used to be a vase with an empty face, and now they say I’m not a rusty steel vase, and I’m ready to fall! I’m sorry.

To be honest, Internet people really know me.

I am a man-smuggling word, with hard-breededs shaped by the company to be rich and rich among human beings, which is a complete distortion of humanity and a loss of morality.

It is my only moment of truth and my last reward for myself to drive with small trumpets and to punish evil for good.

Two.

The fermentation continues.

Because I didn’t respond or delete the tweet.

Internet friends and Fu Cheng Yun are increasingly fighting me, and even some have trusted me, greeted my family in harsh words and cursed my future career.

Fu Seon-yun sent a tweet, a poem of love expressing loyalty, which clearly and implicitly pointed to what I said before.

Fu Seung-yun’s fans madly slaughtered my square and scolded me under every microblogging I had.

Fu Seon-yun’s down in the rain, sneaking in with someone to tell me that I was having dinner with the Master, and that the place was full of noses and eyes.

The Media Marketing Tribune is speculating, even if it’s a rumor I love about Fu Cheng Yun.

At one point, #Linvio wanted to be the best of the best

Three hot searches rush into the hothouse.

I was working in the kitchen when I came to my house.

Yeah, 10,000 of them haven’t been cursed back yet, whatever. I’ll cook a potato chicken in the middle of the night.

Friends, carbon water is the best thing in the world.

“You still in the mood? “What about body management?” No more?”

“Linvie, don’t tell me you’re not doing this to solve the problem. I’m sorry.

I just put a bite of rice in my mouth and I choked. Don’t think so thin! It’s all about moving.

“What does the company say? “Do you want to buy me a sailor?” I’m sorry.

“Are your 100 trumpets not enough? “The company means that if you have evidence of a fraud, you give it to the company and public relations will be resolved.” I’m sorry.

I nod, “Where’s the proof, I have it. But Yu, if we were to expose it now, would it be too urgent? I’m sorry.

Keep looking at me while I keep talking.

“The most powerful response was not to prove my innocence, but to make him prove that he had never talked about cheating. I’m sorry.

“Don’t believe in the ability of our netizens to fight.” I’m sorry.

I pulled out my cell phone and picked out a picture from the album and shook it in front of my voice.

“Come and borrow arrows, Yu. I’m sorry.

At 10:00 p.m., I sent two pictures with a big number. Script: Last time I went out.

3

One stone stirs a thousand waves. My microblogging immediately went for a hot search and my eyeballs immediately found the picture.

I’m putting a live map that will show the time of this photo when it’s on the phone.

I took this view on the afternoon of December 3rd. I was in a hotel with the Golden Master, and I didn’t think I was in town.

“Does this figure of Lindsay not match the time and place before the golden lord?” I’m sorry.

“It’s true, and there wasn’t a hammer before, was there? I’m sorry.

“What about Fu Seung-yun? That’s what Lindsey said? I’m sorry.

I slipped down from the comment area, and I looked through every message.

The same thing I thought.

As the time of the photo proves, the rumours of my companions were broken, but I know it is not enough.

For those of us who love to eat melons, this reverse is not good enough, after all, the most crucial information has not been captured.

Let me add another fire to this scene.

I was on my number, and there was a slow line under some famous comment area: “Is there a problem with this? Doesn’t the man sitting back look familiar to you? I’m sorry.

This response was quickly turned on the hot side.

“It’s kind of familiar… it’s kind of like Fu Cheng Yun. I’m sorry.

“Do you have a fan of Fu Sung Yun? Is he wearing this? I’m sorry.

“It’s him. It’s the hat he spoke for. I’m sorry.

“What do you mean . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . I’m sorry.

Well done. I’m happy to quit the account.

To tell you the truth, I found this photo of Fu Cheng Yun by coincidence. I remembered that I met him the other day when I took a picture of him, and I went to the album after it happened.

Since he chose to do the next thing, I used it to drag him into the water and make a courtesy move.

The phone rings, I press the answering button, and it’s the sound: “I’ll let the people down there do what you say, Lindsay. Are you sure it’s okay? I’m sorry.

“Trust me, my 40 gossip-eating groups are not white. “No hurry, it’s in the back.” I’m sorry.

On the Internet, more and more of the men sitting behind me are Fu Seung-yun himself, and more and more certain that I was travelling with him that day.

What do you mean? You admit to being a little girl? I’m sorry.

“Isn’t she deliberately taking this picture to threaten Fu Seung-yun? I’m sorry.

“So disgusting. I’m sorry.

“Is it a coincidence that Lindy went to work? I’m sorry.

I watched the comments on the Internet almost fermented and stepped on the timing to delete the tweet.

The company was immediately informed of the fallout by a group of marketing and water forces.

#Linvey’s second to microblogging #

The heat of the topic is coming up again, and the marketing company is starting to make things up again: “Linwie mistook photos to reveal the true relationship between Fu Seon Yun”

“Didn’t Lindway find a Fu Seon-yun in the back…”

“So the wave blew itself up? I’m sorry.

“That’s so stupid. You can’t even check the photos? I’m sorry.

“So now she’s a little girl?”

“Fou Seon-yun didn’t admit it, did she? I’m sorry.

Public opinion has been fermenting for days, and the media board has asserted that I am harassing Fu Seon-yun, who wants to be inserted into his marriage, while he has taken the opportunity to show his love for his wife, and has made several wonderful tweets and made a lot of friends.

Everything I wanted.

The best way to destroy a woman is to make a lie about her, keep her in the hands of public opinion, put her under so-called moral restraints, and keep her from talking. Every response is an excuse.

This society has always been.

In that case, I will give you what you want, and when all malice reaches its peak and everyone thinks I can’t get out of it, let the sword fall hard and give those evil men a final blow.

Isn’t that crazy? The stainless steel vase is unbreakable.

I made a phone call, and I looked out the window, “Well, that’s it. I’m sorry.

4

They say they want to know what to do.

I can’t even understand how a fool like Fu Sung-yun can’t afford to set up a party in the middle of nowhere to pick up girls.

“Doesn’t he ever think about the consequences of a ditch? The other voice and I sat on the couch together, probably because she was in a good mood, and she was so kind that she allowed me to order fried chicken and to eat one of my chicken legs.

“Maybe he thinks no one dares to send it. He’s smart. I wouldn’t have got the video if it hadn’t been for Yeon. I’m sorry.

I was lazy and pressed a few remotes to replay the video.

Yes, now I’m enjoying the one hundred and eight-style video of Fu Seon Yun’s club.

With 130 inches of big screen.

It’s been ringing, I didn’t open it.

Now the Internet must have turned into a pot of porridge and a national good husband broke down.

Fu Sung-un thinks I won’t do anything to him while he’s on his back?

I don’t need money, I don’t need time, but I don’t want to lose my mind.

I’m gambling.

If I lose, I’ll go back and sell potatoes and chickens. If I win, it’s the wind that makes me famous at once and sits where I am.

And if you win, you give him a big mouth, a big mouth, a big mouth.

I prepared the rest of my voice in advance, monitored public opinion, and suddenly dropped a giant giant giant when the public concentrated fire on me and gradually forgot Fu Cheng.

Thanks to my good sister Chen Yeon.

Chen Yeon was rich and rich, and his favorite thing was to mix up in famous nightclubs.

It happened that one time she put together a drink, someone brought Fu Sung-yun.

Chen Yeon first learned the true face of Fu Seung-yun and then secretly recorded the video for me.

I’m just a free-meat crowd. I didn’t think this video would do me that much.

Even though the lights were dark in the club, the face of Fu Seung-yun was clearly filmed and the movement of a beautiful woman with a fine waist was clear.

The rest of the phone calls were blown up, and they were picked up by the Fu Seon Yun Public Relations team.

Hey, hurry up.

I’m in a good mood to open my letter and release Fu Seung-yun from the blacklist.

Yeah, I’m just a bad guy. I won the sarcasm part, and I won’t miss it.

“You look so beautiful in a club.

When I finished, I saw the dialogue box quickly showing several big words: “The other side is entering…”

One minute and two minutes… five minutes, at a time when it was estimated that Fu Seon Yun’s anger little writing was coming through.

I quickly blacked him again.

5

So far, Fung Yung’s husband’s passion has collapsed.

On the way to the guacamole, some of the netizens began to return to the details of my previous transmission.

“Did Lindbergh know something about this?”

“It’s all in a circle. I’m sorry.

“So she’s the one who’s going to make fun of her? I’m sorry.

“Then she’s too reckless. Fu Seon-yun’s wife buys and says, “She’s too busy. I’m sorry.

Some netizens have personally believed that I apologized and said that they dared not know anything. And Fu Sung-yun’s fans are still crazy about having a brainwasher and saying I’m pasting.

No coffins, no tears, my friends.

It’s just the beginning. No one’s gonna call it an end.

I looked down at my chat box with Fu Sung-yun, and I never deleted him to facilitate the chat.

Fu Sung-yun is a very gentlemanly man who can’t help but be high.

I haven’t even replied to him, but he’s been whispering on my letter twice.

You think being high isn’t sexual harassment, asshole.

But Fu Seon-yun, his wife really didn’t know?

Why not divorce?

I’m bowing my head and I’m going to pass on this question to the rest of my voice.

I’m looking back. It’s complicated.

“What? I was taken seriously by her, and I couldn’t help but sit straight: “What’s the power to trade?” I’m sorry.

“I don’t know. She shakes her head and turns her phone screen to me: “But she should be able to answer your question.” I’m sorry.

It’s a text.

The text message was very concise, and the purpose was to meet with me, hoping I could help her.

It’s Seo Jeong-ting, Fu Seung-yun’s wife.

Seo Ji-Ting wants me to help her? What does that mean?

Shouldn’t she have thought I was having an affair with Fu Sung-yun and then sent me a text warning me not to enter Fu’s house for the rest of my life?

I’m in the fog, but my instincts tell me that it’s important to see her. Although I am confident that I can destroy Fu Cheng Yun, I do not wish to miss anything that would increase my chances of winning.

“Be careful. “She’s not as harmless as you think. I’m sorry.

“Man cannot tolerate cheating, much less losing his self-esteem and face. I laughed, “What do you think of women? I’m sorry.

“A woman is not born to tolerate it, nor can a woman’s anger be underestimated in dealing with it. I’ve entered a few words and I’ve chosen to send them: “It’s not because men cheat often that women don’t get angry.” I’m sorry.

I just sent one of the successful messages in the cell phone mailbox.

“Okay, I’ll see you Sunday afternoon. I’m sorry.

Six.

Even though I’m also a worker in the entertainment business, I’ve never met her in real life.

I was sitting in a box, hanging around a cup of tea.

If my meeting with Tsui Jeong-ting was caught in the media today, then the marketing number would be written. Are you eating together? Saturday night, 8:30 p.m., the wife’s temptation is welcome.

I thought about it and finally heard the door open.

I look up in the direction of my voice, softly in order to make myself look nice: “Ms. Seo…”

I saw her face and I didn’t know what was stuck.

Seo Jeong-Ting was half-haired and standing there. Her hand held the doorknob and swiped her head away from my eyes.

Her forehead and under her eyebrow are large bruises.

I took a quick look outside and stood up and brought her in and locked the door.

She’s more than just talking to me.

“Linvik. She sits in a chair opposite me, straight up: “I’m sorry to suddenly ask to see you.” I’m sorry.

“It’s all right…” I’m a little restless in the face of her face, and I don’t know what to say. I forgot all the drafts I made before coming. I’m sorry.

“Good. “I’m a victim of domestic violence, as you can see. I’m sorry.

“Fou Seung-yun? “I wrinkled, and he seemed to be not only rash but also violent.

She looked at me, and she looked a little wet in her eyes: “Linvie, you know, Fu Seung-un’s uncle is the boss of Hen-woo Group, and I couldn’t get away from him. I’m sorry.

I was reminded by her that I nod my head: “I remember you used to work for him. I’m sorry.

Suh Jeong-Ting avoids my eyes: “Well, but I’ve been under control ever since I got married, and there’s no way I can get evidence and divorce him.” I’m sorry.

That’s too much. I was in my belly, but I thought she was a helper, so I slowed down, “What can I do to help you?”

“Calling the police won’t help. She shakes her head and suddenly turns and grabs my hand: “You hate Fu Sung-yun and want to destroy him, right? I’m sorry.

I was frightened by her sudden approach, and I followed her with my subconscious: “Yes.”

“I know Fu Sung-yun likes to hook up with women, and he must have approached you. Suh Ji-Ting’s eyes suddenly changed, and her voice was down in my ear: “Livey, you try to seduce him and I can sue for divorce when you get the evidence. Can you help me?”

“I’ll pay you, and I’ll clear you up later. She held my hand tight.

Like a bowl of cold water pouring down from above my head, I felt a chill from head to foot.

I was suddenly reminded of what I had to say the other day.

Tsui Jie-Ting used to be Hen-woo’s best friend. Is she really going to be so dead in Fu Seon-yun? If she’s in such a difficult situation, how did she find me today without the surveillance of Fu Sung-yun?

Or is it all that Fu Cheng Yun knew?

“Suh Jaden. “You want proof that Fu Sung-yun and I were caught in bed?” Or is that all you want is for me and Fu Seung-yun to have sex? I’m sorry.

She looked up at me again, after a stroke of her hand, and she saw no longer the fear and fragility of the past.

“You’re smarter than I thought. I’m sorry.

“You and Fu Seung-yun are in an interest. He needs a perfect husband, and you need Hen-woo to give you a reward.” Fu Seung-yun’s reputation has been discredited and it is in the interest of both of you. I’m sorry.

I squeezed my cell phone: “You wanted to create a victim’s image and tricked my heart into helping you, and you said you would clarify it for me later, and you wanted me to believe you.” I’m sorry.

“But in fact, you and Fu Seung-yun have already thought about it, right? This is a trap, and if I really agree, you’ll have the evidence that I’m the one who took the initiative to get to know him? I’m sorry.

“Linvik. I’m sorry.

“Take it easy, I’ve told the press in advance today and you can’t leave.” I’m sorry.

I stood up and turned around towards the door.

“Linvie, what do you think the media would write if I appeared with you in front of the flashlight? I’m sorry.

“You’re meeting Fu Seung-yun’s wife, after all.” I’m sorry.

I turned my head, and I saw the wound on her face, without a long hair cover, and the bruise was clearer under the light.

“You came to see me like this on purpose. These aren’t real injuries, are they? I’m sorry.

“But now that they’re out, they’ll be real. She looked at me and she smiled at her mouth: “Livie, you just had tea, right? I’m sorry.

Tea? I’m surprised I did have a few drinks while I was talking to Seo-jeong. Is there a problem with the tea?

I tried to move forward, but the sudden dizziness stopped me.

“Come with me, I’ll say you’re drunk. Suh Jitien, come to me.

She’s getting closer to me, and my head’s getting worse.

When she finally reached out to me, I looked at her and laughed, and said, “You don’t think I’m really stupid enough to have nothing to do with meeting you? I’m sorry.

I tried to lift my cell phone and shake it in front of her.

Suh Jeong-Ting’s face turned pale.

This is because the phone screen shows that the rest of the noise is now on the phone for an hour and 23 minutes.

7

I really thought I was going to work with her.

But I’m not stupid enough not to prepare anything.

From the moment she entered the room, I set up a telephone number for the rest of the noise and pressed the recording button.

When Seo Ji-ting’s purpose was revealed, I began to lead her on purpose to admit that it was all a trap.

I thought it would be good for me if the wife of Fu Sung-yun could publicly expose the mess of Fu, but now I have evidence of their husband and wife’s establishment, and Xu Jie-ting even drugged me, and now waiting for them, it’s not just online.

I woke up again at the hospital, sitting by my bed, with my hands on the keyboard and banging.

“Most agents.” I blinked, “Thank you, and help me clean up again.” I’m sorry.

“Wake up? She took a glimpse of me while she was busy: “I told you she was upset, or you wouldn’t be in the hospital.” I’m sorry.

“Don’t go into the tiger’s den. “What about last night?” I’m sorry.

“I called the police, and when you hung up, the police went in and took Seo Jie-ting. I’m sorry.

“But the verdict has not yet come out, and we have enough time to prepare for public relations.” I’m sorry.

I brushed the microblogging with my heart, and the netizens did not know what was going on, but saw Seo Jieting being taken away by the police and heard that I was in the hospital. In the meantime, there are numerous web-based narratives.

“How did Seo Jie-ting get into the police station? Did she hit Lindsey? I’m sorry.

“I don’t know. I heard that Seo Jie-ting was hurt in the face when the police brought her out. I’m sorry.

“Huh, you’re being rude. Do you want to talk to her? I’m sorry.

I knew it would turn out that way.

I’m a little tired, I’m a little tired, and I’m going to pass on my screenshots of a few fanatical fans from Fu Seon Yun, who were collected earlier, to the rest of my voice: “When the statements are made, get a lawyer.” I’m sorry.

The Internet sprayer also costs money.

I’m not a big man after all.

The next few days, I spent my days in the ward, and the medicine that Tsui Jie-Ting gave me that day was a common drug, and when I took it, I lost consciousness and came to the hospital to wash a few bottles of water.

Seo Jeong-ting probably tried to threaten me by taking some offensive photos while I was unconscious.

It’s a shame she’s in a mess.

I chewed apples and brushed microblogging. I’m busy, so I’m just going to light up that little video, and I’m going to take a look at lunch.

But it didn’t take long for me to find someone else.

I’m peeling bananas, and I look up and I see a man sneaking around in front of the room.

“You, hello?” I tried to scream, and I was a little vigilant.

The man had a half head, a good guy, a sunglasses mask, and a huge fruit basket in his hand.

I don’t have a moment to say, “Come in.”

The man went into his room and put the basket on my bed.

♪ I can’t ♪

I wanted to stop and ask her who she was, but she took her mask off first.

I was shocked when the young girl was put on me with some red, beautiful faces.

Kiki Ren?

We’re not just friends, we don’t like each other.

It’s strange that she came to see me.

“Don’t be so emotional. “I’m not here to see you.” I’m sorry.

“Oh. * I’m taking this seriously and I’m continuing my banana peeling business *

“Are you stupid? The princess looked at me and looked at me: “You go to her alone. I’m sorry.

“How do you think I got out of this? “If you come here to mock me, you go out and go back to the company.” I’m sorry.

“It’s a good thing I came to you.” I’m sorry.

She pulled out a chat in front of me.

I just looked at the picture, and I couldn’t help but scream, and the bananas were flying out.

“Are you trying to kill me? * Pushed her away, and I sat on my feet and became a Buddha * * Goku, a teacher and a student hate the most obscene. * I’m sorry.

“These are from Fu Seon-yun, who sent me these from the first time he met in the studio. I’m sorry.

“Too shameful. I’m surprised, as I thought, that Fu Seung-yun must have harassed actresses.

“That day I saw your transmission from the heat, and I knew he was harassing you. “If you want to clarify, I can come forward and testify for you.” I’m sorry.

She was very strong, and I looked at her and suddenly she was a little cute.

And we’re not alike.

“Thank you. I reached out to her: “Welcome to the stainless steel vase union. I’m sorry.

“Who is rare. 」 」 」 」 」 」 」

Outside the window, the sun is perfect.

8

What’s the effect of pouring a sip of cold water in a fire?

It may not be easy to extinguish sporadic fires, but it will certainly produce more reactions.

From the time I relayed the wheat to the Internet, I’ve had Linway’s desire to be the third child, I love Fu, and I’ve even had a long analysis written by her, even in junior high school.

I just had a sip of water, and I saw it: “She looked far through the window, and the young man’s clothes were angry, and he looked back among the people. “I almost choked.

Let’s not say that Fu Seung-yun and I are not at all a school.

“Immediately, you’ve made a statement today, haven’t you? “I’m not sure what I’m going to say, but I’m going to be a young boy of Fu Seon Yun.” I’m sorry.

“It’s ready. “I’ve been pacified, I’ve got a phone.

At 9:00 p.m. on Friday, when the Social Livestock Students Party finally had time to go online and eat the melon, a hot search with the big red word “explosive” went to the front.

#Linvie responding #

LL: From what happened to now, it has had irreversible consequences. I had chosen not to respond because I wanted to give Mr. Fu a last chance to look at each other, but Mr. Fu and his team were on the move and I could only make the truth public.

LINVIV: Mr. Fu Sung-yun has interfered in his normal life with verbal and behavioural harassment of actresses in the same group, despite having a family and a wife.

I have carefully selected more than a dozen conversations about the harassment of my speech, and I have also marked the focus with a red underlined to the bottom of this tweet.

After all these days, I haven’t heard a word from my netizens and media outlets, and now I’m getting a lot of people to eat the melon.

The comment section is a very popular one, and some of the unimportant netizens commented: “Can you prove that you’re not the third? I’m sorry.

“It’s true that you had a bruise on her face when you met her. I’m sorry.

“You’re not going to the hospital, so you’ll find an excuse. I’m sorry.

All right, I’ll make you beg for a hammer. I need to talk about this.

I’ll hum and laugh and turn this comment on my 100 trumpets and make it a hot one.

“Wait a minute, we’ll get back to the hospital.” I’m sorry.

LLINVIV: In addition, I and my team will formally file a lawsuit against Ms. Seo Jie-Ting and the Henwoo Group for deliberate acts against my personal safety, as evidenced by the following evidence and hospital evidence, which we will see in court.

This is accompanied by a recording of all the conversations that I had with Seo Jie-ting, which I had to record the day after I had called her. And the drug test I was drugged with when I was taken to the hospital.

I even prepared the subtitles for the recording, and with the fact that Seo Jettenko was born, Mandarin was very clear, so that the person who opened the recording could hear her words clearly.

“Linvie, when you try to seduce him, I can sue for divorce. Can you help me?”

“What do you think the media would write if I appeared in front of the flashlight with you as I am now? I’m sorry.

“Livie, you drank tea, right?”

“…”

When this recording was uploaded, it had more repercussions than I thought.

This is a direct threat to Seo Jeong-Ting that I would like to be fascinated by the fact that my intention to take me away was revealed in front of everyone, and a perfect answer to the wounds on her face that day and why I went to the hospital.

Not only did they strike back a thousand waves, but they also turned the situation upside down and broke all the false rumours about me before.

At the same time, I transmitted my statement to Mr. Kiki’s account and made public the information that Fu Seung-yun had sent to her in private.

A moment of shock.

Both stars came to public evidence and proved to be one-sided harassment by Fu Sung-yun, plus that recording, all the dirty water that was pouring on me, and I gave it back.

The netizens began to forward this tweet to me, and more and more people saw my clarifications.

There was a huge reversal in their crazy attacks.

Some of them could not accept the fact that they had attacked the wrong man’s cyberfriends before and began to vent their anger on Mr. and Mrs. Fu.

In less than half a day, Fu Sung Yun Weibo has fallen.

The following day, the public security authorities published the results of the treatment of Seo Jieting, who was suspected of causing harm to the physical health of others through the use of prohibited goods, with the exception of 15 days of detention for compensation.

I watched on the Internet the backlash of Fu Seon-yun and uncomplicatedly let them send a lawyer’s letter to the most madly scolded microblogs.

There are people who think they can speak freely behind the Internet.

And Fu Seung-un wanted to crush me with public opinion, so I returned to him in the same way.

Hen-woo Group and Fu Seung-yun’s team are finally overburdened with publicly apologizing to me and Bin Ting-Ting and admitting that all the good men who worked before were set up were set on fire.

A farce is finally over.

9

Once again, I stood in a high-level office and I had a dark face.

“Linvik, the boss is down in his face, and he wants to stop, “Will you not use a trumpet?” I’m sorry.

“I can’t. “Why don’t I change the number?” I’m sorry.

Yeah, I turned over again. This time, the Internet guy pulled out my most popular trumpet and looked at all my old daily shit.

In the morning, he shouted that he didn’t want to work, transmitted his wish to be rich at noon, and I hated everyone in the world at night.

My mental state and my madness are everywhere.

It’s been a long time since I’ve worked so hard. Totally! without reservation! Falling down!

I can’t cry. I might not have left a vase of stainless steel.

“Forget it, you’re stuck in your heart. The boss waved and kicked me out of the office.

I couldn’t wait to open the microblog as soon as I went out. It was as peaceful as it was.

“Linvik has a lot to say. I’m sorry.

“My Internet mouth is for “Foot.”

“It feels like she’s really her trumpet last time.”

“Is it true that the actress is so private?”

How come the Internet likes my trumpet?

I’m glad my friends are back. My trenches are still strong!

“What are you doing walking so fast? “There’s a big brand, this time, trying to find an independent woman who thinks you fit the brand image and wants to talk to us.” I’m sorry.

I laughed, “Okay, I’ll tweet. I’m sorry.

“What are you going to say? “

I’m laughing and I’m not answering. I just lost a few words on the page and I clicked to send.

A bollocks v: Hello, I’m Lindsey.

(concluded)

Signed: Shenzhenno Document No. YXX1 Gnmr8AJtOyPB5lGcpQpK

I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.