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Qin Xuezhou and Du Sucheng returned to the country in such a low-key manner, without attracting anyone's attention.

The main reason is that the eyes of the people who eat melons are not attracted to another newest melon that has been released recently. Just because one day suddenly, a certain post on the forum caused an uproar in the entire entertainment circle, and the bloody storm came immediately.

Among them, the protagonist is Jing Cheng, who has been low-key and almost forgotten recently. This newcomer to Pangu, with his own efforts, directly caused the computer records made by the topic character at the beginning of the story to be anonymously exposed.

The records are very clear and organized, and there are pictures and evidences. At first glance, this anonymous person is definitely a hacker-level master.

Including how Jing Cheng tried his best to dress up according to He Xilou's original intention, to pretending to meet by chance at a hotel, and signed to Pangu as a matter of course, and how to use Dusucheng and Chu Jin as backup tires, even when the plan failed At that time, how to justly blame others for being blind, and the records were all sent out in detail.

It was obvious that he wanted to put her to death. As soon as this thing was released, Jing Cheng directly offended three great gods in the entertainment circle. Even though He Xilou is no longer Pangu's manager, he is a very topical figure, let alone hides his identity.

Most of everyone was amazed by Jing Cheng's deep palace and terrible plan.

Qin Xuezhou turned off the trending search after just two glances and chose to play games. Du Sucheng sent him home silently, and didn't take these things seriously at all. He knew very well that it must have been sent by Chu Jin, after all, someone else either didn't have that skill or didn't have that kind of leisure.

For Chu Jin now, anyone who wants to hurt Qin Xuezhou should be damned, right? including himself. But Du Sucheng didn't have the heart to appease his old friend, after all, that person was also one of the people who hurt her, right?

Qin Xuezhou watched the low-key business car gradually go away, her eyes fell on the large series of messages that popped up suddenly after getting off the plane, she smiled slightly, edited a message with her fingertips down, and sent it back, then turned and went home.

Not long after, she waited for the letterer, and when she opened the door, the woman who was much more haggard than the last time she met was Qin Xuezhou's former adoptive mother——Chu Yanru.

She turned slightly to signal the woman to come in, and even Shi Shiran poured a cup of hot tea and put it in front of Chu Yanru.

"Biluochun, you like to drink right?"

Chu Yanru stared at the green leaves in the cup in a daze. She thought she would also see a decadent Qin Xuezhou, but she never expected this person to have a ruddy complexion. , Bitong welcomed her into the door with a smile. It seems that so many years have never left the slightest trace, and she is still the respectful and close mother of the girl back then.

But at this moment, she didn't have any thoughts to explore Qin Xuezhou's heart. Chu Yanru forced a smile, "Xue Zhou, I owe you an apology."

Shan Jue leaned over and patted him softly. Her hands, a pair of green pupils, looked a little strange under the light, "You are also worthy of calling yourself Qin Xuezhou's mother? You don't know, the person she hates the most besides that idiot Chu Jin is you." "

What's wrong with you?"

Chu Yanru was taken aback for a moment, feeling that the girl in front of her was completely different from the person she saw in the caravan a few days ago, she shook her head to get rid of this strange thought , I just thought it was angry words, "Mom knows you are still angry, it doesn't matter if you hate me, but Xiao Jin was just tricked by me and got into a dead end. Now only you can save him!"

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