Chapter 249
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A manor under Han Xianyu's name was transformed into a children's playground. He often invited some of the children he rescued and his little fans to play at his home.
At that time, the company took many photos of Han Xianyu and the children's loving interactions. There were photos of them playing games together, playing together, rolling on the grass and laughing together. The photo of him lying on the bed with the children was only one of them.
The photo was indeed Han Xianyu's bedroom. Because the bed in his bedroom was made in the shape of a pirate ship, the children all liked it and often ran over to snatch the bed from him.
Now that the media singled out this photo, it became evidence of him molesting children.
Han Xianyu took off his sunglasses and stared at the photo. The anger on his face rose bit by bit.
When the reporters saw this, they instantly rushed forward even more crazily. "Han Xianyu! Do you still want to deny it? That girl already said that you took off her clothes, molested her private parts, and even forced her to moan for you! You're worse than a beast to do that to such a young child! "
Han Xianyu stopped in his tracks and looked at the reporter who spoke quietly. "Say that again."
When the reporters saw that Han Xianyu finally reacted, excitement flashed in their eyes and they all set up their cameras in excitement.
The sharp-mouthed reporter said with a face full of mockery and disdain, "What? You dare to do it but don't dare to admit it? What high-quality idol? What clean stream of the entertainment industry? You're just a sanctimonious hypocrite! Disgusting pervert! Oh right, I heard you had a younger sister who died from an illness when she was six. Heh heh, now that I think about it … don't tell me she was actually played to death by you! "
The moment the reporter's voice fell, Han Xian Yu's heavy fist smashed into his face accompanied a howl like a pig being slaughtered …
"Ah — —"
Cries of shock came from all directions and the crowd instantly descended into chaos.
"He's hitting someone! Han Xianyu is hitting someone! "
"He actually hit a reporter! Did he fly into a rage out of humiliation?! "
"This is too much!"
"Stop! Xianyu! You're crazy! "The manager's face was filled with despair and fear.
Han Xianyu had long lost his rationality. His manager and bodyguards couldn't hold him back. They watched as he pressed the reporter to the ground and punched him again and again.
All of this was clearly recorded by the reporters …
In the end, all the security guards were dispatched to disperse the chaotic crowd.
The reporter covered his bruised and swollen face with a dark expression. "Han Xian Yu, just you wait! Justice will never be absent! I will definitely expose your true colors! "
After some chaos, he finally returned home.
Han Xianyu sat on the sofa, the hostility from when he hit someone still lingering in his eyes. Meanwhile, his manager, Fei Yang, was busy answering phone calls.
At this time, the scene just now had been quickly made into pictures and videos and uploaded to the Internet, spreading at a rapid speed.
Now, all the netizens were supporting and defending the reporter. Ignited by the reporter's words, "justice will never be absent," the public opinion that was originally disadvantageous to them suddenly expanded …
Fei Yang was berated by the company's higher-ups over the phone. He hung up with a dejected expression and looked at Han Xian Yu. "Xian Yu, you were too impulsive! I've already told you to stay calm! Those reporters just wanted to create big news, so they purposely used words to provoke you. All of them were eager for you to lose control and do something! You, on the other hand, handed the knife to them yourself! "
Fei Yang was so angry that he wanted to continue speaking, but he saw Han Xian Yu silently sitting on the sofa and looking at his sister's photo on his phone. In the end, he sighed and didn't continue speaking.
What the reporter said today was indeed too much, but the netizens wouldn't think from Han Xian Yu's point of view. In fact, they would follow the reporter's words and link it to something even more filthy and despicable.
Fei Yang was thinking about how to salvage his image as much as possible when Han Xian Yu's phone suddenly rang. It was a familiar number.
It was that girl's father.
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