Chapter 990
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The endorsement was snatched? Don't panic.
"I'm so angry, so angry!!"
Tang Xinrou sat down on the bed and began to sulk.
"What happened?"
Song Yaoyao closed her book and asked curiously as she was revising.
Tang Xinrou, who had always told Song Yaoyao everything she knew, turned her head angrily this time. Her face was full of grief and indignation.
Song Yaoyao crossed her arms and said, "You want me to ask Xu Yue? You know that Xu Yue has always told me everything she knows. "
Tang Xinrou bit her lip. "I don't want to talk about it. It's too embarrassing!"
She had actually been snatched away by that hypocritical white lotus!
"About Song Jingwan?"
Tang Xinrou was stunned. Her expression suddenly changed. "Why are you …"
"How did you know?"
Now that there were only the two of them in the dormitory, there was no need to avoid anyone. Song Yaoyao said indifferently, "It's easy to guess."
Song Jingwan's every move did not escape her eyes.
Upon hearing this, Tang Xinrou felt wronged.
"If I use my family's power, does Song Jingwan have the ability to snatch my things? Was Song Wen-chuan brainwashed by Song Jingwan? You're still helping her! "
Tang Xinrou sneered. "If Song Wen-chuan doesn't help her, what else can Song Jingwan do?"
"Song Rui is in jail, Zhou Manli is paralyzed, and Song Jingwan is the only one left by his side. Now, do you understand why Song Wen-chuan is protecting Song Jingwan? "
Tang Xinrou snorted softly and exhaled.
"I don't really care about that endorsement. I'm just angry. It doesn't matter who gets this endorsement, but it just had to be my most hated Song Jingwan! "
Song Yaoyao smiled. "What are you endorsing?"
Tang Xinrou: "A Japanese skincare product."
"When will we start shooting the commercial?"
"Three days later."
Song Yaoyao lowered her head and thought for a moment. Suddenly, her eyes narrowed. Victory was within her grasp.
"She can't …"
Three days later.
Early in the morning, Qin Han was already sitting in the nanny van. He arrived at the Song Family's villa with his assistant, makeup artist, and stylist.
Just as he was about to call Song Jingwan, a sudden scream rang out, startling the birds on the branches. Fine snow rustled down.
The young assistant was stunned and asked hesitantly, "Brother Qin, is this voice Jingwan's?"
Just then, his phone rang.
The caller was Song Jingwan.
In the car, no one, including the assistant, knew what the other party was saying. They only saw Qin Han's expression getting uglier and uglier. In the end, he said in a low voice, "Got it." Then he hung up the phone.
"Brother Qin, Jingwan, she —"
"Turn around and go back."
"Ah?" The assistant who was driving was confused. "But aren't we picking up Jingwan today to shoot —"
"We're not shooting."
…
"What? She said she's not shooting and we're not shooting? That's not what you said in the beginning! "
The person in charge of Feng City was so angry that he laughed. "Are you kidding me? Do you think that we have plenty of time to play this game of chasing after each other with you? Huh? "
Qin Han was scolded badly over the phone, but there was nothing he could do.
He had even lost contact with Song Jingwan. She had switched off her phone and he didn't know where she was.
He went to the Song Family's house a few times, but he didn't even see her face.
"I don't want to hear any explanations or apologies from you! If apologies were useful, what's the use of the police? Get her to come in person! Otherwise, you'll have to bear the consequences! I don't care which rich family she's from! Do you believe that I'll make sure she can't survive in this industry? "
The Song family did have some ability, but in the capital circle, they were still not on the list!
(End of chapter)
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