Chapter 364
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Before Su Yu could say anything, Tang Chuan cut in, "You can't even tell, how can you do it? It's obvious … that Mian Mian is cannon fodder. She's the cannon fodder that President Su brought out onto the stage to be attacked by others. He's doing this to protect the person who really wants to protect you. "
"Um … you've suddenly become a big shot, Lord Su," Wei Liao laughed.
"Do you think I won't tell the funeral parlor to remove two bodies from my swimming pool?" Su Yu threatened coldly.
Wei Liao and Tang Chuan immediately shut up …
– Inside a high-end bar –
As usual, a group of people were drinking when Mian Mian walked in, wearing a pink miniskirt and a red top hat.
She sat down beside Su Yu and poured a glass of wine for Su Yu, looking very obedient.
Su Yu was expressionless. He occasionally fiddled with his phone, absent-minded.
"President Su …"
"What is it?" Su Yu didn't even look up.
"Sister Qingya seems to have some misunderstandings about me. She's been working with the other artists in the company to ostracize me. I feel very wronged. President Su, please help me."
"If you feel wronged, then don't do it anymore. Just leave the company. You're not suitable to be an artist with such a fragile heart."
President Su still didn't look at her. Instead, he scrolled through Huo Mien's Weibo …
There was a time when Weibo was very popular. Huo Mien also registered an account, but he didn't use it often.
He would only update or forward it when he thought of it.
His name was also a little cute. He was called Penguins of Madagascar.
However, even though he disguised himself like this, Su Yu still found out. His people weren't useless.
If he couldn't add them on WeChat, he could at least add them on Weibo.
After all, Su Yu was a VIP on Weibo with more than 30 million fans.
Plus, he didn't have zombie fans. He had more fans than many celebrities.
His verified name was also Su Yu. His verified identity was the CEO of Imperial Star Entertainment and a board member of the Su Bank.
However, Su Yu was a lazy person. He rarely went on Weibo and didn't let his team manage it. He felt like that would lose the real meaning of having a Weibo.
The last time he posted on Weibo was last month. It was about the new movie that Su Yu and the God of Gamblers from Hong Kong. Su Yu automatically reposted it. There were 80,000 comments on it in one day.
Most of the people in the front row were female fans. One of them shouted, "Hubby, you finally updated your Weibo."
"Huo, we'll support your movie, even if it's bad."
"Hubby, remember to post more selfies. Give us some benefits."
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Even if he changed his date, he would still be in the entertainment headlines for a week …
After opening Huo Mien's Weibo, Su Yu didn't immediately follow it. He was afraid that some nosy netizens would notice something.
Instead, he found her Weibo and scrolled through her posts one by one. Whenever he saw something interesting, he would laugh …
When he saw something childish, he would laugh. Anyways, Su Yu was having a lot of fun playing with his phone.
He wasn't in the mood to listen to Mian Mian complain about her fight with Zhao Qingya.
"President Su, did I do something wrong?" Mian Mian looked pitiful and wanted to cry.
Su Yu put away his phone and glanced at her. "Why do you ask?"
"People are saying that there's something between us, but in reality, there's nothing between us … I'm under a lot of pressure because of the curses and suspicions from those people. So, I'm wondering if I did something wrong to offend you, President Su." Mian Mian wasn't stupid, and her analysis was quite reliable.
"What do you think you did to offend me?" Su Yu looked at her, amused.
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