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Chapter 1624

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Suddenly, even the faint smile that had flashed across his face became exceptionally clear, making his face appear exceptionally gentle.

Shi Xiaoya's face heated up. "Then … I really have to thank Young Master Ling."

"Are you close to him?" Shi Nancang asked very alertly.

"No," Shi Xiaoya quickly said, really afraid that if she said the word "close," Shi Nancang would rush to the Han Corporation.

"I don't know why Young Master Ling would send this, but I'm still very grateful to him." Shi Xiaoya laughed dryly.

"Why would he help you if you're not close? I find it very strange. "Shi Nancang was puzzled." He doesn't seem like someone who likes to help others. Usually, at most, he'd just promote Han Corporation's new works. But I've never seen him tag anyone alone. "

"Could it be … could it be because I'm from Han Corporation?" Shi Xiaoya braced herself and analyzed blindly. "The netizens said that I'm trying to scam him. This is not a good thing for him or me. It'll sound bad if word gets out. That's why he posted. And … "

Shi Xiaoya thought of Survivor. Han Zhuoling was also participating, so Shi Nancang would find out sooner or later.

She said, "Didn't I go to Survivor to do makeup with the production team? I heard that Young Master Ling is also one of the guests, but he won't go every episode. But no matter what, the two of us are in the same show. If anything bad happens, it will affect the show. Han Corporation has invested a huge sum in Survivor. "

"Is that so?" Shi Nancang was also managing the Shi family's huge family business. How could he be so easily fooled? He kept feeling that Shi Xiaoya was saying something wrong.

But he could not refute her for the time being. After all, he was not close to Han Zhuoling.

It was already so late, so he did not pester Shi Xiaoya to ask about other things.

Anyway, based on the way things were going, he probably would not be able to get anything out of Shi Xiaoya.

Shi Nancang still had a stomach full of doubts as he hung up.

He increasingly felt that things were not so simple!

Shi Nancang touched his chin and pondered.

And Shi Xiaoya could not fall asleep because of Shi Nancang's call.

She opened Weibo and entered Han Zhuoling's homepage.

She couldn't see Han Zhuoling's previous post. She could only see Han Zhuoling's latest post.

The last time Han Zhuoling posted was the first wave of publicity for Survivor. It had been quite some time since then.

Looking further ahead, there were all kinds of advertisements that had been forwarded. There was nothing that he had personally written, nor was there any daily activities.

Looking at Han Zhuoling's Weibo, there were no selfies, no daily life, and no gossip.

In the end, there were still so many fans. Every day, they looked forward to the stars and the moon, hoping for an official repost.

Looking at this row of posts, the one she had just posted tonight instantly stood out the most. It was as if she was the only female in Han Zhuoling's low double-digit follower list of all the men.

No wonder the fans reacted so strongly.

She saw that he had even purposely circled her. He clearly did not say anything ambiguous or suggestive, but for some reason, she felt a layer of intimacy.

Shi Xiaoya's cheeks flushed red. It was more obvious than any blush.

She opened the comments and saw that there were still a small number of people who said that Shi Xiaoya was trying to ride on Han Zhuoling's popularity.

But these kinds of comments did not have many people supporting them now. They were quickly besieged and suppressed.

The rest of the comments were all about her and Han Zhuoling being a couple.

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