"Even this kind of trifling past could be said to be like this. If the old man heard this, he would crawl out of the ground."
"Qiao Xiyan!" Song Fengwan gritted her teeth. How can he still say that at a time like this?
Just as Qiao Xiyan was about to say that this girl was rude to call him by his name, his father called. "I'll talk to you later. It's my dad."
Song Fengwan's call was cut off, and she gritted her teeth in hatred.
***
The report spread very quickly. Although the news was quickly deleted, the netizens took screenshots, so the news naturally couldn't be blocked.
Fu Chen first got people to investigate the person who published this news.
"Third Master, there's news." After all, there was a company, so it was very convenient to search.
"What?"
