"Mr. Fu, it is the responsibility and obligation of our media to interview the news. You have no right to do so."

A reporter looked like a college student who had just left the cottage. Seeing that the news he had managed to grab was deleted, he immediately complained.

Fu Xichen glanced at him coldly, "do I have the right? You\'d better go back and ask your leaders."

Dare to burst their Fu\'s materials, and don\'t worry about measuring how many kilograms they have.

"Mr. Fu, there was a rumor in the outside world that Mrs. Fu had an ambiguous relationship with my uncle. Now you defend her so much, can you say that the rumor is true?"

The man looked at Fu Xichen holding Xia Ling\'s back and asked him fearlessly.

Fu Xichen stepped slightly and glared at him fiercely, with a cold hook in the corners of his mouth.

"How brave you are! Han Bing, ask him where he is from. It seems that he doesn\'t want to eat this bowl of rice in the future."

Dare you talk like that?

This man is either brave or sent by someone with ulterior motives.

What kind of person would he be?

Fu Xichen didn\'t stop any longer. He just hugged Xia Ling, who had completely fainted, and left the land of right and wrong.

Behind him, the man who asked questions flashed slightly in his eyes. Seeing Han Bing staring at himself, he retreated with a guilty conscience, "I\'m just reporting the news from facts. Don\'t bully others."

As he said, relying on the large number of people, the man quickly withdrew from the crowd and ran away.

With a cold face, Han Bing wanted to catch him, but he ran too fast, and the remaining managers were also lack of skills, so he ran away.

"Han tezhu, what\'s going on?"

Wang Weide\'s assistant finally came back, holding the master whose face was obviously wrong and asking about the situation.

He was called out for no reason, but he waited in the hall for a long time without seeing anyone.

Who\'s kidding him?

Han Bing said silently, "sorry, there was an accident. I\'ll send someone to help you arrange your house right away. You take president Wang upstairs to have a rest."

It seems that he was also used by Ji Linhan.

What a heart stopper.

In the secret corner, Ji Linhan looked at the farce not far away with great interest, with excited light in her eyes.

She arranged everything.

She had already bribed the waiter and asked him to put something to cheer up in Wang Weide\'s wine.

Xia Ling, knowing that she might be wary of herself, asked the waiter to put something in her tea.

Sure enough, she really chose to drink tea.

Wang Weide\'s assistant was also paid by her, and of course, she informed the reporters outside in advance.

The man who spoke at last was not a reporter, but a fan she found.

Everything is under her control.

What she wants is Xia Ling\'s scandal.

Ji Linhan hooked her lips and looked at the video recorded on her mobile phone. She was very proud.

Does Fu Xichen think it\'s OK to delete the photos and videos in the hands of reporters?

She recorded the scene just now.

Soon, she\'ll ferment the news.

And Fu Xichen, even if he knew she did it, he should not do anything to her.

After all, they are still allies.

Ji Linhan smiled proudly and her eyes were full of calculation light.

In the car, Fu Xichen called a familiar doctor and drove all the way back to his apartment with the sleepy Xia Ling.

He carefully helped her into the house, gently put her on the bed, and the familiar doctor arrived.

After a diagnosis and treatment, the doctor determined that Xia Ling was just a little overpowering drug, prescribed her an antidote and left.

Fu Xichen breathed a sigh of relief.

Damn Ji Linhan, fortunately, he didn\'t cause any big trouble.