The appearance in the photo was completely different from the temperament that Jiang qingyin was exuding at the moment. If the Jiang qingyin in front of the camera gave people the feeling of gentleness and elegance, the woman in the photo was the opposite of her. She was loose, cheap, and full of vulgarity.
Was this still the goddess Jiang qingyin?
The netizens were shocked when they saw the photo.
Jiang qingyin, on the other hand, had no idea about the photos that had suddenly popped up in the live broadcast. She continued to expand the topic on the fact that Luo Qiao had hurt people because of her mental problems. Her voice sounded gentle yet firm, " I sincerely hope that everyone will consider boycotting Luo Qiao. It's not just for me, it's also for everyone's safety, Yingluo.
[ that's not the usual kind of sex tape. One woman with many men? ]
[ f * ck, it's so f * cking exciting. Celebrities really know how to play Yingluo. ]
[ what kind of black technology is this? which awesome God made this? ]
However, the netizens were not in the mood to listen to what she had to say. Their eyes were full of the photo.
After Jiang qingyin finished her sentence, she went to look at the comments from the netizens, only to find that they were all about something she could not understand.
She was slightly taken aback.
It was at this moment of confusion that her manager anxiously ran over to her with her phone and motioned for her to look at the live broadcast on her phone.
Jiang qingyin subconsciously took a look. When she saw the content of the image, she froze as if her pressure points had been hit!
She stared at the image on the phone, her pupils constricting, and the blood drained from her face, turning it extremely pale.
The manager's heart skipped a beat as she looked at her. Realizing that she was still on the live broadcast, she quickly raised her hand to turn it off. As she did this, the image that the netizens saw instantly turned black, and the photo disappeared.
The netizens exploded.
[ f * ck, f * ck!! ] Judging from Jiang qingfei's reaction just now, is she really the one in the photo? ]
[ what kind of shocking news is this? Jiang qingfei's perfect goddess image has collapsed?? ]
[ what kind of goddess is she? to be honest, it's a prostitute who would do such a thing! ]
[ Oh my God, she's really good at pretending. ]
Seeing Jiang qingyin's reaction, the netizens were even more certain about this matter. For a time, everyone started a crazy discussion about this photo of Jiang qingyin.
……
At the same time, in Jiang qingyin's room.
The atmosphere was quiet. The manager and the assistant looked at the woman sitting on the sofa nervously, not even daring to breathe.
Jiang qingyin's expression was very strange. Staring at his own photo, the hands on his knees clenched into fists, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged.
The manager pursed her dry lips, glanced at her, and hesitantly stepped forward. "Clear and cool."
In the next second, the black phone was thrown at her, brushing past her face and flying against the wall!
Soon after, vases, table lamps, cups, and anything that could be smashed in the room were smashed by Jiang qingfei.
A series of loud crackling sounds rang out, knocking on people's eardrums.
The assistant had never seen Jiang qingyin like this. Her face turned pale and she could not help but step back. The broken pieces of porcelain scratched her leg and left a bloody mark. She hissed in pain and squatted down.
However, Jiang qingyin turned a deaf ear to it.
Jiang qingyin only stood up slowly when there was nothing left to smash.
so, Zhenzhen. her voice trembled. The thing that she didn't want to be found out the most had finally been exposed to everyone.