Li Qun was very satisfied with this answer. He chuckled, put on his coat, and said each word clearly, "You said it very well. Nobody can be impudent on me. Similarly, they also can't control that little thing I raise."
With that, Li Qun turned around and left the manor.
Dumbfounded, Chen Yuan did not move his feet for a long time.
Little thing?
What little thing did president Li raise recently?
.....
Get married.
A muffled sound came from the room of the noble and elegant princess.
Cheng Wei sat on the bed with her hair disheveled. Her palms had been scratched by her nails, and her eyes were full of anger.
Ai Te's phone was fiercely thrown to the ground. The broken screen was full of surging evil comments.
[What angel? This is a devil.]
[Those born in the same family must behave the same way. I feel disgusted after losing my fans.]
[Obviously, I have done many wrong things by setting up such a formation. Go to hell.]
.....
How could Wei Cheng, who had always been shrouded by the halo, withstand these negative comments?
Her beautiful face twisted with anger. She now looked more like a lunatic.
Cheng Wei took two deep breaths and walked downstairs in a huff. Cheng Kun and Lin Xue were sitting on the sofa in the living room, frowning.
"Dad! What the hell is going on?! Why is the PR you hired so useless?!" Cheng Kun didn't sleep last night to deal with this matter. Cheng Wei initially thought that the matter would be over by today, but in the end, it only turned more serious.
"I have already made a statement and blamed the master, saying that we were deceived by him."Kun Cheng's face was dark, "I also contacted the media and asked them to stop spreading it, but... the popularity still couldn't be reduced."
"It must be your competitors who took the opportunity to ruin your reputation."Wei Cheng immediately reacted.
Kun Cheng thought the same and cursed, "I think so too, a bunch of b*stards!"
While the father and daughter were angry, Xue Lin's face was pale. She said softly, "You, don't you think that this, this is Little Xin's ghost causing trouble? "We're doing it so privately. Why would we suddenly attract so many media outlets... why don't we burn some paper for Little Xin and let her let us go?"
Xue Lin thought about it all night and felt that something was wrong.
It must be Cheng Xin.
Wei Cheng was already angry, and after hearing Xue Lin's words, she became even more unhappy. "Dream on! You want me to burn paper money for her?! Dream on!"
After saying that, Wei Cheng went upstairs in a bad mood.
Kun Cheng looked at his daughter's back and rolled his eyes at Xue Lin. "Look at you. You've driven Weiwei away again. I still have to rely on her to clean up our Cheng Family!"
"Rely on her?" Lin Xue was puzzled, then quickly objected. "You're planning to push Weiwei to the center of the storm? No way!"
"You don't have to care about that. I'll talk to Weiwei. She'll agree."
After saying that, Cheng Kun left Lin Xue alone in the living room and followed Cheng Wei upstairs.
.....
The Garden of Roses was quiet today.
Cheng Xin had seen the headlines early in the morning. Mother Shen and mother Rong even talked about this matter before her. They said a few bad things about Cheng Wei. Cheng Xin felt happy listening to them, and she was delighted the whole day.
The craftsman that Chen Yuan found also came to make the pot. He turned her electronic lock into a crystal clear bracelet. The color of the jade made her skin look even fairer and more delicate. The quality of the bracelet also looked expensive.
"Miss really likes this bracelet."
Seeing Cheng Xin staring at the bracelet, mother Rong couldn't help but laugh.
Cheng Xin laughed foolishly.
Naturally, she liked it.
With this bracelet, she would no longer have to hide when she went out in the future. She was worried that she would be recognized as a slum dweller.
Speaking of which, she really had to thank Li Qun.
The next thing to be dealt with was that fake identity.
Two days later, at night.
Fortunately, Li Qun didn't come to the rose garden. While Nanny Rong and Nanny Shen were asleep, Cheng Xin put on a pair of sunglasses, called a taxi, and headed straight to the Fu Cheng Building.
Today was the day she asked Qin Qi for her fake ID.
At ten o'clock, Fu Cheng Building was still open for business.
The building was crowded and closed late. Although it was late at night, it was still brightly lit and bustling.
In the garden cafe on the top floor, there was a French chanson. An extraordinary-looking man placed a cup of coffee with sugar in front of the girl opposite him with a faint smile on his face.