Less than ten minutes after the last call, Yan Fuguang's phone rang again.

It's still Mo Yun, but this time her tone is very different from before.

"Yan Yan, do you want to be exposed?" Mo Yun was not angry, but mainly out of surprise or shock.

"Huh?" Yan Fuguang didn't understand. What was exposed?

“Isn’t that what the photo you just posted on Weibo means?”

Mo Yun sighed, yes, she knew what was going on!

This little ancestor didn't care at all, she just took a photo and posted it casually. As for whether the relationship was exposed or not, I guess she never took it seriously.

"Hey, you should take a look at the Weibo you just posted first, if Weibo can still be opened."

Mo Yun hung up the phone with a headache. No matter how Yan Fuguang planned to respond, he would definitely have to work overtime today.

Yan Fuguang returned to the Weibo interface. After refreshing, he could only see a circle spinning. It seemed that he was about to switch to the world.

It seems that her Weibo post crashed the server again.

Cut to the photo album and open the photo you just took.

In the middle of the picture is a white porcelain bowl without any patterns, a plain stainless steel fork, and a yellow mango that looks delicious. Other than that, there is nothing wrong with the whole picture except for the lower left corner.

…

Half of the cuffs are exposed there, half of the dial is under the cuffs, and half of the portrait on the dial. Although the angle is slightly tilted, anyone who has paid attention to the auction can recognize that the painting is Yan Fuguang.

Is this why Weibo crashed?

Thinking of the word "you" that Ji Yingzhou was hesitating to say just now, Yan Fuguang suddenly smiled.

"So Mr. Ji really wants to make it public?"

If he had just finished what he said, maybe she would take another picture, but of course she might not, mainly because this is not something Ji Yingzhou, who has always been steady, would do.

Of course, Yan Fuguang really doesn't mind if it's exposed or not, otherwise she wouldn't admit it directly when she met a fan in Finland. Ji Yingzhou always said it was up to her, but she didn't expect that he couldn't wait to tell the world.

Ji Yingzhou hugged Yan Fuguang tightly, and his voice rang in her ears: "Well, I wish the whole world knew you are my baby!"

Yan Fuguang took his hand, carefully looked at the bergamot on his wrist, and smiled: "It's quite pretty."

In fact, she saw him wearing this watch when she woke up. If she hadn't guessed that the buyer was Ji Yingzhou, she would have bought it herself.

In fact, one fan was right. If someone she didn't know used this to disgust her, she would most likely throw it into the Huangpu River.

Don't think that just because this watch is expensive, it's not a toy. In Ji Yingzhou's hands, it's a treasure. If someone else bought it, it probably wouldn't be worth a look in Yan Fuguang's eyes.

"Aren't you angry?"

Hearing Ji Yingzhou's words, Yan Fuguang smiled: "Why are you angry? You are shameless?"

If Yan Fuguang hadn't openly admitted to his fans on Christmas Day, Ji Yingzhou would have finished what he said today. He suddenly got greedy just now, but fortunately Yan Fuguang didn't get angry.

"I won't clarify if I clarify, but it's better not to make your identity public. It's not safe and you won't have freedom. What do you think?"

Yan Fuguang is confident that he will not be photographed, but why should he make it easier for the paparazzi? After all, there is no specific target for these people to photograph, and there is no place to photograph them.

"Well, it's up to you."

Although it is impossible to photograph him, Yan Fuguang can decide whatever he wants. If his identity is kept secret for the time being, they can feel at ease for a while longer.

But the identity of the orphaned Bai Feili cannot be hidden from netizens, but not from Zhao Yige.

Two hours ago, he watched Ji Yingzhou "suspiciously" go to see Yan Fuguang, and two hours later, the two people's Weibo went offline!

Now he was half speechless and half shocked. What else could he say? He could only slap his hands a few times and write NB in ​​capital letters.

Although Ji Yingzhou didn't reply to any of the messages he sent, it didn't matter, as long as his phone didn't crash, his messages would never stop.

No way, please understand.

Even if you are young, this thing is so worthy of envy and envy!

Mo Yun waited for more than half an hour, and finally received Yan Fuguang's reply. What, it was a cold treatment without clarification?

She immediately made a phone call and repeatedly confirmed whether Yan Fuguang had really decided to do this. In the end, she still received a positive answer, which was a cold treatment and no clarification.

For a moment, Mo Yun didn't know what to say. Yan Fuguang was not an ordinary person, and many of the issues that most artists would be concerned about were beyond her scope of consideration.

So, it’s been exposed but not completely exposed. You can argue whatever you want. I don’t care and I lose.

This is indeed Yan Fuguang's character. Mo Yun thought that it was half and half, and she immediately arranged people to do things when she had a direction.

In fact, there is nothing more to do than monitor public opinion and deal with it if anything goes wrong.

Weibo finally made some progress this time, and it was two minutes shorter than the time Yan Fuguang collapsed when he was in coma. When the page was normal and refreshed, Yan Fuguang's Weibo had tens of thousands more comments in an instant.

[If I’m not blind, this is the 70 million, right? 】

[You are not blind, but I am. This is Yan Fuguang’s Weibo, right? 】

[Let me tell you something, an unknown Asian boss spent more than 70 million to buy a piece of Periphery named after Yan Fuguang, and Yan Fuguang is right next to the boss at this moment. Isn’t that right?

?]

[That’s right, but why does it feel weird when you say that? 】

[Come, come, let’s find fault, what’s the background of this photo? 】

[I can’t tell, the camera is too close. Apart from the bowl and watch, what is underneath this, a tablecloth?]

[Don’t worry about anything else, it’s a man’s hand, right?! So………………]

[I suddenly thought of the revelation about the garbled ID. Could it be true?!]

[What are you guessing? It can’t be her father, her grandfather, or her uncle? 】

[I don’t care, I already have a picture in my mind. I will start writing the novel tomorrow. Welcome to our company to purchase film and television rights]

[Let me make a statement, the manager will probably speak out soon this time]

[Last time it was nonsense from an unknown person. Goddess Yan herself posted this on Weibo. I have a bad feeling...]

[What a premonition, the biggest problem is to fall in love. Why, you are not allowed to fall in love as an adult? 】

This time the melon is larger, the content is a bit ambiguous, and it was posted by Yan Fuguang herself. Whether she did it on purpose or not, there are too many points worthy of discussion, not to mention tens of thousands of comments, hundreds of thousands of them.

Can't come down.

Marketing accounts with such a high popularity must be coming out in droves, just like hyenas smelling the smell, they must analyze this picture clearly and clearly.
Chapter completed!