Chapter 439: I don’t want to deal with the mentally retarded (fourth update)

He tremblingly clicked on Ruan Qi's homepage and saw her latest Weibo post at a glance——

[Ruan Ruan Qi: I was invited to the Huatai Spring Festival Gala, but I declined due to something else. Thank you for your concern~ [I am aloof and never deal with mentally retarded people.jpg]]

Shen Wenqian looked at the emoticon, his vision went dark, and he almost threw away the coffee in his hand.

He quickly clicked on the comment area.

really!

【Fuck! This Weibo and this emoticon are so arrogant! 】

[I love this emoticon. Who is the mentally retarded person Ruan Qi is talking about? 】

【Who else could it be? Paparazzi Qiang, Heizi and Jian Chao! 】

[Am I the only one concerned about Ruan Qi's rejection of the invitation to the Huatai Spring Festival Gala? 】

[Ruan Qi has only made her debut four months ago. Can she be invited to the Huatai Spring Festival Gala? 】

[You don’t make drafts when you brag. He even dared to spread rumors about Huatai! 】

[It is well known how aloof Huatai is. Ruan Qi knew this, so she dared to say nonsense. Anyway, Huatai couldn't go out of his way to clarify for a little star like her. 】

【This move is awesome. Huatai also invited me, but I also declined. Hahaha! 】

It didn’t take long for marketing accounts who were crazy about KPIs to take screenshots of Ruan Qi’s Weibo.

Looking at those mocking comments, Shen Wenqian finally stopped his receding hairline and started flying back again.

He didn't even bother to wash his face, picked up the car keys and went straight to Yuyuan.

When the manager surnamed Shen rushed into the villa angrily, he saw the little girl sitting on a chair, like a bird waiting for food, waiting for Mother Xi Bird Jiu to feed her.

Shen Wenqian looked at the man with a strong aura and smashed the little aura he had managed to accumulate into pieces.

He sighed tiredly, pulled out the chair and sat down next to Ruan Qi.

After taking a bite of the meat, the little girl narrowed her eyes with satisfaction, swung her thin legs and looked at her manager happily.

"Brother Shen, have you eaten? Let's eat something together?"

After saying that, he thoughtfully pushed a plate of big buns in front of him.

Shen Wenqian: "..."

I don’t want to eat steamed buns, I want to eat paraquat.

The manager, who was tired every day, silently shed a few tears in his heart.

"Ruan Xiaoqi," he said with a look of resentment, "What happened to that Weibo post you just posted? Why didn't I know you were invited to the Huatai Spring Festival Gala?"

The little girl took a sip of milk, then opened the WeChat chat window and pushed it over.

Shen Wenqian glanced at her doubtfully, lowered his head and scanned the screen of his mobile phone——

“!!!!!!”

He opened his eyes in disbelief, "When did this happen?!"

"Three days ago." Ruan Qi wiped her mouth, "For a temporary program, the director of the Spring Festival Gala and Autumn Festival wanted me to lead the singing. But Old Man Cao and I had already made a decision, so we had to push it forward. It's not a big deal, so I didn't Tell you."

Shen Wenqian: "!!!"

Not a big deal? !

Going to the Spring Festival Gala is not a big deal? ! !

Girl, is all milk filling your head?

Manager Shen complained in his heart, and then regretted such a good opportunity, and then he slowly frowned.

"Although you were really invited to the Spring Festival Gala, what did the Internet say? You can't show the chat history to netizens, right? Heizi won't believe it."

The little girl let out a slow 'um'.

"Brother Shen, don't worry, I've made all the arrangements!~"

…

Ruan Qi's Weibo aroused the anger of the sunspots.

Following #阮淒不被愿为华台春夜场#, #议淒说说我是狠向春夜# also climbed up the trending search.

When I clicked on the topic, it was all ridicule and yelling.

"Someone is causing trouble behind the scenes." Shen Wenqian browsed around on the Internet. "They are all trolls, and they are obviously hired by someone. If the trouble continues like this, passers-by will be impatient."

The little girl nodded slowly.

She clicked on WeChat and sent a message to Cao Zhixing

[It’s Xiao Qi: Old Man Cao, let’s do it. 】