[✓]Loving My Rival's White Moonlight

Chapter 9 - Shen Qinghuan, you are worth it.

Some people are born to be extraordinary.

Even his random actions are a hot spot for hot searches.

Today’s headline was originally #许安深和裴清雅一起#, which has now been replaced by #简繁发微博#.

The trend of public opinion was also abruptly made by Jian Fan, and it was a bit daunting.

At about this time, all the people who eat melons are “black question mark faces.”

Isn’t Jian Fan Pei Qingya’s friend?

How did you repost… Shen Qinghuan’s promotional Weibo?

This question was asked by three people, including the official microblogs of the brand, and it became a hot comment.

Speculation, opinions vary.

But none of the parties responded positively.

Xu Anshen was urgently recalled by the Xu family because of the official announcement. Pei Qingya, one of the parties who placed the order, seemed to be in a good mood to trim white roses on the balcony.

The phone rang.

Pei Qingya picked up: “Sister Miao, what’s the matter?”

A serious female voice came from the other end: “Qingya, why didn’t you say that Jian Fan met Shen Qinghuan? How can we guide our public relations? Jian Fan is your friend, and Shen Qinghuan is worshiping the golden vampire, but now it’s okay. Jian Fan tweeted Shen Qinghuan’s promotional Weibo, this…No, haven’t you known Jian Fan for a long time? Why didn’t he turn you on?”

Sister Miao threw a series of questions, but Pei Qingya on the other end did not answer.

“Qingya, Qingya, are you still listening?”

“Yes, it’s the company’s publicity. Jian Fan didn’t pay attention to the content, and just posted the brand’s latest Weibo.” Pei Qingya’s voice couldn’t hear anything abnormal.

She paused for two seconds, then continued.

“It seems that Jianfan attaches great importance to this brand, Sister Miao, I want to perform well and win it.”

“It turns out that this is the case. I said how can a character like Jian Fan have something to do with Shen Qinghuan.”

“Qingya, don’t worry, this is what you have in your bag. No one fits this brand better than you.” Miao sister is confident.

Pei Qingya smiled and hung up the phone modestly.

But strangely, there was no smile on Pei Qingya’s face.

She stared straight at the delicate white roses that were trimmed in front of her eyes.

Pure and flawless, as if it should be loved by everyone in the world.

But… Pei Qingya squeezed the branch tightly, the tip pierced her fingertips, but she didn’t realize it, and a drop of blood fell on the petals of the white rose along the fingertips.

Dirty.

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The other two parties are currently talking on the phone, and they are full of unilateral fire.

Shen Qinghuan held the phone: “What do you mean?”

Jian Fan: “What are you asking?”

Shen Qinghuan tightened her eyebrows: “Why am I on the list of advertising spokespersons?”