Chapter 902 (1/2)

As they expected, as soon as the magazine was published, the sales volume immediately exploded, and it was snapped up. The sales volume reached a record high.

All the people in the magazine were very happy. While they were celebrating, several policemen came to their door and showed their certificates. They told them what they wanted. They were suspected of illegal and criminal activities and asked them all to go back to assist in the investigation.

”Ah, comrade police, you must be mistaken. We are regular magazines.”

”Regular? Then go back first. ”

Their magazine has only a few employees, so it's easy to catch them all.

But Fu Zhongqian's story has already been reported, and it's still in full swing.

Shen Huan is at home. She has been watching Weibo to watch the latest progress of things. She feels angry when she sees the comments below that make fu Zhongqian even step down.

Most of the following are so angry and irresponsible remarks.

Shen Huan can't help but reply quickly: can't he be with his wife? Please don't know the truth, just talk about Jide!

You mean you know the truth?

Who are you? What is the truth of the matter? You know, you tell us.

That's it. You said it was his wife. Did they admit it? Maybe it was a lover.

……

Shen Huan made a spontaneous speech, but after a few minutes, the number of comments refuted by her has doubled. The words she said are still hard to hear. Shen Huan's angry heart rolls. She really wants to stand up and scold all those people in front of the computer. I don't know how their thoughts can be so gloomy!

But her power is limited, and she can only defeat under these spiteful stars, which makes her want to have the impulse to smash the computer.

Evidence? They asked her for evidence. How can we prove the relationship between Fu Zhongqian and her? How can we prove that their relationship is legal!

Marriage certificate.

But Shen Huan doesn't have it. So in the end, she was so angry that she simply turned off the computer and sat in front of the coffee table.

”What's the matter?” Fu Zhongqian came back and saw her sitting there with her breast in her arms. He couldn't help but concern: ”what's the matter?”

”You're back.” Shen Huan immediately stood up from the chair and said with concern, ”are you ok?”

Fu Zhongqian reached out to touch her head and said calmly, ”what can I do for you?”

”I'm nothing,” Shen Huan adjusted her mood slightly and coughed twice, but there was an abnormal flush on her face.

Fu Zhongqian put his hand into it, but the high temperature on her forehead made her jump: ”you go to bed right away and lie down. I'll get the thermometer!”

I didn't think before, but after lying in bed, Shen huancai felt that he was cold and hot all over, wrapped in a quilt, and his body was constantly fighting with cold.