"Is it..." Lu Wanwan hooked his finger, asked her to lean over and whispered, "Is it related to his girlfriend?"

"What!" Song Chi shouted in surprise, and immediately covered his mouth and whispered, "When did he have a girlfriend?"

"No?" Lu Wanwan blinked.

"I haven't seen it, nor heard of it. Who told you?"

"I just heard it by accident." Lu Wanwan tilted his head in confusion. Could it be that there is no such thing? But Scorpion and Guan Yiwei both said it.

At this time, Han Jingmo's part was finished, and Song Chi immediately ran over to deliver water. In this scene, he ate a lot of chocolate.

Lu Wanwan looked at him from time to time, guessing why he was angry last night, but he had no idea at all.

The cell phone rang, it was Lin Wei's call.

Lu Wanwan swiped the screen to connect.

Lin Wei said with a smile: "Jingmo's Weibo post was very timely. It attracted more people to scold you. The effect is good."

Lu Wanwan was confused: "The effect is good?"

"Didn't he tell you?"

"No." Lu Wanwan touched his nose. Han Jingmo just said that he wanted them to scold you.

"The more intense the scolding war is, the better it will be for us to do public relations." Lin Wei said: "Now let some of the company's marketing accounts market your fan persona. You can read it, but you don't have to respond."

"Well, I know." Lu Wanwan thought for a while and asked: "Did you ask Han Jingmo to post the Weibo?"

"No, he posted it himself. He should have guessed our public relations strategy."

"So amazing?" Lu Wanwan was surprised.

Lin Wei chuckled: "You can learn from him." "

...I'll try my best." Lu Wanwan looked at Han Jingmo in admiration, thinking shamelessly, he is indeed her favorite person, really amazing.

After hanging up the phone, Lu Wanwan went online to check, and some of the marketing accounts raised by Yingge began to post on Weibo, [On the correct way to chase stars], [When stars chase stars, fans are shocked], [The moment when your idols see their idols], etc.

Under each Weibo, there are classic pictures, which are some moments of stars in the circle chasing stars. But coincidentally, they all posted photos of her and Han Jingmo.

Fans in the comments sighed that idols are also very cute when chasing stars, and they also like the idols that idols like, and the atmosphere is peaceful.

Finally, it was confirmed that she was a fan of Han Jingmo.

Lu Wanwan didn't care, and she probably would be a fan of Han Jingmo for the rest of her life.

Later, for some reason, some of her fans followed Han Jingmo, and some of Han Jingmo's fans followed her, leaving messages: Dear fans, our friendship will last forever, remember to remind Han Han to eat on time.

This seemed to anger Li Weiqian's brain-dead fans even more, and they started to hire trolls to curse her and throw dirty water at her. Lu Wanwan took a look at the messages, and the screen was full of dirty words, cursing her to death, cursing her to be gang-raped...

Thinking of Lin Wei's reminder, Lu Wanwan stopped thinking about fighting back, patiently quit Weibo, and stopped reading these messages.

Because the restaurant has already reserved a table, the two of them don't have to wait even if there are many people dining in the evening.

When ordering, Lu Wanwan saw that the restaurant had launched a new flavor of juice, so she ordered one to try.

It was a full amber color, but when she drank it, she felt that the taste was a bit strange. After swallowing it, it had a mellow fruity aroma and a light sweet tobacco flavor, which was acceptable.

"I heard from Song Chi that you were in a bad mood last night?" Lu Wanwan finished drinking the juice and spoke casually.

Han Jingmo raised his eyes to look at her and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"We mentioned it unintentionally when we were chatting. We didn't gossip about you behind your back." Lu Wanwan immediately explained.

"Hmm." Han Jingmo squeezed out a word from his throat, paused and said: "It's not very good."

"What's the matter?" Lu Wanwan felt distressed and said softly: "You can tell me, maybe I can give you some advice."

Han Jingmo looked at her steadily for a while, and when he was about to speak, he shook his head again.

Lu Wanwan understood that he didn't want to say it, so he thought about changing the subject, but his eyes suddenly became dazed, and he shook his head, but he felt even more dazed, and everything he saw became blurry.

"I..." Lu Wanwan rubbed his eyes and muttered softly: "Why are there two Korean beauties?" "

What?" Han Jingmo didn't hear what she said clearly.

"Why is it shaking? Is there going to be an earthquake?" Lu Wanwan put his hands on the table, trying to steady the things in front of him and stop them from shaking.

Han Jingmo frowned, stood up and walked over.

Lu Wanwan's face flushed, his eyes were blurry, he seemed a little hot, and beads of sweat oozed from the tip of his nose.

A burst of hurried footsteps was accompanied by a knock on the door.

Han Jingmo thought it was a waiter, so he asked him to come in.

But the leader was a man in a well-dressed suit. When he saw the situation here, his face changed. He walked over quickly, slightly bent over, and said in a guilty tone: "I am the restaurant manager. I am sorry. Our waiter got the order wrong when serving the dishes and served Miss Lu's juice instead of a strong liquor..."

Han Jingmo's face turned cold when he heard this. Most of the wine on the table had been drunk by Lu Wanwan, and it was a strong liquor.

He leaned down and looked at Lu Wanwan carefully, asking: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Although Lu Wanwan felt dizzy and his vision was blurred, he was still conscious. He rubbed his temples and said: "No, I... I am not allergic to alcohol."

Han Jingmo was slightly relieved.

The frozen temperature seemed to have risen.

The restaurant manager gritted his teeth and continued, "To express our apology, this meal is free for both of you, and you are welcome to come and eat at any time in the future, for life."

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Jingmo also helped Lu Wanwan up, without even looking at the manager, and whispered to Lu Wanwan, "I'll take you home, tell me immediately if you feel uncomfortable."

"Well, I'll be fine after a good sleep." Lu Wanwan walked in a daze, and most of his body weight was supported by Han Jingmo.

The restaurant manager was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead. He personally sent them to the car. After watching them leave, he was still worried. The young master had a gloomy and scary face. The situation seemed a bit tricky, so he should report it to his boss immediately.

Here, Han Jingmo drove fast all the way, and the journey of more than 30 minutes was reduced to half. When he returned to the hotel, he got out of the car, turned to the passenger seat, opened the door, and directly reached out to hug her down.

What was rare was that Lu Wanwan didn't struggle.

Han Jingmo raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Are you still sober?"

"Sober!" Lu Wanwan said, holding up two fingers: "I can drink five more cups!"

"..." Han Jingmo frowned: "You counted two." He looked completely drunk.

"Two? You are the only one who counts two." Lu Wanwan counted her fingers, but couldn't count five, so she was very anxious: "Where is my hand?"

"..." Han Jingmo ignored her.