After thinking for a while, she dialed Lin Mei's phone with her cell phone again, "You go and check all the news, interpersonal relationships, life experiences, property under her name, and property trends. No matter what method you use, check it out!"

Lin Mei did not dare to delay and agreed immediately. At the same time, Lin Mei said: "Miss, we checked the incident a few days ago. The reason why the Internet has been attacking you is because someone is operating it."

This result is not surprising, but Zhao Jian asked: "Can you find it?"

"Difficult!" Unless Jiang Xuerou operates behind the scenes, everyone can operate it, including Jiang Xuerou's fans, Jiang Xuerou's classmates, or people who don't like Zhao Jian. It is very difficult to investigate clearly.

"That's it."

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Jian was stunned for a while outside, rubbed his face and returned to the gallery.

Ji Rufeng was busy in the studio and very focused. Zhao Jian didn't bother him, so he found a picture album and sat down to doodle it casually.

She had no purpose and was careless. When she realized what she had drawn, she had already sketched Ji Rufeng with a side face.

Zhao Jian frowned, looking at his perfectly contoured side face in the sun, it was all blamed for this face!

It’s simply a disaster for Lan Yan!

I don’t know how many women it attracted!

It would be fine if these women were normal people, but they were afraid that beauty would cause trouble for the femme fatales.

Zhao Jian slowly let out a sigh of relief. She was really becoming less and less like herself. If it were in the past, the person who was in trouble would just find an opportunity to deal with it. Now, it would be better to take into account Ji Rufeng's image in his heart, pay attention to his feelings, don't want to make him sad, don't want him to be hurt...

"Draw me so handsome?" The man held her and bent down in his ears.

The scorching breath squirted on her ears, and Zhao Jian's ears were a little red. She turned her head and glanced at him, then looked at the person on the painting, shook her head, "It's a bit different."

"What?" Ji Rufeng looked at the picture album, "It's very similar."

"No, this should be you a few years ago!" Zhao Jian pointed to the corner of the person's eyes in the album, and then pointed to Ji Rufeng's eyes, "It's different."

“Why are the difference?”

Zhao Jian pursed his lips, "You really let me tell you?"

"certainly."

Zhao Jian put down the album and moved his butt to the side, and said quietly: "The crow's feet are all out."

“!!!”

This is probably the feeling of shooting oneself in the foot. Ji Ru Feng is so angry that it can't happen. Who asked him to ask himself?

He stared at her and didn't say anything. After all, wasn't he just thinking he was old?

"You asked me to say it myself!" Zhao Jian raised his eyebrows, looking innocent, "I didn't want to say it was you who insisted that I said it."

Ji Rufeng choked again, and his ability to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger is getting worse and better!

He let out a sigh of resentment and sat down next to Zhao Jian.

Zhao Jian felt the danger deeply and moved to the side again. The man's face became inadvertently heavy, and he put one hand on the backrest of the sofa and turned around to look at her.

"Do you think it's good for me to go to Korea?"

"Do you have surgery?" Zhao Jian tilted his head and thought for a while, reminding him in accordance with the principle of being kind: "It is said that facial plastic surgery is also required. If the skin ages and the remodeling ability is too poor, it is better not to do it."

One sentence once again turned Ji Rufeng into a puffer fish. He was seventy and eighty years old, but he was still hopelessly ugly. His skin was aging and his remodeling ability was too poor!
Chapter completed!