Chapter 100 Domineering My Late Sister, Face-On!

"I asked myself, I have never done anything to offend you! But, who made me popular? I understand why people are popular!"

Seeing that Meng Ke'er's face turned from white to green, Ye Wan only wanted to fight quickly, "If you don't like me, just tell me! What's the point of instigating people to blackmail me? "

"Nothing happened tonight, you should pray to your ancestors to accumulate virtue, otherwise, would you dare to close your eyes and sleep at night? Aren't you afraid that evil spirits will come to your door and claim your life?"

After a short period of hesitation, Meng Keer came back to his senses.

I know that even if it is true, I can't show my timidity at this time, after all, there are so many fans watching.

Pinching her palm, Meng Ke'er bit her lip, and in a split second, tears filled her eyes.

Ye Wan saw through it with just one glance.

Hehe, pretending to be a little white flower, right?

"Don't deny..."

Ye Wan pursed her lips and sneered, "The deposit of 20,000 yuan to Ying was transferred from a bank card named Cheng Jing, right? That Cheng Jing is your assistant, right?"

"The balance of 80,000 was also transferred from your assistant to him, but before that, it was transferred from your bank card."

"Why, do you think your work is perfect? ​​Don't be ridiculous!"

The sarcasm in his eyes was naked, Ye Wan looked straight at Meng Ke'er's bloodless face, "I'm right here, what's the matter, come to me! If you dare to plot against my fans again, hehe..."

Infinite murderous intent burst out from the icy eyes, making one's heart palpitate.

Meng Keer trembled,

The video is disconnected.

...

The next moment, in the live broadcast room on both sides, the barrage exploded at the same time!

"Damn it, Goddess is unilaterally declaring war? This combat power is awesome!"

"My domineering sister Wan, you are straight-faced! This is it! Convincing in capital letters!"

"So, that Weiwei who jumped into the sea is a fan of Sister Wan, right? The black fan who jumped up and down to discredit Sister Wan these days is Weiwei's boyfriend? Weiwei has depression, and it has something to do with that scumbag black fan, right? ?”

"The one in front, you got the truth!"

...

"Fuguang, is your name really Meng Ke'er? You really did what happened these few days? I don't believe it, Fuguang, she must have spread the rumors, right? Sue her! Complain to Feiyu about her!! !"

"Wait for a lawyer's letter."

"Fuguang, I... hey, don't talk about it, just wait for the result! I hope you don't let us down!"

It was only when Meng Keer recovered from her panic that she saw what the barrage said.

Ye Wan's fans and passers-by who don't know why talk to each other, as if Ye Wan is the hero who came down on colorful clouds to fight monsters.

And her fans, even if they said words of support for her, they could still hear that they lack confidence.

How to do?

What should she do?

Facing the 100 million online fans in the live broadcast room, Meng Keer's lips trembled slightly, "No, it's not me..."

"Do you have proof that it wasn't you?"

"Isn't your name Meng Ke'er? Or is that Cheng Jing who contacted the scumbag black fan, not your assistant?"

"Also, have you transferred money from your bank card to the scumbag?"

One question after another, Meng Ke'er couldn't answer any of them.

It wasn't until this moment that Meng Ke'er really felt the terror. Subconsciously, she raised her hand and turned off the live broadcast.

Turning around, he was facing the assistant with a pale face, "Sister Ke'er, I... what should we do?"

Instructing Ying Xiaokai to distort the facts and smear Ye Wan is a trivial matter.

Yang Weiwei wanted to commit suicide by jumping into the sea, but it wasn't Meng Keer's fault, and it was a trivial matter.

But... what about the live broadcasting business that they depend on for a living?

Can't explain clearly, the next thing waiting for Meng Keer is a large-scale de-fanning, right?

Jingle Bell……

Meng Ke'er was startled by the sudden ringtone of the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Ms. Hu, the broker who signed the contract, had a cold voice, no longer the enthusiasm and kindness of the past, "Meng Ke'er, come to the company at nine o'clock tomorrow morning to discuss the termination of the contract and compensation!"

After hanging up the phone, Meng Ke'er slumped on the ground.

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