"It's not me, my v-blog was stolen."
Cheng Xuezhi was so angry that she smashed her phone again.
There wasn't even a notification in the backend that her account had been hacked, so she couldn't delete it even though she wanted to.
Damn it.
It’s not a ghost, it’s just the system taking action.
After the system has finished all this, it quickly reports to the host.
No matter what, it must at least let the v-blog appear until the host has finished its work.
Shen Ziyu was dressed in a simple denim outfit, looking refreshing yet handsome.
His clear eyes were like those of a national master during the chaos of the war, looking at the embarrassment of the young man in front of him with a cold and profound look.
A faint smile was like the cold frost hitting the young man's heart in winter, making him timidly want to retreat.
"Daughter," but considering the promise to help him pay off his debts, the young man gritted his teeth and insisted.
"Do you know who Bian Yue's ancestor is?"
The young man had a look of pain on his face, as if he had heard some unforgivable question: "Daughter, aren't my ancestors your ancestors?
Why do you even ask this?"
Shen Ziyu chuckled, the laughter was as sweet as a silver bell, but the depth and darkness emanating from his eyes made the young man take half a step back.
He suddenly felt dangerous with this poisonous beauty.
"Bian Yue is the direct bloodline descendant of Bian Que."
Shen Ziyu's words made everyone's ears dazzle, as if they were being touched by a bone-chilling touch, which made people feel untouchable even though they were separated by the screen.
"Whose daughter is Bian Que?
You can't."
Before he finished speaking, the young man's pupils quickly dilated and he looked at the woman in front of him in horror, like a demon from the abyss.
Bian Que How could he not know who Bian Que is?
Even today's primary school students will know his name.
Although Bian Que is an ancient man, his history and medicine have influenced the world until today.
His medicine has a great influence both in country Z and some other countries.
The medical community has always respected Bian Que as the founder of ancient medicine, and his Bian Que update is still widely used today.
"Impossible" The young man strongly denied that it was absolutely impossible for him to believe such a fact.
Shen Ziyu tilted her head, as if she was distressed by the young man's denial, but in fact, from the young man's perspective, he could clearly see the malicious smile on her lips: "It's a pity, Bian Yue's identity is subject to the attention of the Z country.
One of the protected figures, so are you doubting the country?"
The words were neither light nor heavy, but they hit the young man's brain and instantly collapsed.
Suspicion of the country If he was caught, he would have to save himself.
"Miss, you got around me, someone gave me money, saying that as long as I stick to you, you are my daughter and she helps me pay off my gambling debts.
I don't want to.
I was forced."
The young man does love money and gambling, but With life and life in mind, he must have life at his disposal.
The viewers who were caught in the live broadcast had not yet recovered from Bian Yue's identity and heard the young man crying and screaming away.
No matter how ugly he was, he wanted to stretch out his rough hands to grab Shen Ziyu and beg for mercy.
Can you catch him?
Of course not.
Shen Ziyu took a few steps back.
Before he could speak, he saw a group of policemen coming to the door.
It looks a bit familiar.
Ah, they were the same group of people when they first came to the plane.
"Arrest him."
The police chief waved his hand and ordered someone to arrest the young man.
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It looked like he was going to sit down in the police station.
"Miss Bian, please excuse me."
The appearance of the police made the audience watching the live broadcast clamor again.
This wave of bombs has not been released yet.
There is a police door behind them.
It seems that they have not escaped. aa2705221: