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As Jasper was about to say something, he suddenly had a strange feeling and looked up at the front of the car. Ashley also felt his movement and followed him to look over.

An entertainment journalist was shooting photos!

"Don't hide!" Jasper ordered in a low voice, stopping her from escaping.

"Say hello to him."

The journalist was excited to catch the news. She saw the similar expression on her face when she was a journalist before. But now seeing her expression like that, Ashley could not help but shudder.

"Two sisters are so disgusting to sleep with a man. I can't even bear."

"Yes. At first, I felt pity for Ashley, because she was always bullied by Sheila. Don't judge by her vulnerable appearance. It's said that the deceased child she had was not Francis'."

"Really? Tell me the story."

A voice like the tide rushed into her mind, as if she was not in Jasper's car, but in her room of Fang family; there were not traffic and people on the street outside, but the servants were eating melon seeds and guessing the family's privacy with vicious thoughts.

All of a sudden, it reminded her of the time three years ago, when she had just given birth to her child and went back to the Fang family house.

Ashley felt chilling. The spread of the news was at a frightening speed. It was not restraint in

some sort of small circle. Netizens all over the country had the chance to watch the news.

Could her father take this? 'what would Jasper think of it? And her new friends such as Zoe, Morris. What would they think?

"Say hello to him." Jasper said, holding her hands.

She finally came up with an idea. Looking at her hand which was holding hers tightly, she took a deep breath, raised her head, smiled wryly and waved her hand towards the journalist ahead.

Jasper helped her fasten the seat belt, "this is not the right place to talk. Let's go back to the office first."

always floating on her intentionally or unintentionally. Have people here seen that post? Her body was as painful as a needle. Right now, she only wanted to find a place and shut herself up, so that she could avoid the seemingly invisible gazes from the outside.

the reception area. The single sofa wrapped her body, giving her a sense of security.

deal with some other work. After the hot chocolate was ready, the secretary knocked on the door. Jasper put aside his work and took

feel better."

at the brown liquid in front of her, spurning it with a spoon in her hand, and then she put it on the tray. Due to her trembling hands, she didn't put it firmly. The spoon fell down from the edge of the cup and then

took a piece of tissue, put the spoon onto it, "I don't know what happened among you three.

didn't want to

Because Dylan was evil enough, what she had done was not a big deal in front of him, which would not burden her too much. But now she faced Jasper, a nearly perfect person, with decent family background and behavior. In front of such a person, she

the right time to be angry. He stood up and paced back

"Yes."

were many reasons that made them too embarrassed, afraid of ridicule, afraid of being

trust required some successful cooperation. They just established a relationship of manager and artist. If they got along with each other for a long time, he believed that they could gain her trust. But nobody would do that to her, a nobody nobody

There was a knock

the door and took over the

sat in the lounge with a cup of coffee. After taking a sip of the coffee, he said, "how about this?

saw the man's

"Okay." She nodded.

my interest, and something

know the most was not this. She asked, "I heard from Francis that you didn't want to take

such a question. Perhaps, in addition to her parents, no one else had asked him this question, and he didn't even tell his

has done is to solve my current predicament. I have to be tactful, ' she thought, "Not all the posts are fabricated." She said with difficulty, "that baby... The baby's father was not Francis... We divorced because of that, but it was not as

what was the true reason, and Jasper didn't ask any more. He drank a cup of coffee and calmed down. "It might probably not a bad thing to expose

sigh of relief and took a sip of the hot chocolate. The sweetness and mellow taste of the chocolate mixed

especially you, will draw public attention. If we manage the spread of the news well,

"How to operate?"

a rough idea. But it's up to you whether to follow it or not. It's not

"Okay, what is it?"

post on Micro-blog and deny the content of other's posts. But since they have no solid evidence, the public and the manipulator behind it will continue to add fuel to the debate. In this enthusiasm, I will arrange interviews, charity parties and variety shows for you. These activities are the best opportunity to build an image. If the popularity can last to the press conference of the Nature of Nanshan, on