Chapter 1528
Forced Marriage VIP Front-Seat: My Superstar Ex-wife is very Popular
Translator: 549690339
After settling the discharge procedures, Qiao Yu drove Xia Ning and his son back to their home.
The house had always been tidied up, so it was very clean.
As soon as they got home, Qiao Yu forced Xia Ning to rest in bed, while he and Enoch prepared dinner.
Xia Ning was a little bored, so she picked up Qiao Yuâs phone and started scrolling through Weibo.
It had been a long time since he last checked Weibo, and the situation on Weibo had changed.
There were a lot of unread comments on Qiao Yuâs fan page, and a lot of people tagged him.
She clicked on a random post and saw the original Weibo post. Then, she opened it and saw photos of her, Qiao Yu, and Enoch on the streets of London. She instantly remembered what happened that day and felt warm inside when she saw the comments.
Both her husband and son doted on her and did everything for her. Was she so willful because she had expected them to tolerate her?
She immediately clicked on the main page to look at the gossip. The first hot search was âCheng feixuanâs delivery.â
She clicked on it and quickly looked through it. Only then did she find out that Cheng feixuan had given birth to a daughter by a C-section in the hospital the night before. There were no photos, but this kind of news was definitely not fake.
It seemed like she had to go congratulate Lin Nan and Cheng feixuan.
She returned to the main page and immediately saw that the second most popular post was âJin Yan takes drugsâ.
Her expression changed slightly and she skipped to the third message. However, her eyes could not help but be attracted by the previous message. In the end, she simply clicked on it.
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It was a set of recent photos of Jin Yan. He was wearing a baseball cap and a tracksuit. Although the cap covered part of his face, one could still see from certain angles that he did not look good. He was sallow and emaciated. In one of the photos, he was adjusting the cap and his hand was captured. The veins on the back of his hand were protruding and he was so skinny that only bones were left.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Compared to the photos of Jin Yan from two months ago, it was hard to tell that they were the same person without looking carefully.
Hence, the gossiping reporters speculated that Jin Yan was suffering from side effects of taking drugs.
âThe former Heavenly King is a drug addict. The sales of his new album are worrying.â
âThe Heavenly Kingâs looks have changed drastically. Is there going to be another prison drama?â
âThe Heavenly King gambled to relieve his sorrow after breaking up. Is this true love or unprincipled?â
Xia Ning flipped through the gossip news and realized that Jin Yanâs drug scandal had only been exposed a few days ago. However, the news was still spreading, and he was still in second place on the hot search.
She looked at the comments below and finally decided not to blindly side with him.
âD * MN, Jin Yan has really shattered my values. Iâve always regarded him as my idol. I didnât expect him to be such a person. Even if he doesnât lead by example, he shouldnât be a bad role model.â
âTo think that I used to like him so much. I didnât expect him to be such a person. No wonder people say that celebrities all wear masks.â
âHas Jin Yan been acting too much? is that why heâs acting in real life now? a good singer should just sing. A good actor should just act. Why do you need to take drugs?â
âAlthough I donât want to believe that my idol is a drug addict, the change is too big. I really hope that he can come out and clear things up.â
After reading a few comments, Xia Ning exited the forum. It was not just the netizens who did not know her. She had known him for so many years, but she had never understood him, let alone others.
This matter was very simple. If it was, then it was. If it wasn ât, then it wasnâ t. However, nothing could come out of an empty hole. It had nothing to do with her anyway, so she would just pretend that she didnât see it. At least, her impression of him wouldnât drop again.