Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister

Hell

"Hey, did you hear that Daisy Poole is on Twitter Trend?"

"Hmm." The man did not look up, his hands kept swiping his phone.

"Fuck, boss, it's Daisy Poole, tee hee, this action, come on, send me a copy."

"Look at it, you did it yourself!" The agent's eyes widened in anger, pointing at Daisy's nose, her eyes

full of contemptuous and disgruntled indignation.

Daisy kept shaking her head as she quickly looked through each photo, trying to find something to

break, "No, that's not me! I haven't done any of these things at all, and this man, I don't know him

either!"

Turn on the computer, Daisy quickly entered her name on the search engine, clicked search, and

immediately popped up a wave of sexy photos!

The comments at the bottom were unpleasant.

"Disgusting ......"

Daisy felt a headache, and she leaned back on the couch with a pang of despair.

I don't know who it was that was so unscrupulous in wanting her to lose her reputation.

A month ago, Daisy was caught up in all kinds of gossip because she had a little connection with the

entertainment plutocrat's son. Her career was on the rise, and it would have been possible to have

these gossips to help her raise her fame quickly, but the leading man was the big male.

The man's assistant warned Daisy to stop the hype immediately or get her out of the entertainment

industry forever.

So for so long, she didn't dare to take any announcements, and only did one thing, which was to stay at

home and wait for those storms to pass.

But it didn't occur to me that these photos ......Daisy looked to her agent, hoping she could explain the

ins and outs to herself.

The agent impatiently sat down opposite Daisy, rolled his eyes to Daisy, and added: "Why are you

looking at me like that? You did it yourself, now the company has arranged a conference for you to

apologize to the public and the media, you get ready and come with me."

"These photos are fake! Why should I apologize, shouldn't I set the record straight?" Daisy stood up

violently, she was angry and nervous, even uneasy, she had a feeling that this time, the company

would probably not help herself.

As expected, the manager sneered: "Daisy, you know what, you are just a newcomer, and you want the

company to clarify for you? Do you know who you have offended? Now there are only two ways, either

apologize or get out!"

Daisy froze, she has been in the entertainment industry for so many years, is it really going to end

because of this incident? Those photos, they're fake!

However, she now has absolutely no right to speak, the only way, is to apologize, and later strive to be

red, then explain, and, those huge amounts of breach of contract, she simply can not afford to pay.

"Miss Poole, for this scandal ......"

The original scheduled resting conference became uncontrollable because of the scandal an hour ago.

On the stage, a woman in a red lv high-definition dress blushed miserably, she did not react at all to

what was going on.

Daisy never expected that things would suddenly change this morning.

The photo held in that reporter's hand was so familiar, only, how it shouldn't be here!

"Let's withdraw first, right now ......"

The reporters swarmed around the woman in front of them, eager to eat her alive. The media are doing

everything they can to get a piece of information.

"Miss Poole, I'm an Avant-Garde News representative, our boss has a business ......" a voice suddenly

came through, Daisy didn't have the heart to think about it.

Her mind had gone blank.

Go? Where to go?

As she expected, the outside of the conference venue is also jammed with people now, right?

Daisy grabbed the microphone from the host who was already stunned, "Shut up!"

Sure enough, after the words fell, the venue was slightly quiet for a moment, before those media spoke

up, "Where did these photos come from?" Daisy tried to pretend to be calm.

It's better not to mention this, as soon as you open your mouth, the launch is suddenly lively again.

"If you want people to know, you can't do anything about it! Daisy, I really didn't expect you to have

such a lascivious private life."

"Daisy, are you from SM?"

The media is seamlessly unplugged and looks at Daisy with contempt. It's just a human being.

......

Daisy didn't know how she was going to walk out of the meeting. Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

The hair on her face is disheveled, her face is even more hasty and tired, this kind of thing is really not

something she can cope with, besides those photos she needs to know what is going on.

On the top floor of the hotel, Daisy put down her heart a little and opened the door of the suite with

hardly any hesitation, but when she saw the red high heel in the foyer, her brain went blank.

Then, without any reaction time at all, the ears perceived the external world before the brain -

The sound of fragmentation continues to spill out.

"Mmmmmm, Timothy, give it all to me, I'm itching and can't stand it."

"Little goblin, your sister she can ......"

Halfway through the sentence was suddenly interrupted, and after a moment, "No mention of her, you

are mine."

"Well, I'm yours, come up and move yourself ......"

Inside the door charming, outside the door cold ice four feet.

Daisy's originally bloodless face was even whiter, and her tightly bitten lips oozed beads of blood

without realizing it. Muddled and unaware of how she actually pushed open the bedroom door, "I'm

home."

On the contrary, her boyfriend of eight full years, in addition to a touch of disgust in his eyes,

extraordinarily relaxed, picking up the clothes on the floor by himself, without even looking at Daisy

more than once.