Because of the increased publicity, Su Ranqing's new product had attracted a lot of people, other than the reporters, there were also a lot of merchants who wanted to cooperate. She has given her new product a special name, "Yu Jun", and the idea of this design is that it belongs to each of your products.

Actually, she had already expected that a lot of people would arrive here, but the thing she was looking forward to the most was still the Mrs. Joe bringing her sisters over.

Su Ranqing was preparing the model's design on the backstage, and many merchants had also come to introduce and pass down their tags to her. Han Zhanyan asked her to call for the others, and for the models, he would instruct her.

With Han Zhanyan here, she could go out without worry. The moment she went out, she saw Mrs. Joe bringing her sisters over. She immediately greeted him intimately: "Aunt Qiao, you really came, and even brought so many people with you. Thank you very much."

The nearby Jiao Jiao raised the corner of his mouth, and then, he captured the warm scene.

Although Su Ranqing had specially arranged this, she also wanted to see how An Ya would feel when he saw the pictures.

She picked up the photo and returned to her car, then put the photo on the internet. The title was: The former mother-in-law has come to help with the press conference.

In less than twenty minutes, over a hundred thousand clicks had begun and there were all sorts of comments.

If it wasn't for that woman surnamed An, Su Ranqing and Qiao Lingyu's children would already be in primary school.

"A male god should be together with a goddess. Is that woman surnamed An a spring onion?"

"Supporting divorce with that woman surnamed An, Su Ranqing is the most suitable for Qiao Lingyu."

… ….

A whole bunch of comments pushed the press conference to its highest point.

Mrs. Joe, who was completely unaware, was still immersed in these works, while Su Ranqing, who was at the side, looked at the comments and smiled, this advertisement was really not bad, she believed that it would give An Ya a good surprise.

After the press conference ended, Su Ranqing gave her and her sisters a few pieces of clothes that Mrs. Joe had set his eyes on.

Han Zhanyan walked over to her side and asked: "Are you using her?"

"I didn't use her. She volunteered."

"Use this as an excuse to show off." He asked her, "What if she knew?"

"That's her business." She turned around and went backstage, "The only thing I want to know now is what will happen if An Ya sees it?"

Looking at her face, which was smiling a little slyly, he suddenly felt that she was becoming more and more unfamiliar, but even so, he could not stop her from doing anything.

On the other side, An Ya was a little surprised when she saw Su Ranqing's new product on TV. She had been doing nothing during this period of time, and ever since Qiao Weiyi had diarrhea, Mrs. Joe had brought him back to the Old Hall, but she had nothing to do. She did not expect that in a few days, Su Ranqing would be able to launch a new product launch a press conference.

There were a few reports on TV, so she turned on her phone to check on the internet. Instead of checking, it was better that she looked at the pictures and comments, causing her entire body to explode.

She smashed her phone onto the ground. That damned old granny actually went to Su Ranqing's place again.

She wasn't resigned to this, she could definitely do it even if Su Ranqing had done it.

One of the servants brought some snacks over for her. She angrily pushed the snacks onto the ground and said, "You guys go away, I don't want to see anyone right now."

The servant quickly went down and met Qiao Lingyu who had just returned to retrieve his things. "What's wrong? Has something happened? "

The servant didn't dare to speak as he lowered his head. Actually, he had already guessed what had happened.

He walked over and picked up the phone that was smashed into the ground by An Ya. Lowering his head to look inside, he frowned, he really did not think that there would be such a scenario.

An Ya quickly discovered that he was right behind her, and turned around to hug him, his face full of grievance: "Look, Mom went to where Su Ranqing is, and others told you not to want me, what do I do?"

He touched her head and pulled her away from him. He said to her, "That's what other people think. I didn't say I don't want you, did I? Mom likes her clothes so she goes to her place. If you have a press conference, she will go as well. "

At this point, she immediately thought of something and said, "That's right! Actually, I am too free right now, and I don't know what to do at home. Recently, Lei Nuo has been unable to find anyone to talk to, so even if I wanted to, I didn't have anyone to talk to. How about this, I'll start my own clothing brand. "

After a moment of silence, he nodded. "Alright, then you need to prepare yourself. Don't be so casual about it."

She nodded happily.

Actually, he didn't really want to help her develop a brand name, but if she continued to be bored, and he was afraid that she would deal with Su Ranqing, he didn't know what kind of trouble it would bring about. Thinking back, the previously vicious her seemed to have changed a lot, but even so, he didn't think that he would like her any more, instead, he felt more and more disgusted with her.

After leaving home, he immediately drove to find Lei Nuo. Lei Nuo was not at home, so he called some people to look up, and found out that Lei Nuo went to the bar they frequented. As soon as he entered, the managers came to greet him.

He turned to the shop manager and asked: "Where's Lei Nuo?"

"He's been in the room for a few days and hasn't left. He slept when he was drunk and drank when he woke up. We didn't know what to do, but luckily you came."

The shop manager brought him to Lei Nuo's room. Upon entering, there was a terrible stench everywhere, like the smell of bottles and other stuff. He covered his nose and found the drunk Lei Nuo, then directly walked over and pulled him up. Lei Nuo wanted to resist, but he didn't give him the chance. He directly received him and went to the washroom to press his head on the cold water in order to wash his hands.

Lei Nuo resisted and struggled. He wanted to go crazy, but he found out that it was actually Qiao Lingyu, so he waddled at him and said, "Don't worry about me."

"Who cares? If you want to die, then go ahead. What's the point of drinking like this here?"

He did not speak, and Qiao Lingyu continued to speak: "What happened after all? What's worth it for you to be like this? "

Lei Nuo looked up at him and smiled. Then, he pushed him aside, found an empty seat, and sat down.

As he spoke of An Ya, Lei Nuo once again smiled.

Qiao Lingyu was puzzled, then asked: "Did something happen? Something to do with An Ya? If you don't tell me, how can I help you? "

He raised his head and looked at Qiao Lingyu, and for a moment, he didn't know whether or not he should say it.