A manor under Han Xianyu's name was transformed into a children's playground by him, and he often invited some children he had rescued and his little fans to come to his home to play.

At that time, the company took a lot of love interactions between Han Xianyu and the children, some of whom played games, some of whom were playing together, and some of whom were rolling on the grass and laughing. The photo of him lying on the bed with the children was just one of them.

The photo is indeed Han Xianyu's bedroom. Because the bed in his bedroom is made into the shape of a pirate ship, the children like it very much, so they often go to compete for beds with him.

Now that the media has taken it out alone, it has become evidence of his molestation of children.

Han Xianyu took off his sunglasses and stared at the photo, and his anger rose little by little.

Seeing this, the media present rushed up even more crazily, "Han Xianyu! Do you still want to deny it now? The girl has already personally pointed out that you took off her clothes, touched and molested her private parts, and even forced her to scream for you! You are simply worse than a beast to do such a thing to such a young child!"

Han Xianyu immediately walked and looked at the talking reporter quietly, "Say it again."

When the reporters saw that Han Xianyu finally reacted, excitement flashed across their eyes, and they all set up the cameras with excitement.

The reporter with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks spoke with a sarcastic and contemptuous face, "What? Do you dare not recognize him if you dare? What high-quality idols, what kind of entertainment industry, are just hypocritical hypocrites! Disgusting perverts! By the way, I heard that you have a sister who died of illness when she was six years old. Haha, now I think about it... it's not actually what you played to death!"

The moment the reporter finished speaking, accompanied by a wail like a pig, Han Xianyu punched him heavily in the face...

"ah--"

There were screams everywhere at the scene and a mess suddenly broke out.

"I've hit someone! Han Xianyu has hit someone!"

"I actually beat the reporter! Are you angry and embarrassed when you were said to be?"

"Too much!"

"Stop! Xianyu! You're crazy!" The agent looked desperate and frightened.

Han Xianyu had already lost his mind, and his agent and bodyguard could not hold him back. He saw him pressing the reporter to the ground and punching him one after another.

All of this was clearly recorded by the reporter...

Finally, all the security guards were dispatched to finally disperse the chaotic crowd.

The reporter covered his face with a vicious look, which was beaten to the point of being beaten, "Han Xianyu, wait! Justice will never be absent! I will definitely expose your true face!"

After some chaos, I finally returned home.

Han Xianyu sat on the sofa, with the resentment he had when he was hitting someone just now, while agent Fei Yang was in a hurry to answer the phone.

At this time, the scene just now had been quickly made into pictures and videos and spread on the Internet, spreading at a rapid speed.

Now everyone on the Internet is supporting and maintaining that reporter. He was ignited by the reporter's saying "Justice will never be absent", and the public opinion that was originally unfavorable to them suddenly expanded...

Fei Yang was scolded by the company's senior management on the phone, hung up his phone with a gray face, and looked at Han Xianyu and said, "Xianyu, you are too impulsive! I have told you to calm down! Those reporters just want to do big news and deliberately make you motivate you with words. They all want you to lose control and do something! You, hand the knife to them yourself!"

Fei Yang was so angry that he wanted to continue speaking. Seeing Han Xianyu sitting on the sofa without saying a word, looking at the photo of his sister on his phone, he finally sighed and stopped talking.

The reporter's words today were indeed too much, but those people on the Internet could not think about the problem from Han Xianyu's perspective, and would even follow the reporter's words to a more dirty place.

Fei Yang was thinking about how to restore his image to the greatest extent, when Han Xianyu's cell phone suddenly rang, a familiar number.

It was called by the girl's father.

Fei Yang's eyes suddenly shone, fearing that Han Xianyu would lose control and say something he shouldn't say, so he hurriedly said, "Give me your phone, I'll talk to him!"
Chapter completed!