While drinking soup, An Zhisu clicked on WeChat. There were messages from Song Jiaren and Xia Jingze. Of course, An Zhisu chose to read Song Jiaren's WeChat first. She clicked on it, and it was all about voice messages. She kept scrolling up, starting from the first one.
listen.
Song Jiaren: Zhisu, when did you meet Xia Jingze? Why are there headlines on the Internet about your secret love affair with Xia Jingze?
puff……
After listening to a voice message, An Zhisu immediately sprayed.
What?
She and Xia Jingze are...in secret love?
When did it happen? Why didn’t she know?
An Zhisu took out a few tissues and wiped his mouth. He didn't have time to listen to the WeChat message below, so he directly called Song Jiaren.
"Girl, you finally turned on your phone. Did you know that you have already made the headlines? Tell me honestly now, how did you get involved with Xia Jingze? You also had a secret love. In what year and month did you have a secret love with Xia Jingze?"
Song Jiaren answered the phone and started interrogating her like a machine gun.
An Zhisu looked confused: "What headline?"
"Didn't you listen to the voice message I sent you?" Song Jiaren was almost stunned by An Zhisu's question.
"I heard the first one, and I was confused. Who could have such a big idea to say that Xia Jingze and I were in an underground relationship?" An Zhisu's head was so big that she just took a nap. When she woke up, she felt that the world was different.
changed.
Song Jiaren:......
Song Jiaren silently told her the contents of today's entertainment headlines.
An Zhisu's eyes widened and he couldn't help but sigh: "I am... just sitting at home, and scandals are coming from the sky."
"You still have a sense of humor, aren't you afraid of your family being jealous?" Song Jiaren was amused by An Zhisu.
"Xia Jingze is his childhood friend. I met with Xia Jingze yesterday to design him clothes for the film festival. Ye Lancheng knows that he will not be jealous." An Zhisu said without worry.
Song Jiaren said in surprise: "Your husband also has a young star who is a star! He even asked you to design clothes for him to participate in the film festival! Oh my God, Zhisu, I realize more and more that you are really marrying the right person.
The resources around Ye Lancheng are so abundant, I feel like you are going to become famous instantly."
An Zhisu snorted: "Well... so far it seems... it seems pretty good." "It seems, it's absolutely right. In this case, I hope this scandal can roll like a snowball, the bigger it gets.
Okay. After the film festival, let Xia Jingze help you clarify your identity. As the actor’s royal designer, won’t you become an instant hit?” Song Jiaren’s mind was spinning.
Hurry up and give An Zhisu some advice.
An Zhisu didn't really want to use Xia Jingze to build momentum for her. He had already helped her enough, and she couldn't push her too far, otherwise it would make Ye Lancheng's life difficult.
"Lawyer Song, a client from the law firm came to see you. He didn't make an appointment. Would you like to meet him?"
When An Zhisu was silent, she heard the voice of Song Jiaren's assistant. She said hurriedly: "Go and do your work first, and we'll talk later."
Then before Song Jiaren could persuade her again, she quickly hung up the phone.
Song Jiaren sighed at the phone that was hung up, and then asked her assistant: "What guest? What do you want from me?"
"It's a lady named Xia. She said she came to see you about Miss An's case," the assistant said.
"Zhi Su's case!" Song Jiaren was a little shocked, and after a moment of consideration she decided to meet: "Invite her in."
The assistant got Song Jiaren's permission and went out to invite Xia Ning in.
"Hello, Lawyer Song, I am Xia Ning, prosecutor of the Puxin District People's Court." Xia Ning introduced herself straightforwardly as soon as she met Song Jiaren.
Song Jiaren shook hands with her suspiciously, asked her to sit down, and asked directly: "I wonder why Prosecutor Xia wants to see me?"
"It was Ye Lancheng who recommended you to me." Xia Ning showed a friendly smile, hinting that Song Jiaren didn't need to be wary of her, as she had no ill intentions.
Song Jiaren's face immediately showed shock and surprise.
…
An Zhisu hung up Song Jiaren's call, opened WeChat again, and clicked on the WeChat message Xia Jingze sent her.
Xia Jingze: Oh, sister-in-law, I'm sorry for you. Don't be angry. Brother Lancheng and I have discussed it. I won't clarify the scandal for now. I will clarify it for you after the film festival is over. You don't have to worry about it.
There is psychological pressure.
An Zhisu's dark eyes lit up again, and he quickly typed: Is this what Ye Lancheng meant?
Xia Jingze replied instantly: Yes, yes, I originally wanted to clarify it immediately, but Brother Lancheng said to let the hype continue. The more hype this scandal gets, the better it will be for you.
Seeing Xia Jingze's affirmative reply, An Zhisu felt as if he had overturned the honey jar, filled with a kind of Ye Lancheng's sweetness.
An Zhisu suddenly wanted to send Ye Lancheng a WeChat message. She clicked on Ye Lancheng's profile picture and subconsciously typed the word "thank you". When she was about to click send, she suddenly remembered that Ye Lancheng didn't like these two words, so she quickly
Delete it, type another line and send it.
Ding dong.
Ye Lancheng, who was also having lunch, had his cell phone beside him ringing. He picked it up and opened WeChat and saw the message from An Zhisu.
An Zhisu: Let me tell you, Mr. Ye, I got up and was having lunch. The pork rib soup is delicious.
The corner of Ye Lancheng's mouth curled up, and he clicked a few times on the keyboard with his thumb before replying to a WeChat message.
Remember to take medicine!
Looking at Ye Lancheng's simple four-word reply, plus an exclamation mark indicating a warning, An Zhisu's forehead drew three black lines. Sure enough, people with low emotional intelligence can easily chatter to death.
At this time, shouldn't Mr. Ye reply, "If it tastes good, drink more"? An Zhisu seems to have found the reason why Ye Lancheng didn't have a girlfriend for the past thirty years. In terms of emotional intelligence, not having a girlfriend is not a loss at all.
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Yang Xi was sitting in his director's office, staring at the headlines of entertainment news on the computer, admiring his masterpiece, with a bright smile on his face. The scandal of Xia Jingze's underground love affair had been fermented for a long time, and it had become more and more popular.
Hotter and hotter. Fans on Weibo are speculating on the identity of the rumored heroine. Because An Zhisu is wearing sunglasses and only the lower half of her face is photographed. Fans are unable to identify the target and can only compare the former and Xia Jingze
I guessed all the female artists who have been involved in scandals. With the mentality that one of them is always right, I sent a wave of female artists to the hot search.
The female artists who were inexplicably exposed said they were very happy. They didn't have to do anything, they just followed Xia Jingze and the Scandal heroine to get a wave of popularity. They praised the Scandal heroine privately and thanked them for their support.
Yang Xi felt that the heat had almost reached its peak, so she closed Weibo, opened her email, and sent a copy of An Zhisu's dirty information to yesterday's paparazzi, letting him be exposed. The email was sent successfully, and Yang Xi sneered: "An Zhisu
, today, what qualifications do you have to snatch things from me."