Chapter 40: The Scandal
In the earpiece, Huang Duoduo's voice was still a little panting, "Zhaoyang, the news was poked out yesterday, you should hurry up and deal with it......"
What Duoduo said next, he couldn't hear it anymore, and he looked at the door, and his heart jumped to his throat in an instant, "Don't open the door!" β
The words were quickly snatched out of his throat, but it was still too late.
"Huh? What do you say?" As soon as Monet lifted the doorknob, the crack in the door opened in an instant like a flooding gate, and the magnesium light flickered without warning, stabbing her subconsciously blocking her eyes.
If Xing Zhaoyang hadn't thrown off his long legs and ran up, forcibly pulling on the door bolt, all reporters might have rushed in at this moment.
"Mr. Xing, we have some questions we would like to interview you."
"Excuse me, you are already in the same agreement. Do you live? β
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The noisy voice was isolated in the corridor, and Monet was still a little flustered with his back against the door, "Just now, what's going on?" Are those journalists? β
Although it is only one glance, the pomp and circumstance are extraordinary.
Xing Zhaoyang took a deep breath, "Did your hand touch?" β
Monet shook his head, if it wasn't for the hand injury, maybe the crack in the door wouldn't have opened so much. Seeing his face turn from white to black, Monet knew that something was wrong.
After a few seconds of reaction time, she had slowly calmed down, turned around and opened the door mirror.
Although I was mentally prepared, I was still shocked by the scene.
In the corridor, the live broadcast machine and the reporter who was holding the camera to cover the interview blocked the light, and there were even figures in the stairs.
So she and Xing Zhaoyang are
β¦β¦ Is it the meaning of being blocked in the house and being caught?
Xing Zhaoyang had already walked back to the living room, picked up the computer casually, clicked on the search bar, and the top three on the hot search list were particularly dazzling: #ι’η §ι³ζ°ζζ ##ι£ε€©ε°ε₯³θ¦##η½δΉδΊ¦ζθ«ε―ε₯δ½#
"White also has Mo Ke Nao" is Monet's meager name, so what else don't you understand?
The webpage jumped, and Monet froze after a closer look, "Ya, this is too fast, right?" β
The photo of her just opening the door has been posted on the Internet!
It's really ugly...... Is she that ugly?
Xing Zhaoyang's face was extremely stinky, he obviously called the reporter yesterday, and he also promised to pay 500,000 yuan after the holiday.
What made him change his mind?
It's so unusual.
"Mr. Xing, do you have anything to say about your new relationship?"
"So, that policewoman is your real girlfriend, isn't she?"
"Someone photographed you going in and out of the apartment together, when did you start living together?"
"Did it start with the encounter in the "Taxi" column?"
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Cohabit? The two glanced at each other and looked away instantly.
Where is this?
What's so strange about going in and out together when you're on the same floor?
As for cohabitation......
Monet was in a hurry, why was he so in such a hurry?!
turned off the computer and blocked the overwhelming discussion on the Internet, Xing Zhaoyang and Monet had their own thoughts.
The cacophony of inquiries outside the door is still there, and the insistence of the entertainment reporters is extraordinary, and if the two don't go out for a day, they won't leave for a day. The two of them didn't go out for ten days, and they wouldn't move for ten days. until the two of them ran out of ammunition and food.
In such a situation, it was useless to stay, Xing Zhaoyang quickly entered the emergency state and went into the bedroom to discuss countermeasures with the agent. Monet was not idle, standing on the balcony to answer Bai Zhiwen's call.
It's okay not to get to the balcony, but overlooking it, the entire building is jammed with cars, and the reporters who didn't catch up with the hot meal are lined up there.
"What's going on with 'the sleepy-eyed heroine opening the door herself'? Did you spend the night there last night? Bai Zhiwen was aggressive.
"After dinner yesterday, we watched the Spring Festival Gala together, and I was sleepy when I watched it, and I ...... on the sofa"
"Will anyone believe it? Does anyone believe that?!" The intimidating tone made Monet not know how to continue.
The angry eldest sister has always been domineering, and Monet has long been used to it. But this time her distrust made her feel cold.
The eldest sister didn't believe her at all.
The conversation between the two was endless, and when Xing Zhaoyang came out, Monet stepped forward but did not speak.
Seeing her eagerness, Xing Zhaoyang said, "The company is discussing opinions. The difficult thing is that it has already been photographed. β
"It's my fault this time, I'm sorry."
Xing Zhaoyang looked out the window and heard his voice for a long time, "I don't blame you." "I can only blame you for not protecting you.
"Let's go out and explain to them and explain our relationship."
"What they're going to hear now is not an explanation at all."
"What's that?"
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"See my phone? What is being said on the Internet now? How far has it go? β
Xing Zhaoyang subconsciously touched his pocket, "The mobile phone, I confiscated it, you still don't want to contact the Internet in a short time." β
"But I have to go to work tomorrow."
"Then I'll give it to you tomorrow. I'm used to being in this industry, but you're different. β
Since there is no way to stop the burst of bullets, there is only one way to stand in front of you and protect you.
Monet forced a smile, "It's not that I haven't experienced it. β
"Zeng Jin will soon know that it is best to ask him for leave later, and if he doesn't go to work tomorrow, he can't go over the balcony for a while, and go out in disguise tomorrow morning."
There was a way, but both knew how hard it was.
To go downstairs under the gaze of so many entertainers is more difficult than ascending to the sky.
Zeng Jin really called in the afternoon, but the focus was not on comfort, but on notification.
"Xiao Nai, the boss decided to give you an extra week of vacation, come back from the vacation, and make arrangements for work."
"What do you mean by making another arrangement?"
He hesitated, "That's it...... Do it for a period of time first, and you don't need to be on the investigation side for the time being. That one...... Hand over the phone to Zhaoyang, and I said a few words to him. β
Monet felt that his breath was blocked in his throat, and the luster on his pretty face was gone. God knows how much she loves working as a scout.
Xing Zhaoyang took the phone and said in a low tone, "Zeng Jin." β
"She's got wounds, this time...... Take care of it. There are no superfluous words, Zeng Jin only instructed this.
In the evening, Xing Zhaoyang turned on his mobile phone, and his face changed sharply.
Within a few hours, the weather vane had turned towards Monet.
At the beginning, "eighteen-year-old daughter" was mentioned again, in addition, "take the initiative to seduce", "send confusion to the door", "step by step", "enter the house", there are many derogatory words against her.
What's more, there is speculation about her hand and neck injuries: she will rely on Xing Zhaoyang at the cost of death, and the media summed it up like this.
In a word: a scheming woman falls in love with a big star.
The facts are in front of you, and she is blackened.
Dialing Huang Duoduo's phone, Xing Zhaoyang was furious, "Is the company's decision to let her be a shield?" Why don't you sue me first? β
Duoduo was full of helplessness, "If you had said it beforehand, would you allow such a thing to happen?" It's not easy to get to this point, Zhaoyang, you can't let a little girl ruin your future. β
"Selfish."
"It's all about me being selfish, it's the only way to protect you."
"If I want to harm her to achieve my goal, then I'd rather not do this!"
"Zhaoyang, no one wants to see her attacked, but what can she do if she doesn't? You must save yourself first before you are eligible to consider saving her. β