After the kiss, ginger wine gasped a little.

She looked up and looked into the man's dark eyes in his arms.

His eyes reflected her face deeply, and there was affection and tenderness in it.

Without saying anything more, she closed her eyes, wrapped her hands around the man's waist, snuggled into his arms, and felt the man's body temperature gradually infect, and his breath made her feel reassured.

In this life, Jiang Jiu has relied on very few people, and may be born with a stronger personality than ordinary people, and when she encounters a problem, her first thought is to solve it by herself.

But in this world, there are also things that she can't do anyway.

Even if she worked hard all her life, she couldn't do anything about Wen Fengmian.

"Wen Xili, I want to take a break." She whispered.

She was exhausted, but there was still a lot to cheer her up.

Ruan Tingyan's matter, and the matter she was almost by a strong woman in the parking lot, has come to an end, she now needs to prepare for the company's listing, Shen Yue can't help much, everything can only rely on herself.

"Let's go home and rest." The man lowered his eyes to look at her somewhat pale face, and with a hint of pity in his eyes, he lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead.

*

Jiang Jiu did not publicize Ruan Tingyan's finding thugs to abuse her, but held a press conference as the person in charge of the company, apologized to the media and Ruan Tingyan's fans, and said that he would strengthen the psychological management of imperial entertainment artists in the future.

However, there were still Ruan Tingyan's fans on the field who were out of control, shouting "executioner" at her loudly and being pulled down by the security guards.

Jiang Jiu stood on the stage, looking at the excited male fan with red faces, and female fans sitting below with red eyes and crying. Ruan Tingyan is dead, and the people who are attracted to her and love her are still sad because of her death.

Ginger wine rarely appears in front of the media, because of this press conference, a reporter took pictures, but it became popular on the media Weibo.

She was dressed in a black dress on stage, with a white rose pinned to her chest, her hair was scattered, she was not smiling, she was obviously a plain face, but because her facial features were too delicate, she was more glamorous than wearing heavy makeup.

A photo of a reporter without any retouching was forwarded 100,000 times, and the limelight completely overwhelmed Ruan Tingyan's farewell ceremony, completely diverting the attention of netizens.

The people who eat melons are like this, they don't pay attention to the truth, and they don't care about the entanglement of interests behind them, even if the murderer is beautiful, he can still be high.

Jiang Jiu returned to the company after the press conference, and Gan Tian came over with his mobile phone and told her, "Jiujiu, you are on fire." ”

She glanced at Gan Tian's mobile phone screen, on which was an official account interviewed by a media, on which were nine personal photos of her at the press conference, which was obviously Ruan Tingyan's farewell ceremony, but the photos were all hers.

It was as if she was the one who committed suicide.

Jiang Jiu frowned, "Contact this media and ask them to take my photo down." ”

"Why? I think that's good. Gan Tian didn't quite understand, "The company has had too much negative news recently, and it's not bad to divert the attention of the masses." ”

That's right.

may be because she is not an artist and has no interest in this kind of public exposure, so it is better to use her photos as a gimmick to divert the minds of the masses.

You can also do a little publicity for the new drama.

Jiang Jiu returned the phone, "Then you contact the public relations department, and remember to give me feedback in time if there is any situation." She pinched her eyebrows, "I'm a little tired these days, and I don't have anything particularly important, so I'll ask them to deal with it themselves." ”

Gan Tian looked at Jiang Jiu's face, and also noticed that Jiang Jiu should be under a lot of pressure these days, Ruan Tingyan's suicide did not seem to have any impact on the company's employees, but Jiang Jiu was a senior executive of Imperial Entertainment, and everything was handled by her.

"Jiujiu, is there anything you need my help with......" she asked in a whisper.

Hearing this, Jiang Jiu turned his head to look at her, and couldn't help but smile: "I'm nothing." You work well, I'm just ......"

Speaking of this, she paused slightly, and her lowered eyes were a little dull.

It's just that what all this happened started too quickly and ended too quickly, déjà vu.

Is it really all over?

She stopped at the window, looking out at the sun like blood.

Since that man came to Tongcheng, this city has not been peaceful.

*

Bar.

Chu Ran pushed a glass of wine in front of Wen Xili with a smile on his face, "Come on, come on, drink and drink." ”

He seemed pleased.

Wen Xili glanced at the green cocktail in front of him, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong with you today?" ”

"What's wrong with me? What can I do? Chu Ran took a sip and patted Wen Xili on the shoulder, "I see that your matter has been resolved so quickly, I'm happy for you." ”

Wen Xili leaned back in the chair, his slender fingers swiped the cold glass in front of him, and said lightly: "Do you think the matter is over?" ”

"It's not ginger wine, that the artist is looking for gangsters and wants to take revenge on ginger wine? The woman named Ruan is also dead now, and I see that the media side has also been hit by you, and it is very clean. ”

Wen Xili didn't speak, he shook his head and took a sip of wine.

"No, it's not." He whispered, "She was killed by suicide." ”

"What?" Chu Ran was obviously a little surprised, he looked at Wen Xili, "You mean that woman ......?" ”

"You're not familiar with his methods," Wen Xili said lightly, "what he's best at is killing people with a knife." Ruan Tingyan is now dead, and the police have decided the case, so this matter can only be regarded as the past. ”

Chu Ran also clearly understood who the "he" in Wen Xili's mouth was, his face sank, and he didn't speak for a long time.

"...... ginger over there"

"I'm living with her now," Wen Xili took a sip of his wine, his eyes darkened, "I can't let her get hurt in any way because of me." ”

"Your brother ......" Chu Ran felt a little under a lot of psychological pressure when he said these words, he frowned, "Why are you so unwilling to let you go?" ”

Wen Xili lowered his eyes and did not answer Chu Ran's question.

A pleasant party turned heavy because of Wen Xili's few words.

Chu Ran was obviously a little drunk, his fair skin was slightly red, and his tone was a little more impulsive than usual.

"Xili, to be honest, I'm really sorry for you back then. I've always wanted to say I'm sorry to you, I really ......"

Wen Xili pushed him a glass of ice water.

"You're drunk."

"Wencili," he grabbed his shoulder with some excitement, "I really...... Thank you. ”

Wen Xili looked at him and did not speak.

Chu Ran was drunk, his eyes were not focused, and his face leaned towards his face in a daze.

"Po-"

Then he took a sip on his cheek.

"I love you kid!"

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