Cheng Zhi frowned, his thin lips pursed, and stared at the various articles, topics and unsightly titles that kept popping up on the mobile phone screen: "Jiang Xiufan's assistant - Cheng Zhi broke into the hotel room late at night and beat people!" "Mrs. Jiang's Deng Jinxi is suspected of having an ambiguous relationship with her assistant Cheng Zhi", "Jiang Ge fights for love" and many other articles. I have to say that people nowadays can really do anything for the sake of profit. Rao is smart, and he doesn't know where to start for a while.

Meanwhile.

Deng Jinxi was a little restless at home. Sweat was dripping from his forehead. The three floors outside the house are surrounded by paparazzi, all waiting for her, a character full of topics and popularity, to appear, so that those little-known paparazzi can "become famous".

Deng Jinxi is looking through the most popular article at present, it is nothing more than those contents, after all kinds of refueling and vinegar, it has fermented into a masterpiece with the content of stealing an assistant for a wealthy wife.

The comments at the bottom of the article are uneven, some accuse her of being shameless, climbing Jiang Xiufan, and shamelessly hooking up with Cheng Zhi. There is a neutral side. There are also her fans who reply for her, stand on her side, and firmly believe in her.

Deng Jinxi looked at the comments that scolded her and rubbed her eyebrows. I almost laughed angrily. But what she hasn't done, she hasn't done, and one day she will see the sunrise.

Zhu Yanman on the side looked worried: "Jinxi... Jinxi, don't pay too much attention to what these people say. It's just a bunch of indiscriminate keyboard warriors, and there's no need to be angry about what they're talking nonsense. Our Jinxi is so kind, lovely, gentle, generous, beautiful and moving, we can't afford to deal with them! ”

Deng Jinxi was amused by her, and the atmosphere in the room eased slightly. It's just that Deng Jinxi doesn't know how to face these reporters blocking her door now. Those reporters and paparazzi stared at her "fat meat" with "tiger eye". As long as there is a photo, public opinion can fly all over the sky the next day. Their ability to "make something out of nothing" should not be underestimated.

Deng Jinxi patted Zhu Yanman's shoulder and said, "Well, don't worry, this difficulty can't defeat me, I'm fine." Her cell phone rang suddenly. She looked down: Django.

The incident of last night at the hotel suddenly came to mind. Deng Jinxi's hand holding the mobile phone suddenly shook, and she almost hung up the phone, her mind was a little messy. Zhu Yanman asked her what was wrong. She shook her head, not sure how to answer. Deng Jinxi got up, walked to the side and answered the phone. "......" The other party was silent for a while, and then said, "Hibiscus... Jinxi, you... I... I'm sorry. I... I'm really sorry..."

Deng Jinxi interrupted Django's words and said, "Well, what's the matter?" Django said, "That's right, I was bad for what happened yesterday, and you're in a dilemma now. Now there is an opportunity to collaborate with Anson, a well-known foreign chef, on a food show, and you can find a way to come out as much as possible and talk in detail at that coffee shop. Deng Jinxi thought about it for a while and agreed.

Deng Jinxi walked to the side of the floor-to-ceiling window, opened a little gap slightly, looked at the many reporters and paparazzi outside, sighed, and then pulled it up. She paced up and down the room, not knowing what to do.

Song Yanman looked at her as if she had something to go out, Song Yanman pursed her lips and thought for a while, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration. She suggested to Deng Jinxi: "Xixi, why don't you change into my clothes, put on a mask or something and go out?"

Song Yanman is worthy of being her best friend, and she knows what she is thinking and worrying about with just a few actions. In that case, you can go out through the back door, and it shouldn't attract attention.

Inside the coffee shop. Reading.com

Django picked an inconspicuous corner, but he happened to see the clock, which was not too far from Deng Jinxi's house, and the distance was moderate.

The hour hand shifted slightly, and Django was a little worried that Deng Jinxi would not come. After another ten minutes, Django's worries intensified.

Right now.

Deng Jinxi pushed the door in, and the people around her looked sideways, her heart tightened, and her fingers unconsciously bent slightly. But it was only a moment, and the men were busy again. She breathed a sigh of relief, and based on the message Django sent her, she found Django and sat down.

She looked at the familiar face in front of her, handsome, but she had a faint anger. She really couldn't restrain herself from thinking about what happened yesterday, it was a great hurt to her.

Both sides were silent for a while. Django was the first to break the awkward situation: "Do you want to consider working with Anson?" No one answered, and the scene fell into an awkward atmosphere again. Deng Jinxi looked into the man's eyes and said, "Thank you, but... No need. She thought about it for a long time on the way here.

Django was puzzled: "Why?" I know what I didn't do right yesterday, but I hope you can think about it for yourself, and working with Anson can divert other people's attention from the current topic, can you sober up, Deng Jinxi! ”

Deng Jinxi was yelled at by him like this, and his anger rushed straight to his head. also yelled back: "I think about it very clearly, I don't need you to care!" About yesterday's events, it's not something that you can offset with a word or two of sorry! In your eyes, how can I get rid of it? I can't forgive you at this time. And how I don't have a half-dime relationship with you. ”

Django said, "Then what else do you want me to do?" I didn't mean it! I didn't mean to. And working with Anson is a great opportunity! Can you sober up a little bit. ”

Deng Jinxi said: "I'm sober! And I don't dare ask you to do that, okay? It's okay for me, I can't get along with you, please don't worry about me, okay? I can't stand it! ”

Their voices were so loud that the people next to them looked at them several times. The two of them lowered their voices slightly. Deng Jinxi's eyes were slightly red, and Django's expression didn't look very good.

Deng Jinxi picked up the bag beside him and got up to leave. Django grabbed her arm and said, "I hope you can go back and think about it again."

Deng Jinxi's footsteps paused slightly, and said, "No need, thank you." This tone seems to be that they have not known each other for a long time, but strangers who have only met for the first time, and they are very unfamiliar.

Deng Jinxi couldn't let go of yesterday's incident, and even more unacceptable Jiangge's attitude, through the good words for her, he couldn't see any sincere attitude towards yesterday's incident, and he didn't actually act.

She can't accept it, let alone forgive, it's like a person who gives you a punch for no reason, just a fluttering "I'm sorry, I hit the wrong person." "Same. She is only full of grievances now, and she is very irritable. Deng Jinxi really can't let go of this matter. Although it was a good suggestion, she didn't want to accept it because the person who proposed it was Django.