Song Yu lost the mountain of Juehuang Entertainment, and after the agent terminated the contract with her, her whole person was on the verge of collapse, "Medicinal Fragrance Woman" could have been prepared for her, but in the end, she made a wedding dress for Ji Qingsang. Coupled with what happened to her at the film promotion conference, it made her image plummet.

Song Yu hired an agency team and a public relations team to run her acting career, but the effect was obviously not good. In order to minimize the harm of taking drugs, she published an article about the use of that medicine because she was injured during filming a few years ago and needed medicine to relieve pain, and vowed never to take it again.

In fact, it is not a crime to take drugs, because the drugs she takes do not belong to the ranks of drugs, but her own image has become a hard injury, and she has also been photographed accepting the unspoken rules. For a while, the companies that had asked her to work with her before avoided it.

"Sister Song, Amos's beauty advertisement needs to be replaced."

"What did you say, they were already about to sign a contract, why did the other party suddenly want to change people?" Song Yu sat on the chair, looking through the recent reports about her, and when she heard the people in the studio say this, she suddenly raised her head, and her voice was fierce.

"Sister Song, Green Town called and said that our contract has expired and they are not ready to renew it." Another person said, his face a little scornful.

"Not ready to renew?" The corners of her lips lifted up, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Very well, you let them not regret it." ”

"Sister Song, Mr. Zhang of the Apocalypse said......"

"I'm not asking you to tell me who is going to terminate the contract with me, but to solve the problem of my image being damaged." Before anyone could finish speaking, Song Yu stood up and smashed all the newspapers and magazines in his hand on the ground, and the entire office suddenly fell silent.

Probably realizing that her attitude was too bad, she reached out and brushed her long hair, raised her chin and asked calmly, "What did you just want to say?" ”

The staff who had been yelled at by her lowered their heads and replied in a low voice, "Mr. Zhang of the Apocalypse Group wants to invite you to dinner." ”

Song Yu raised his lips and smiled, "Well, tell him that I will be there on time." ”

The people in the office seemed to be in a much better mood when they saw Song Yu, so they relaxed and did their own things.

Song Yu raised his feet and walked to the side of the sofa to rest, still thinking about how to step Ji Qingsang into the soles of his feet.

"Sister Song, someone sent something over." The front desk knocked on the door and walked in and handed the courier to Song Yu.

"Who is it?" Song Yu took the courier and asked with a frown.

The front desk shook his head, "I didn't write my name and shipping address." ”

Song Yu's current agent hurried up to her and said flatteringly, "Sister Song, this must have been sent by a fan." ”

"Well, probably!" Song Yu didn't seem to care, but the smile on his face didn't fade.

Although those things happened to her, there are still many die-hard fans who support her, and even curse Ji Qingsang on major websites for her. And she only needs to pretend to be weak and needs to be loved.

She raised her hand and opened the express briskly, originally she didn't need to do this kind of thing herself, but she has been more moody recently, so she urgently needs a little recognition from others to gain a sense of existence.

She took out the contents of a paper bag, which she opened and took out.

"Ah......" Song Yu suddenly shouted, making everyone in the office nervous.

"Sister Song, what's wrong with Sister Song?"

"Sister Song......"

The agent rushed to her side and asked, and at a glance he saw the photos scattered all over the place.

The theme of each one is similar, revealing a little weirdness.

In the dark house, a man without hands and feet has a pair of eyes full of blood and tears. Through the photographs, she could feel the rotten and disgusting aura around him, and the blood seemed to flow on her body, making her can't help but chill.

The agent was a little shocked and just stared blankly at the photos.

Song Yu found her gaze and hurriedly shouted, "Get out." ”

"Sister Song, is someone sending photos to threaten you, we can ......" The agent said and bent down to pick up those photos, she endured huge nausea and discomfort, but in exchange for Song Yu's roar.

"Don't you understand if I tell you to roll?"

Song Yu squatted down and picked up the photos one by one with trembling fingers.

How could she not know that the man in the photo was Gushan.

Quickly picking up the photo and putting it in a paper bag, she walked out with an extremely pale face.

Why did these photos get to her? If you don't guess wrong, it should be Ji Qingsang's handiwork. Did Ji Qingsang know that she did it? How can it be? She was completely sure that Gushan would not betray her......

drove to Juehuang Entertainment, and it happened that Ji Qingsang was standing at the door for an interview.

That face was bright and radiant, and it was a stark contrast to her.

She clenched the paper bag tightly and looked at it for a long time before she walked over.

The reporters spotted Song Yu, so the direction of the flash was aimed at her.

"Miss Song, I heard that you have terminated your contract with Juehuang Entertainment and started a studio by yourself, may I ask if you were swept out of the house or what?"

"Miss Song, can you explain to us about the addictive drugs you are using?"

"Miss Song......"

"I'm sorry, I think my agency has made it clear." Song Yu interrupted the reporter's questioning and stared at Ji Qingsang angrily.

Ji Qingsang's lips have always maintained a decent smile, and there has been no change because of Song Yu's appearance.

She should have hated her, and couldn't help but tear her apart.

But she didn't, and even smiled at Song Yu like an old acquaintance.

She has always been good at disguise, Chen Zan said that she is a natural actor, as long as she is willing, everything will only belong to her home field.

"Harumi-san, can I talk to you?" Song Yu didn't pay attention to those reporters anymore, but asked Ji Qingsang.

Ji Qingsang squinted at her for a moment before she slowly responded, "Okay, Miss Song." ”

"Sangsang, Song Yu is ......" Chen Zan wanted to stop, afraid that Song Yu would be unfavorable to her, but Ji Qingsang obviously didn't care at all.

She followed Song Yu to the corner of the wall, this position is relatively hidden, and others can't see what happens, but Ji Qingsang is not afraid.

"You sent these photos?" Song Yu raised the photo in his hand and asked coldly.

"You got it, it's a lot faster than I thought!" Ji Qingsang's voice was very soft, but her voice was controlled within the range that Song Yu could hear.

Song Yu stared at her facial expression, not seeing a trace of the resentment she was expecting. If Ji Qingsang knew that Ji Xiaoxiao's death was related to her, how could she be so calm?

"What do you mean?" She pinched the paper bag, not letting her emotions leak at all, pretending not to understand what she meant.

Ji Qingsang looked at her sideways and smiled thinly, "Don't you know the person in the photo?" I thought ......"

She dragged out her tone to see that Song Yu's face was ugly, and then said, "You should be very familiar, after all, his hand should have touched every inch of your body." Oh, I forgot, he doesn't have hands anymore. ”

She said lightly, every word was like ice cubes in the depths of winter, piercing Song Yu's heart.

Song Yu suddenly felt cold, and the coldness that spread all over his body swept through, and the woman in front of him was obviously laughing, and the words she said were so vicious that they were frightening.

"Don't spray people with blood, I don't know this person at all." Song Yu bit his lip and refused to admit it.

Once she admits it, maybe Ji Qingsang will tell Ji Hesheng immediately. In her thoughts, if she knew about this matter with Ji Hesheng's means, she would definitely be worse off than dead, but Ji Hesheng has not touched her so far, obviously he doesn't know yet.

Ji Qingsang couldn't move her without evidence.

"Do you think that if you don't recognize Ji Hesheng, you won't move you, and you will live well?" Ji Qingsang saw her thoughts only through her eyes, and without waiting for Song Yu's reply, she continued, "You will indeed live well, Ji Hesheng will not kill you, and neither will I." ”

Capturing the meaning of her words, Song Yu suddenly hooked his lips and laughed, and became more and more bold, "Ji Qingsang, so you won't tell Ah Sheng about this?" ”

Without Ji Hesheng's help, Ji Qingsang was not worth mentioning in Song Yu's eyes, she didn't believe that she couldn't fight her.

Ji Qingsang shook his head, his voice was even lower and softer, "No, you can rest assured." You don't die so easily, because death is too cheap for you. ”

"Then I'll ......," Song Yu said and waved his hand towards Ji Qingsang's face.

There was no one around, and besides, she was so impressed by the slap she had given herself that she had vowed to return it sooner or later.

Her hand speed was extremely fast, but in the end she was forced to stop five centimeters away from Ji Qingsang's face.

Song Yu turned her head and saw a tall man standing on one side and grabbed her hand.

His face was gloomy, and he even had the aura of wanting to kill, and he was about to jump out of his eyebrows completely.

"Ah, Ah Sheng......" Song Yu didn't expect Ji Hesheng to come out suddenly, and stopped her when she was about to hit Ji Qingsang.

"I didn't mean to, she provoked me...... It's her ......" Song Yu couldn't find half of the words to explain for a while, and his face was pale and pale.

originally thought that she could punish Ji Qingsang when she seized the opportunity, but she didn't expect it to make her calculate.

Ji Qingsang's face was calm, he didn't speak, but there was a little sadness in his eyes, and he didn't seem to be happy about Ji Hesheng's appearance.

Ji Hesheng shook off Song Yu's hand, she almost fell, and wanted to speak but flinched because of his cold expression.

Ji Hesheng stretched out his hand again and pulled Ji Qingsang in front of him, looked at her face up close, and asked with concern in his tone, "Are you okay?" ”

Ji Qingsang tilted his head and looked at him for a long time, then withdrew from his embrace, "It's fine, but it's okay to see you." ”

After she finished speaking, she raised her feet and left, not giving Ji Hesheng face at all.

Looking at the back of her leaving, Ji Hesheng's heart hurt as if he had been pricked by a needle.

She had a greater dislike for him than she had ever been.