Perhaps out of pity for me, Yi Fan handed me a tissue.

I didn't answer, I cried until I couldn't help but wail, curled up in a ball, and wept silently.

For a moment, I felt that I was purely self-pitying, Xia Wenlin has the right to pursue "happiness", why should I stop her from pursuing those billions because of my secret love?

It's not so much that she's selfish, it's that I'm more selfish!

It's not so much worldly that she's stupid!

At least Yi Haicang is willing to share her billions; And Yi Fan ......

"Listen, I'll be responsible for you, as long as you're obedient." He picked up the pen and swiped the password on the back of the card and handed it over.

I didn't answer, and my eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of the familiar line, 881101 my birthday, but I would never have a heart touch again.

"If you want to follow me in the future, it's not impossible, but ......" Yi Fan put the card next to my pillow, and after a pause, he said firmly, "I can't give you marriage!" ”

I can't afford to be disappointed anymore, let alone ask such stupid questions as "what about love, can you give it?"

"I've arranged the house, if you want to stay, you will live in it tomorrow. Every weekend from now on, I'll try to stay with you as much as possible. He softened his tone, but he still had the air of an invincible king.

I just feel that he is ridiculous, why should Xia Luo be his canary?

"Think about it and give me an answer tomorrow morning! Went first. Yi Fan Lisuo got dressed, dropped this sentence, and left desperately.

"Wait!" The moment he opened the door, I stopped him and firmly refused, "Don't think about it, Xia Luo is not a canary!" ”

He didn't say a word, he didn't turn around, but his shoulder touched slightly.

"Take the card away, Xia Luo is not a prostitute!" I suppressed my hatred and said angrily.

He snorted coldly, paused and then asked calmly, "Are you sure?" ”

What are you sure of?

Are you sure you don't want your stinky card? Or are you sure that Xia Luo is not a prostitute?!

"Yes!"

"Okay, Xia Luo, you have a kind!" He angrily turned around and came back to take the card and slammed the door.

I took a deep breath and the world was finally quiet.

I can't lie like this anymore, I have to pull myself together.

Get up and take a shower, wash away the stains on your body, wash away all the traces left by the man, but you can't wash away the tears in your eyes.

……

I don't know how long I cried before I fell asleep, until I was woken up by my mobile phone the next morning, it was a call from Sister Hua.

As soon as she connected it, she crackled and scolded: "Xia Luo, what did you do when you returned to China?!" Your mother got married and you ran to sell it?! Do you want to be shameless?! ”

I was confused, rubbing my sleepy eyes, "Sell? What are you selling? ”

"Do you know that the company's top management is furious? As soon as the old lady went to work, she was scolded so much that she was scolded. Sister Hua on the other end of the phone was so angry that she couldn't breathe, "I've praised you as a core member of the women's group, and you're still not satisfied?" Say! Have you been eyeing Jiang Song for a long time?! ”

Shocked, I jumped up from the bed: "Jiang ...... Jiang Song? ”

This middle-aged pervert is the boss of South Korea's Kang Song Group, not only the largest financier of our company, but also the second shareholder of Yijia Haishi Group. It is rumored that he has played many local Korean female artists in our company, and Park Xinyan is one of them.

"Mr. Jiang also flew to China yesterday, and I honestly confess, did you deliberately book a flight with him, and still do those things in the airport hotel?!"

I was so shocked that I swallowed my saliva and asked, "What are you doing?" Sister Hua, what's going on? ”

"I'm so mad at you! Do you know that you and Mr. Jiang were secretly photographed by the paparazzi?! ”

"What's the secret?"

"Still don't admit it? Say! Did you go to open a room with Jiang Song last night? What else to play to bite the bank card? Xia Luo, are you cheap?! Sister Hua was extremely angry and scolded with hatred that iron is not steel.

I was completely frozen in place, and there were only four words in my head: bite the bank card......

Quickly calmed down, and I asked Sister Hua about the situation.

It turned out that early this morning, a Korean self-media broke the news: Xia Luo, a female artist who is about to make her debut at YS Entertainment, and Jiang Song, the company's financier, arrived in Ancheng, China on the same flight, and carried out some kind of perverted transaction at the airport hotel that night.

The whistleblower uploaded a photo of me and Jiang Song on the same flight, he was in first class and I was in economy class. And in the hotel room, I was lying on the bed biting a stupid photo of a bank card in my mouth.

As for the content of the text, it is nothing more than a righteous and awe-inspiring exposure of the unspoken rules of the Korean entertainment industry, pointing the finger at Jiang Song, saying that Xia Luo, like other artists, is just a victim of an entertainment company.

I suddenly remembered that on the plane yesterday, the man with a familiar face behind Park Xinyan was Jiang Song!

But what shocked me the most was that the whistleblower also uploaded my room number, and the person who opened room 1101 was not Yi Fan, but Jiang Song?

What's going on here?