Zeng Lao is a very traditional person.

He likes to drink tea and play Go, like to listen to Peking Opera, like to play with old objects, and like to read ancient books......

He traditionally separated his teaching students from his apprentices, and there were countless students who listened to his lectures, but he accepted them as his own children.

They all know that.

So when Guan Ran asked not to tell Zeng Lao about his illness and death, no one refused.

No one could bear to tell him that one of his daughters, left, forever.

Everyone thought that they had guarded this secret well, including Zeng Mao and Shen Fanyin.

They had never seen Zeng Lao cry or be sad, nor had they heard him mention or question him.

He only occasionally sighed: Guan Ran, a little conscienceless, doesn't even know how to make a phone call.

But in this context, in their self-righteousness, Shen Fanyin saw Zeng Lao, in the cemetery, Guan Ran's cemetery.

He carried a thermos bucket and walked slowly up the stairs, and when he reached the end of this row of tombstones, he did not hesitate, did not hesitate, turned the corner, and walked straight towards this side.

Zeng Lao stopped in front of Shen Fanyin, looked at her, and then looked at Jing Zeheng on the side, and finally didn't say anything.

He unceremoniously pushed aside the daisy that Shen Fanyin had placed in front of the tombstone and opened the thermos bucket he brought.

Four dishes, still steaming.

It's all Guan Ran's favorite food.

"Little rabbit, you don't even know a dream...... You're afraid I'll scold you."

Zeng Lao chuckled and shook his head, took out a small bottle of Coke from his pocket, unscrewed it, and slowly fell in front of the tombstone.

The carbonated drink touched the ground, churning and opening a light brown bubble all over the eyes.

Shen Fanyin watched quietly, tears falling unconsciously.

"Drink that thing again, drink that thing again! What is there to drink like Chinese medicine? Come over and have tea...... Don't make me smoke you!"

In the past, when they drank Coke, Zeng Lao would always scold, and then smoke the senior brother who was suspected of buying them Coke to drink.

In fact, Shen Fanyin knew that the master's coke was all bought by himself.

"Master......" Shen Fanyin said softly.

"What for?" Zeng Lao replied angrily.

Shen Fanyin didn't speak.

She wanted to ask him when he knew, but when she thought about it, it didn't matter anymore.

Zeng Lao sighed.

After a while, he said, "I'm old and foolish, and this kind of thing will be kept from me...... Actually, how can I not see it? And then she ...... It's also a child I brought out......

Tears gathered in the old man's cloudy eyes and then fell.

Perhaps in the eyes of many people, among several people of the same age, Guan Ran is not as talented and aura as Shen Fanyin, let alone such a good opportunity, nor as close as Zeng Wanwan and Zeng Lao, let alone so distressing.

Of course, none of them are as good as those brothers and sisters who became famous early.

She was too ordinary compared to these people.

But in the eyes of Zeng Lao, Guan Ran is Guan Ran, and there is no need to compare with anyone.

She was his apprentice, like his daughter, his child.

His children, walking ahead of him.

In order not to worry the other children, he had to pretend to be an old fool and pretend that he didn't know anything.

Only when she thinks that she can't stand it, can she complain:

"Guan Ran, a little conscienceless, doesn't even know how to make a phone call."

Zeng Lao didn't explain how he knew the location of the cemetery, and Shen Fanyin didn't ask.

They quietly stayed here and then left.

Maybe next time, they can come together.

Leaving the cemetery, Zeng Lao looked at Shen Fanyin with his hands behind his back: "What are you going to do about that female star?"

Without a trace of hesitation, without a hint of tactfulness, he asked so directly.

As if he knew that Shen Fanyin would definitely do something, she would definitely be able to hold on.

Shen Fanyin lowered his eyes slightly, and said lightly, "Blood debt and blood repayment."

"Hmm."

Zeng Lao didn't say anything else, and before getting into the car, he glanced at Jing Zeheng.

Zeng always took a taxi, and specially asked the driver to wait for him, walking extremely fast, as if he was afraid of being known by others.

Shen Fanyin stood still and didn't move, watching Zeng Lao's car go away.

Jing Zeheng stood beside her, and like her, he didn't ask anything.

The late summer wind is dull and dragging and does not bring a hint of coolness, only a slight flutter of hair can prove that it really exists.

After a long time, Shen Fanyin slowly spoke:

"Brother, I'll go to Shenghua's business you said before."

"Okay."

Jing Zeheng replied.

"Back then, did you have any intimate contact with Song Wen?"

"I remember that I saw you, Su Xingmu, you asked me like this back then, and I gave you the answer, didn't I?"

"Yes, but I don't believe it, I didn't believe it then, and I don't believe it now."

"Huh...... So what can it be? As you can see, I'm ruined, so why don't I drag her to hell too?"

"Song Wen is dead, I think, you can give her an innocence."

「……」

"Well, that's a shame, she shouldn't have died so early...... Indeed, I admire her very much, just appreciation, don't doubt me, even if I'm a out. Rail man, I also have a choice."

"She is a beautiful oriental flower, very malleable, and her future is endless...... Don't doubt it, I just know that I'm a professional director...... So I didn't touch her...... Well, I'll admit, it was she who rejected me, it's ridiculous, I was rejected by an actor who was new to the Imperial City."

「……」

"Why didn't you tell the truth?"

"I said, I'm sure I denied it, but obviously, no one believed my denial...... Hahaha, this is the root of human inferiority, as long as you have done something wrong once, then everything you say is false...... People are always very good at making such evaluations...... Forgive me for talking a lot, it's been a long time since anyone has wanted to listen to me say so much......

"Okay, I see, so you'll allow me to release the recording?"

"Whatever you want, but beautiful lady, I think you're doing useless work, and no one will believe it, even if she's dead...... Everything you're doing is in vain."

A lengthy recording was announced by Xingrui Entertainment's official Weibo, and then all the artists under Xingrui forwarded.

Later, Zhou Yanran forwarded it, and Qin Shu forwarded it...... Many artists who have worked with Song Wen have reposted this Weibo without any public relations requests or remuneration.

Weibo is silent, and the only thing that has changed is the rising number of broadcasts.

Just when everyone was in a daze trying to distinguish the real from the fake, Shen Fanyin's Weibo was updated:

"The world needs blood and life to prove its innocence, so she gave it."

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