"Director, I'm too soft-spoken to give you any valuable advice." Yi Ran wisely chose a compromise answer.

"Yi Ran, I didn't expect you to be so good at serving water."

Mao Bing next to him snorted coldly, obviously not very satisfied with Yi Ran's answer.

If Yi Ran doesn't hate Fei Xiaoyi for a day, he will never be able to really stand on the same line with her.

Xu Zhihe only felt more sad when he saw it, he glanced at Fu Shiyuan, Fu Shiyuan was sitting in Xiaomazha reading the script at the moment, and he was quite attentive to what was going on outside the window.

If he went to Fu Shiyuan again to ask for additional investment, it didn't seem realistic.

"Director, you sent a message to let Fei Xiaoyi try it, what if Meng Jiangye agreed?"

"That's right, even if you refuse, it won't hinder your face, right?"

Several staff members were talking in causity beside them, obviously wearing the same pants as Mao Bing.

This kind of thankless task, of course, it is best to leave it to the fool who is not Xiaoyi.

"Fei Xiaoyi, why don't you speak?"

A staff member came over and stabbed Fei Yi's arm, "Now that something has happened in the group, you, as the only screenwriter in the whole play, have no reason to stand idly by, right?"

"I don't know if you don't want to, or don't you dare?"

"At this time, don't patronize your own face, right?"

The group stared at Fei Yi, waiting to see her agree and then be slapped in the face.

"Director, I'm willing to give it a try."

In a silent gaze, Fei Yi's voice was crisp and powerful.

"Good!" Xu Zhihe finally showed a relaxed smile.

Regardless of whether Meng Jiangye can be invited or not, at least one of the current problems has been solved, and Xu Zhihe's heart is a lot happier.

Also smiling were the staff and Mao Bing who spoke cool words.

If it was just Mao Bing's suggestion, Xu Zhihe would definitely veto it immediately.

But adding someone else is a different story.

As it turned out, this fanned the flames quite well.

Mao Bing was about to take the opportunity to mock Fei Yi again, but Fu Shiyuan had already walked over to Fei Yi.

"During this time, don't contact Meng Jiangye for the time being." Fu Shiyuan's eyes deepened.

"Why?"

It's not advisable to wonder, wasn't it okay yesterday?

Meng Jiangye was very happy when he came to pick up his son.

But anyway, since Fei Yi has already agreed, he has to give it a try.

Taking advantage of the break in shooting, Fei Yi came to a quiet pavilion.

She planned to call Meng Lingyi's phone watch first.

Who knew that the phone and watch rang for a long time, but no one answered.

Fei Yi called back again, and when he called the fourth time, the phone and watch were finally connected.

But it wasn't Meng Lingyi's immature voice on the phone, but a clear middle-aged male voice: "Hello."

"Hello Mr. Meng, I'm looking for Meng Lingyi." Fei Yi heard the owner of this voice, and simply explained his intention.

"Are you...... Isn't it Miss?"

Meng Jiangye, who spoke on those phone watches, was a little unsure, because there was only a simple note on Meng Lingyi's watch - sister. z.br>

"Yes, Mr. Meng." Fei Yi listened to Meng Jiangye's voice, and had a vague bad premonition in his heart.

In the past, Meng Lingyi answered the phone very quickly, and there has never been a situation where Meng Jiangye answered on his behalf.

"Miss Fei, Xiao Yi is ......" Meng Jiangye wanted to speak and stopped, his voice was extremely painful.

"Xiao Meng, what's wrong with him?"

Fei Yi clutched his chest, and some did not dare to listen.

"He accidentally fell into the swimming pool and didn't save him......" Meng Jiangye endured great grief before he finished speaking.

At that moment, Fei Yi's thoughts were messy, and they were all double

His hands were shaking uncontrollably.

How so?

Isn't it true that a car accident two days later was avoided, and it was fine?

Meng Lingyi is so familiar with water, how could she be drowned?

Are all the pictures she saw with her own eyes fake?

And what about Mom?

Mom is still lying in the hospital bed, will it ......

I don't dare to continue thinking about it.

She forced herself to calm down, and a lot of questions seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and they fell heavily on her body, making Fei Yi a little breathless.

"Miss?"

Meng Jiangye in the phone watch screamed several times before he heard some sounds.

"Are you alright?"

His son's accident was already a great grief, but Meng Jiangye still couldn't help but care about it.

"I'm fine, Mr. Meng, please mourn." Fei Yi's mood is extremely low.

Meng Jiangye's continuous loss of his wife and children is already a big blow, where does she still have the face to mention the vocal teacher.

"If it's okay, I'll hang up first." Meng Jiangye's voice was full of loneliness and exhaustion.

The pain he was suffering in his heart at this moment should only be understood by himself.

"Mr. Meng, I still have a reluctant request." Fei Yi took a deep breath before slowly saying, "I want to take a leave to see Xiao Meng for the last time, is it okay?"

*

"I heard with my own ears just now, Meng Jiangye's pampered son who was held in the palm of his hand was drowned. Meng Jiangye is currently blocking the news, if you tell Liu Ma the news and let him spread it, it will naturally not be easy for Xiaoyi."

Assistant Yi Ran, who learned the news, couldn't sit still for a moment, and told Mao Bing the news as soon as possible.

"Are you sure you heard me right?"

After being put on the table last time, Mao Bing became a lot more cautious.

"Of course, I have the recording to prove it."

Yi Ran's assistant snorted confidently, "In the future, we don't owe each other, and you don't want to go to Ran Ran's trouble."

"You're really loyal to Yi Ran."

Mao Bing stroked his chin amusedly, "As a senior, I'm just kindly educating Yi Ran, and you're going to terminate the cooperation between us?"

"Less nonsense! Ran Ran has come to this day step by step, only I know how difficult it is for her to have everything she has today, and no one can slander her!"

The assistant's attitude was resolute, and it seemed that he was determined to have trouble with Mao Bing.

"Yi Ran is really blessed to have an assistant like you." Mao Bing raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you afraid that I'll target Yi Ran?"

"Then don't blame me for the fish and the net!"

At the critical moment, a small assistant also became hard.

"Interesting."

Mao Bing hooked the corners of her lips meaningfully, and after hanging up the phone, she contacted Liu Ma as soon as possible.

"Do as I say, not only will you get the share I gave you, but the company will definitely give you no less."

"Okay, okay! I'll post it right away! Thank you, Sister Bing, for taking care of you!" Liu Ma was so happy that a smile bloomed on his face.

Just Meng Jiangye's name is there, it already represents the heat, not to mention such explosive news that his son was drowned.

After asking Xu Zhihe for leave, Fei Yi took a taxi to the address given by Meng Jiangye.

On the way to the car, Fei Yi found that the driver had been playing Meng Jiangye's song.

"Master, do you like Meng Jiangye very much?" Driven by curiosity, Fei Yi couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, he was in our time, and his popularity might be higher than that Fu Shiyuan, whom you young people like!"

The driver spoke with a local accent and spoke Mandarin not very standard.

"Alas, it's a pity that God is jealous of talent, so that he died his wife and child."

It is not advisable to be surprised, "Master, how do you know?"

"This is in the news! It's all over the place in our community!"

Fei Yi's body sitting in the back seat instantly stiffened.

On the phone, Meng Jiangye asked her to keep it a secret.

That is, the outside world was not informed.

So how does the media know?

When Fei Yi rushed to the Meng family in black clothes, the entire Meng family was as quiet as death.

Probably because he didn't want to attract attention, everything was as usual in the Meng family, but the door was tightly closed.

"Hello, I'm looking for Mr. Meng Jiangye, please report it." It is not advisable to say hello politely to the video doorbell at the door.

"You shameless person who leaked the news, how can you still have the face to come to Mr.!"

"Get out! Sir, I won't see anyone today, let alone you!"

The servants of the Meng family stood in the iron gate, and when they saw Fei Yi, their attitude was more vicious than the other.

"What kind of leakage, please make it clear." Fei Yi stood in place with a calm face.

"If it weren't for you leaking the news of the young master's untimely death, how could so many reporters come to the door!"

The servants of the Meng family were furious, and simply poured all their anger on Fei Yi's body.

"I advise you, if you want to go, hurry up! Otherwise, if you come once, I'll fight once!"

Fei Yi frowned, unable to figure out why those servants were so sure that she had leaked the news.

She pursed her lips tightly until her lips were bitten and there was a slight pain, and she returned to her thoughts.

She listened to the phone in the crew, and the person who leaked the news could only be from the crew.

Just as he was thinking about it, the closed iron door was opened, and Meng Jiangye's car drove out of it.

"Meng ......"

When Fei Yi just wanted to open his mouth to stop Meng Jiangye, a group of people suddenly swarmed out of the hidden grass next to him, rushing up in unison towards Meng Jiangye's car.

Almost all of them carried cameras and focused the cameras on Meng Jiangye openly.

"Mr. Meng, Mr. Meng, is it true that your son was drowned?"

"I heard a few years ago that your son was preparing to join the national children's swimming team, was it an accident that he drowned this time?"

"Mr. Meng, you have lost your wife and son, how are you feeling now?"

"Mr. Meng, may I ask why your son has such a big incident, why didn't he hold a grand funeral like your wife died of illness?"

"Mr. Meng, can you answer positively?"

These journalists are always like this, asking non-trivial and brainless questions, and in order to get first-hand news, they don't care about the lives of others.

The familiar sense of oppression besieged by reporters made the rear-of-the-rest people tremble.

The number of reporters who besieged Meng Jiangye this time was far several times that of the previous encirclement.

They blocked Meng Jiangye's way alive, and there was a tendency to stop without asking for news.

Meng Jiangye sent a number of bodyguards to reluctantly evacuate the reporters.

Fei Yi quietly observed the situation from the sidelines, and found that the number of paths of these reporters was surprisingly consistent, like ...... Trained by a dedicated person.

Meng Jiangye has been in the entertainment industry for so many years, and there must be many enemies he has met.

Meng Jiangye's son had an accident, but Meng Jiangye did not announce it to the public, but concealed it, and the mysterious cause of death made this time unprecedented......