"Ruhua, do you not believe me no matter how I explain to you?"

After leaving the hotel, Yang Fan stared at Xia Ruhua, who was walking silently with her head bowed in front of him, and asked.

This time the apology was unsuccessful, or Xu Ning didn't intend to forgive himself at all.

He just likes this feeling, and he feels very cool to see himself drowning little by little, that feeling of helplessness and hopelessness.

Because it will make him feel like a hunter.

When hunters hunt, they also have a sense of accomplishment when they see that after their prey is shot, a little bit of life dies.

Xu Ning is the mentality of a hunter, he is playing with himself, even Xia Ruhua.

But I can't tell how many mouths I have.

"No, I believe you."

Xia Ruhua turned around, with a far-fetched smile on her face, she wanted to laugh but her heart was very complicated.

She worked so hard that she even wanted to kneel down for Xu Ning and ask Xu Ning to forgive Yang Fan.

But in the end, it was still like this.

Yang Fan came to apologize, not with sincerity at all, but as reckless as before.

At this moment, she felt that she was really tired.

A man can have self-esteem, but when he faces a dilemma or even a desperate situation, he still guards his face and dignity so stubbornly, can such a man be saved?

What kind of mentality should I use to face Yang Fan?

Yang Fan looked at his wife's eyes, he couldn't say anything, and any explanation was pale.

Why didn't I think about recording the whole process at that time? Record everything Xu Ning did?

If this is the case, even if his wife misunderstood him at the time, but after listening to Xu Ning's insulting words, she may be able to understand why she was so angry.

"If you're disappointed in me, I can apologize again!"

Yang Fan did not explain his grievances, nor did he waste his words.

He gestured to Xia Ruhua, then turned around and turned back towards the Chunhe Hotel.

Isn't it just an apology? Isn't it just kneeling?

Agree with yourself, that's it.

I offended the big guys, admit it myself!

This is society, this is reality, this is life!

"You come back to me!"

Xia Ruhua shouted at Yang Fan, stamping her feet with some excitement.

"Go now, does it work?"

Her heart was a little broken, and the situation was like this.

Now Yang Fan's personal reputation is already stinky, and he has been hacked by countless netizens on the Internet.

At this time, if you want to wash, it is not easy to wash.

And where did Yang Fan get the ability to wash away all the online violence?

Netizens don't care what the truth is, they just like to use conspiracy theories and malice to speculate about the world.

Because they have encountered too much unfairness in real life, they have substituted their own experiences on the Internet.

On the Internet, everything is false, except for the rumors.

"It's okay, I did something wrong, I just admit it!"

Yang Fan glanced sideways at Xia Ruhua with a smile on his face.

It's just that this smile, no matter how you look at it, looks like the expression after a broken jar.

When he completely gave up his dignity, there was nothing to lose.

Xia Ruhua's eyes were red, and fog gradually seeped out, and she didn't call Yang Fan again.

At this moment, Yang Fan is like a walking corpse, numb and obsessed.

But she didn't think Yang Fan's second attempt to apologize would be successful.

Because he offended Xu Ning again, in such a situation, it was difficult to get Xu Ning to let him go.

Self-esteem can indeed be given up, but only if the other party wants to trample your self-esteem under their feet.

If people refuse to step on it, your self-esteem is worthless, and it is worthless to throw it away.

If Yang Fan apologized for the first time, Xu Ning would be happy to see Yang Fan lose his self-esteem and step on it a few more times.

But this time, Xu Ning didn't have that kind of mood.

It will also be boring and boring.

Can a person who refuses to give up his self-esteem have the same sense of accomplishment as a person who breaks a jar?

It's like prostitution C and strong J, is it the same stimulation and feeling?

Xia Ruhua looked at Yang Fan's back, which had disappeared on the side of the road and entered the Chunhe Hotel.

He went in this time, and he didn't know what to expect.

But she didn't have the courage to go in again, if she went in, she would see the scene where her husband gave up his dignity and let Xu Ning insult her.

In that case, the image of her husband Xu Ning in her heart will be ruined.

Husband Yang Fan used to be mighty and powerful, full of manly charm and strong dedication, shining all over, and he was fascinated by him.

But now Yang Fan is not the case.

"What else can be done?"

Xia Ruhua looked at the sky in despair, she couldn't think of any way to save Yang Fan's career, even a little possibility.

Who will let Xu Ning give face? And won't anger Xu Ning? Will Xu Ning honestly let Yang Fan go?

There must be such people, but people at such a level do not know themselves and are not qualified to know them.

Unless someone can introduce them, who has such connections?

Xia Ruhua counted with her fingers, among these people she knew, who had such connections and could save Yang Fan.

"Zhao Mingyao must have ruled it out, although he is my boss, his social status is just like that, not high."

Xia Ruhua was the first to exclude her first boyfriend, her current boss Zhao Mingyao.

Compared with Xu Ning, Zhao Mingyao is a big difference, how can he have connections to save Yang Fan?

"Ma Ruming, no, I will never contact this disgusting pig brother again in this life."

After sobering up that day, she was very scared in her heart, if her husband hadn't brought her back, she would be in danger.

Therefore, those like Ma Ruming who blatantly play tricks will be eliminated by themselves.

"Tian Xin..."

Xia Ruhua quickly thought of her godbrother Tian Xin.

Tian Xin's background is very tough, backed by his father Tian Hailong, and Tian Hailong's only son, and the Tian family is in Jianghai City, which is the leading foreign trade enterprise in Dongjiang Province.

Jianghai Foreign Trade Group is a large enterprise with a capital of tens of billions, with more than 20,000 employees and more than 100,000 direct and indirect jobs.

Such a large group, if you are willing to say hello, Haitian Entertainment will definitely give a little face.

Just what if that?

After all, foreign trade and entertainment are not the same thing, although they are both capital, Haitian Entertainment is also an entertainment group with a scale of 10 billion.

If he really doesn't give Tian Xin face, what can Tian Xin do?

Thinking of this, Tian Xin was also skipped by her.

But apart from Tian Xin's words, who else has a deep background? Who has more connections?

Yeah...

Suddenly, Xia Ruhua's eyes lit up, and she suddenly thought of her college classmate Gong Zijie.

Gong Zijie is now the secretary of Feng Feng, the deputy department of the Propaganda Department of Jianghai City, and he must know some contacts.

What connections do you have, what background do you have, and what kind of background can be bigger than the government? Official?

And it is also the network of propaganda channels, which is a professional counterpart.

No matter how powerful the entertainment group is, it does not dare not give face to the leaders of the propaganda system.

Thinking of this, Xia Ruhua immediately took out her mobile phone, flipped through it for a long time, and finally flipped to Gong Zijie's mobile phone number.

She was a little apprehensive in her heart, and her old classmates, who had not been in contact for several years, had met her in the hospital once two days ago.

It's really not good to rush to ask others to do things now.

But now there is no other way but to try.

She bit her lip and pressed the dial-out key.

At the same time, Yang Fan came to room 409 of the Chunhe Hotel again.

Knock knock...

He knocked on the door of the Xu Ning Hotel again.

The door still opens automatically.

It's exactly the same as the scene just now, as if there was a second rehearsal.

Xu Ning was still sitting on the recliner in a bathrobe and drinking tea, still looking out the window.

The only difference was that he quickly turned his head this time, his eyes were cold, and he stared at Yang Fan who came in.

"You still dare to come here?"

"Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"