After the divorce, Mr. Sheng regretted it

"Miss Luo, so is what this gentleman said true?"

"Miss Luo, you have been exposed to be lying and deceiving the public again. Don't you think this will disappoint the fans? You are breaking the hearts of the fans time and time again..."

The reporters kept asking questions, and Kong Yu was looking at her gloatingly.

Luo Xingyao just felt that the whole world was spinning, and slowly, her ears seemed to be deaf, and she couldn't hear any sounds.

Soon, it was dark before her eyes.

However, the moment she fainted, she seemed to see a person pushing through the crowd and rushing towards her.

How this mess ended in the end, she didn't know either.

When she woke up, she was already lying in a strange room.

She blinked a few times, staring feebly at the ceiling above her head.

Just then, she heard slight footsteps.

Turning her head to look, she happened to see Jing Yulang walking towards her.

"Are you awake?" Jing Yulang sat down on the edge of her bed, looking into her eyes with a hint of pity.

"I...why am I here?" Luo Xingyao looked at him with a complicated expression.

Could it be that he was the one who rushed towards him when she was about to faint?
"I brought you here." Jing Yulang frowned: "Your manager has already dealt with this matter, so don't think about it so much, and rest first. You must be too emotional, plus I have been under a lot of psychological pressure these days, so I just passed out suddenly."

"You...have you heard it too?" Luo Xingyao lowered her eyes and smiled bitterly: "That person is indeed my father."

Luo Xingyao didn't want to admit that she had such a father at all.

So, what she told Jing Yulang was that she was an orphan and had no parents.

Her mother died of dystocia when she gave birth to her. Her father always regarded her as a disaster, and beat and scolded her since she was a child.

Even the school didn't even let her do some housework at home.

Those courses in elementary school were all completed by her self-study.

Later, in junior high school, she relied on weekends to go out and do some small handicrafts to earn some money for her own tuition.

High school, too, was completely self-supporting.

How she survived those years, only she knows.

Once, her father didn't like her, and even pressed her tightly in a water tank filled with ice water.

That day, she almost thought she was going to die.

If it wasn't for the neighbor next door who couldn't stand it and came over to say a few words, she might really be killed by her father.

Jing Yulang looked at her with distressed eyes: "You don't want to admit this father, it's not just because he is a fraudster, right?"

"It doesn't matter anymore, anyway, in everyone's eyes, I am a person full of lies. This is called a wave of unrest, right?" Luo Xingyao said casually.

But Jing Yulang saw her helplessness and pain at a glance.

"Don't care about what other people think. If this matter can be resolved, then it can be resolved. If it can't be resolved, let's quit the circle. Don't make yourself so hard for the sake of others." Jing Yulang reassured.

"The things about me last time should have been exposed by him. He must have spent a lot of thought in order to inquire about those things and to destroy me." Luo Xingyao's eyes could not help but be covered with a trace of worry.

She believes that this is definitely not the end, but the beginning of a nightmare.