The president is committing suicide

Some people say that for every lonely star in the sky, there is a poor child on the earth.

Ding Jiaying leaned in Shen Cong's arms and looked at the stars in the sky. She couldn't believe that there were so many stars in the sky. Why did Xiao Mimi become that miserable child?

"Are you still thinking about Xiao Ruyi?" Shen Cong combed her hair with his fingers.

"Yes. Originally I should have supported her. But that man and the mess he caused made it hard for me to support him. It was too conscienceless."

"Then respect her choice."

Ding Jiaying was not happy with his casual way of speaking: "This is a mess caused by your relatives. Are you just going to brush it off like this?"

"You said it, let's put it this way." Shen Cong knew that she was just complaining to satisfy her urge to talk.

"Okay. I'll take care of him later." I can't go back on my words so quickly. There's still a long way to go, so I'll take it slow.

"Do you know that we can actually name the stars in the sky?" Ding Jiaying suddenly said.

The topic changed quickly, and Shen Cong followed up: "It seems that you just need to go somewhere to file a case and spend some money. The prerequisite is that this star has not been named yet, such as the star with only the code name of the Little Prince."

Ding Jiayin has a star of her own.

When they were young and went back to the mansion to play, Ding Jiaying was the most well-behaved one. Ding Jiayin was not like that, she was the most lively and naughty one.

Although grandpa was always angry and glared at her, the cane in his hand never hit her once.

He always said that this was good for him, so that he could learn etiquette, know when to advance and when to retreat, and know how to be tolerant.

In the summer, there are not only fireflies in the big mansion, but also a sky full of stars.

They all wanted a star, not the one in the pond, not the one in the music box, not the one on TV.

Soon, Ding Jiayin had a certificate that recorded the coordinates and trajectory of her star in the sky.

She gave it a name, Flying Milk Tea, and proudly showed it off in front of Ding Jiaying.

She was ignorant at that time, she also wanted one, and she cried.

Much later, she got a bedside lamp in the shape of a meteorite.

It was a model of a star, a gift for buying the naming rights of Feitian Milk Tea. It was one of the remaining ones after the guests were given away at a banquet.

Ding Jiaying did not break the little star because she thought it was innocent.

There was no way she could not feel sad about it.

So she buried it beside the pond in the garden.

"Do you think I'm stingy?" Ding Jiaying looked at Shen Cong and he listened carefully and stared into her eyes.

"will not."

Ding Jiaying is so clear about what she loves and hates, and so affectionate and resolute.

Shen Cong pulled her closer to him and pressed his warmth against her forehead.

"I will deliver whatever you want to you in the future. No adulteration and no counterfeiting."

Ding Jiaying smiled, and her heart, which had felt so blocked just now, suddenly became as gentle as the wind.

"What if I want to go to heaven?"

"That's fine. But it's a bit troublesome. You have to wait for a few years."

"Why wait?"

"You can go abroad for money, and I have no problem going with you. But your health is too poor, so you need to train for a few years before you can go."

"You look down on me. What's wrong with my body?" Ding Jiaying stretched out her weak biceps to protest.

Shen Cong stretched out his fingers and pinched her, then said something in her ear, causing her face to turn red instantly.

"Are you sure you're still a decent person?"

Shen Cong smiled and tried to block Ding Jiaying's randomly hitting hand: "I am sure that I am a very normal man."

I don’t know what happened next, but my eyes and voice became abnormal.

Ding Jiaying laughed so hard that her head felt dizzy, and she was taken to another paradise.

There is never enough time, and the dawn always comes too early.

Ding Jiaying couldn't always be late and leave early, otherwise the company would fall apart sooner or later.

I forced myself to get to the company and locked the door as soon as I entered the office: "Mulan, call me in half an hour."

The little time she got to catch up on sleep in the car just now was not enough. Ding Jiaying had already admitted last night that she was indeed very weak.

Ding Jiaying has increasingly suspected that her dependence on and love for Shen Cong is largely dependent on the close contact between them.

Every time we talk, we roll together unconsciously.

Doesn't this guy think that he's attracted to him just because of his ability?

When I opened my eyes again, Xiao Mimi was already busy in her office.

"What are you doing?"

"Miss, what did you say I did?"

Seeing that she was still asleep, Xiao Mimi patted the folder in her hand helplessly and said, "Today, let's shoot."

Ah, yes.

During the previous meeting, we talked about taking a photo together or something.

"Oh, it's a photo shoot for that magazine..."

"Don't pretend. I know you don't remember. Fortunately, you did a good job of preparation before. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to save you today."

In a panic, Ding Jiaying quickly got up and started to clean up.

"Hey, Alan didn't say anything about waking me up."

"You don't have to say such hypocritical words to hide your embarrassment. Do you really have to force me to ask you about the details of last night?"

Ding Jiaying was very happy that Xiao Mimi seemed to have fully recovered her previous working state today: "If you ask seriously, I might be able to answer seriously."

"You have made progress and achieved success, Ding Jiaying."

Jokes aside, an hour later they all arrived at the work location as scheduled.

With on-site contact, makeup and hairstyle, Ding Jiaying quickly completed her own small interview with Passerby A.

It mainly contains some thoughts about being able to participate in this relatively special form of publicity and promotion. All the things have been written after previous communication.

There is no difficulty.

Due to work needs, she also needs to wait for Qiao Shen to arrive to shoot some behind-the-scenes footage as later material.

Of course, these are also in the workflow.

But Qiao Shen didn't show up yet.

The agent's phone was connected. The first time he said the plane was delayed, and the second time he said he was going to the hospital for medical treatment due to personal reasons.

This team is a very influential filming team. The actor Jiang Chengwu worked with them the day before, and there is also a second female lead participating in the filming today.

An actor of Jiang Chengwu's level was always well-behaved and strictly abided by the time in front of them, but a rising young actor played tricks on them.

If you can't come, please tell me earlier. Since the time for the stabbing has been set, you can come as long as the person is not dead.

Even Shen Cong can do this.

Ding Jiaying also didn't believe that Qiao Shen, who was so healthy, could have any disease beyond his control and had to go to the hospital for treatment.

It would be difficult for the staff on site to not feel a little emotional.

Moreover, Qiao Shen's agent even asked the on-site filming team to move the filming to a location near the hospital.

Sure enough, the next day, authoritative media pointed out that today's young actors have no professional ethics and even no basic sense of time, no spirit of contract and no attitude of cooperation, and are extremely arrogant and rude.