The love story of a wealthy brother and sister

Lin Jingran accompanied Lin Yingci to New York, but something happened to Wei Jin. When Elien's autumn new product launch conference was about to end in September, a group of reporters blocked the entrance to the venue. When they saw Wei Jin coming out, they began to ask questions:

"Excuse me, what is your relationship with Mr. Xu Yifan? Why do you always appear together?"

"Can you give a positive response to your relationship with Mr. Xu?"

"Did Mr. Xu help you found Elien?"

"Have you ever met Mr. Xu's original wife?"

All kinds of strange questions kept pouring out, and the flash lights kept flashing. Wei Jin felt his head buzzing and his thoughts were in a mess:

How come Xu Yifan has a first wife? I checked and he is single.

While thinking, Wang Hena suddenly ran forward to protect Wei Jin and also stood in front of the camera: "Ms. Wei and Mr. Xu are just work colleagues, please rest assured."

"Why do we have to hold hands and eat when it's just work?"

"There are many intimate photos of the two of them. How do you explain it?"

The reporters started asking questions again. Wang Hena took her hand and was about to leave, but Wei Jin frowned and looked at her.

She was extremely scared and unsure because Wang Hena was the person who knew the relationship between her and Xu Yifan best - they were indeed together.

She just said that she and Xu Yifan have nothing to do with each other, so how should she explain those intimate photos?

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Xu's mistress?"

A loud voice suddenly disrupted Wei Jin's thoughts. Her face changed and the situation got out of control. The reporters started asking questions one after another. Fortunately, the security guards came out to control the scene and blocked the reporters and squeezed out a path. Wang Hena quickly pulled her into the company's business car.

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In the car, she finally relaxed a little, drank a few sips of water, and asked again: "What's going on? Where did this reporter come from?"

Wang Hana looked at her and sighed: "Did you know that Mr. Xu's ex-wife has returned to China?"

She shook her head and cleverly grasped the point: "Ex-wife, you also said ex-wife?"

The person on the other side nodded: "They are divorced in China, but they are still husband and wife in Canada."

Wei Jin suddenly realized, put the mineral water aside, and sighed heavily: "It can still be like this."

"Just wait and see. Tomorrow, all kinds of websites will report about you," Wang Hena continued to stare at her, emphasizing each word. "She is best at this kind of thing. Who knows what they will say tomorrow."

"You mean," Wei Jin seemed to understand something, "she arranged all this?"

"Very likely," she nodded meaningfully.

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After a sleepless night, Wei Jin smoked one cigarette after another alone, and also had a long phone call with Xu Yifan to discuss countermeasures. He explained that the Canadian divorce procedure was not not followed, but it involved too many common assets, and no one wanted to let go, so it was dragged on; he also said that he would persuade his ex-wife to stop hurting her, and he would grit his teeth and not admit the relationship. Wei Jin meant that the two of them should keep their distance for a while - in fact, she wanted to break up, and she didn't want to get involved in such bad things. The only thing that made her hesitate was...

After all, he had helped her so much, how could she just leave like that?

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The situation on the second day was indeed depressing, with all kinds of ugly headlines flooding all major platforms:

"A business woman who is trying to rise to the top"

“The history of the rise of the erotic brand ELIEN”

From mistress to founder of a fashion brand

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At 8 o'clock, Wei Jin made an appointment with Wang Hena to meet in ELIEN's office. Song Youyang also called Wei Jin to comfort her and now rushed to ELIEN's office;

"Don't look at your phone anymore," Wang Hena took the things in Wei Jin's hand and threw them on the desk without mercy. "The more you look at it, the more confused it becomes."

"What should I do?" She was still very anxious, and then she remembered something and hurriedly explained to Wang Hena, "I have already informed Xu Yifan that I will keep my distance recently, and he will not admit it."

"Well," Wang Hana took a few sips of coffee and suddenly looked at her meaningfully, "This matter is not entirely a bad thing. After all, she has given you exposure and a certain degree of fame."

"I don't want this kind of reverse fame," Wei Jin still frowned.

Song Youyang suddenly hugged her shoulders and comforted her: "In fact, the public relations crisis is well done, and it can also be used for our benefit."

Wei Jin looked at her in confusion: "What?"

"Youyang is right," Wang Hena also looked at her, "As a model, she must have encountered this kind of thing before. If crisis public relations are handled well, it will be a powerful publicity."

Wei Jin shook her head: "Please explain it to me in a more popular way," she looked at Song Youyang again, "otherwise I won't understand."

"Look," Wang Hana slowly raised her cup of coffee, "this is your popularity. You have been trending on the Internet these days, and your fame has skyrocketed."

Wei Jin nodded.

"It's just that now there's all this black, bad, harmful information around you," Wang Hana still looked at her, "but if we can wash off the black they threw at you and turn it white, your popularity will still be there, right?"

Wei Jin suddenly realized: "I understand." Soon she asked, "Then how do you wash off the black?"

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Lin Jingran only stayed in New York for a few days before he hurriedly prepared to return to China. Hengyuan still had a lot of things for him to deal with, so Lin Yingci drove him there. At the airport, the two said goodbye reluctantly:

"Be careful on your way back, and report back when you get home," Lin Jingran still held her tightly, burying his chin in her shoulder.

"Well, tell me when you get here," she stroked his back.

"I know," Lin Jingran let go of her slightly, but couldn't help but kiss her, and then hugged her in his arms again, muttering, "I can't bear to leave you."

"Brother Jingran has grown up," she comforted him like a child, "you have to take responsibility," she added at the end, "and...wouldn't it be good for you to go back and live a single life?"

Lin Jingran let go of her with a "tsk" sound, then gently pinched her waist, "Who wants to live a single life?"

Lin Yingci smiled and quickly grabbed his hand: "Okay, okay, go in quickly,"

When their eyes met, she said again: "I will miss you."

Lin Jingran nodded, kissed her forehead one last time, and walked into the terminal hall, looking back every few steps.

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"Do you think I can bring up the fact that they have been separated for a long time? They are no longer considered husband and wife, right?" Wei Jin and the others were still discussing.

"Absolutely not," Wang Hena rejected her seriously, "No matter what, they are nominally married. The public has zero tolerance for mistresses. Don't even mention him or her."

Wei Jin felt that what she said made sense, so he could only nod heavily.

Wang Hena said "hmm", then looked at Wei Jin and began to talk: "You have never been together, it's just that he admired you unilaterally, and you were a little moved. You also learned about his situation, but you only knew that he was divorced."

Wei Jin nodded

"But they are not officially together yet," Wang Ha Na added, "This can explain some intimate photos."