After falling into the shadow's trap

"I don't blame you, how could I be angry!" After responding to the fans, Xi Heng comforted Lan Xingyue on WeChat again.

After the message was sent, there was no reply from the other side.

It should be filming... Xi Heng buried himself in the quilt, and began to look through the chat records with Lan Xingyue from the beginning.

She and Lan Xingyue hadn't really known each other for long, and the chat history between the two of them turned upside down after a few more swipes.It may be because Lan Xingyue often has no time to type, Lan Xingyue seems to be more used to texting her.

When chatting with others, Xi Heng doesn't like voice very much, especially when he is out of the house, he has to wear earphones to listen, and the text-to-text function does not work from time to time, which is very troublesome.

But once the chat partner becomes Lan Xingyue, she likes to receive voice messages the most. Not only does she like to listen to them, she also listens to them from time to time. She can't wait to suggest a text-to-speech function to the customer service.

She got up and turned off the light, and hid under the thin air-conditioning quilt.The room's air conditioner was humming, and a little light was faintly peeking out from under the quilt.

Listening and listening, the corners of Xi Heng's mouth curled up, and he slowly closed his eyes.

This sleep lasted until noon.

Xi Heng half-opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling for a few seconds, then stretched out his hand to feel under the pillow, no, he felt under the quilt, and touched the corner of the phone.

Take it out to check the time, it's almost 10:30.She turned over, hugged the pillow and rubbed her cheeks again, before sitting up reluctantly.

The screen of the phone that was thrown aside lit up, and a push message popped up:

"Explosive! The popular actress has a room late at night..."

"Tsk, this kind of push is posted all day long, the headline party, it's from the UC editorial department." Xi Heng muttered impatiently, trying to swipe away the push, but accidentally clicked in.

Just as she was about to exit, she suddenly saw two blurry photos posted in the tweet, from different perspectives, one from the front and the other from the back.

From the background of the photo, it can be seen that it is in the corridor of a high-end hotel. The two women are close to each other, arm in arm. The taller one is wearing a shiny dress, tilting his head close to the person next to him. Talking with the head tilted, the distance is very close. From another angle, one would think that the two are about to kiss.

Most importantly, in the photo from the frontal angle, one of them could be clearly seen as Lan Xingyue, but the other's face was deliberately blurred.

There was a "buzz" in Xi Heng's mind - the other person was her.

This was the charity dinner that day, when I sent Lan Xingyue to her room...how could she be photographed?

At that time, there were only her and Lan Xingyue in the corridor at that time... No!

In the blink of an eye, Xi Heng suddenly thought of something, stood up suddenly, and his leg was black and blue on the edge of the bed.

"Hiss—" She fell back on the bed again, frowned and blew while hugging her knees.

No, no, when she was in the corridor with Lan Xingyue, she bumped into a man wearing a peaked cap... Does he have a camera?

Xi Heng knocked on his head, clenched his fists, and racked his brains to recall.

But more than a month has passed, and besides, she was hugged by the drunk Lan Xingyue at that time, how could she have time to pay attention to other people!

She was scratching her hair, her face wrinkled into a ball, wondering why anyone would choose this moment to release the photo.

"Who's taking pictures randomly!!!" Rolling around on the bed twice, Xi Heng was terribly worried. It was just on the trending search yesterday, and this kind of photo was released today. Anyone can think of it.

After taking the mobile phone, she didn't dare to open Weibo, and even the messages on WeChat popped up one after another, let alone guessing what Weibo would look like.

Xi Heng wanted to ask about Lan Xingyue's situation, but he was afraid that it would disturb her, after all, the other party must be hundreds of times more troubled than her now.

"Xiao Xi, don't go out for now"

Just as she was thinking, Lan Xingyue sent a message.She didn't even type punctuation marks, so you can imagine how flustered she was.

Xi Heng bit her lip, feeling that she had been causing trouble to Lan Xingyue since they met.

Holding the coffee and not looking at the road, Lan Xingyue's high-end jacket was stained. Because of the fabric problem, the coffee stains could not be washed off in the end. Although she did not blame herself, she also said that the lightened brown color is very design on the hem of the clothes Lan Xingyue was scolded for being on a variety show; Fulan Xingyue went to the room and was secretly photographed without knowing it. Anyway, she has studied related majors in university, and she doesn't have the sensitivity of a reporter at all...

The more she thought about it, the more powerless she felt, but she didn't want the other party to worry: "You know, I didn't like to go out."

"The other party is typing..." was displayed above the chat box, and she pursed her lips and waited nervously.

That sentence suddenly disappeared, and Xi Heng was about to take the initiative to post something, but jumped out again, and then an extra line of words covered her chat background.

"Sorry for causing you a lot of trouble..."

Xi Heng originally wanted to roll around again, but when he saw the words that jumped out, his legs that were thumping in the air suddenly stopped.

Sitting up slowly, he wanted to return to Lan Xingyue in seconds, but he didn't know what to return.

Xi Heng didn't expect that Lan Xingyue had the same worries as her, and apologized to her again.

But she has such worries because she likes them.Xi Heng has never been in a relationship, and has almost never been attracted to others. She has only learned about other people's feelings on the Internet.

They said that in a relationship, the one who is tempted first tends to worry more, often worry about gains and losses, and become anxious whenever there is trouble. Even if the trouble is not caused by himself, he will get used to taking the responsibility on himself.

Xi Heng didn't know if it was true or not, but if it was fake...she glanced at Lan Xingyue's apology, how could it be fake.

Feeling a little more excited, Xi Heng also seriously apologized to Lan Xingyue: "Why are you apologizing? Is it important for you to be troublesome or not?"

"You're all right, that's the most important thing to me."

Lan Xingyue sat in the nanny's car, watching Xi Heng's news and fell silent.

The timing of that report was too coincidental, just after she clarified that the two were friends, she purposely photographed the close distance between the two, blurring Xi Heng's face.Coupled with specious articles claiming to be in the industry, it led everyone to think that her statement was false and she was lying.

This kind of naked "slap in the face" section is the favorite of netizens.Not to mention sending it out during the lunch break, the traffic will explode in an instant, which will detonate public opinion.

So now she has to ask for leave with the crew and rush back to the company to deal with it.

Calmly flipping through her Weibo comments, there was basically nothing good to say, other than scolding her for lying and hype, it was the fans of artists who had interests in her who were making trouble.

"Don't watch." Xiao Tang rarely showed such a serious expression on his face, and stretched out his hand to block her screen.

"It doesn't matter," Lan Xingyue shook, avoiding Xiao Tang's hand, her voice didn't fluctuate at all, "I'll just take a look."

Xiao Tang watched her click into Xi Heng's Weibo, and all he saw was questioning, and even Lan Xingyue's fans scolded her for being seductive, and his tone was a bit intolerable: "Xiao Xi, she..."

"She said it was fine."

Lan Xingyue stared at those unbearable words, her eyelashes trembled, and she flicked her hand twice before turning off the screen as if she couldn't stand it.

Rubbing the frame of the phone case, she said as if she was talking to herself: "Xiao Tang, I regret it a bit."

"I can't blame you, who knows..."

"I'm afraid of repeating Lan Xin's mistakes," her voice was low and hoarse, full of exhaustion, she leaned back in the chair, her long hair was scattered lifelessly on her shoulders, Lan Xingyue closed her eyes, "She and Zhang Huajiang When they were together, they were scolded so badly. Zhang Huajiang has won so many awards anyway, and Lan Xin is still a 'normal' couple."

"Don't think about it that way, the Internet atmosphere is different now, and it's much more tolerant."

No matter how much Ren Xiaotang comforted her, Lan Xingyue pursed her lips and remained silent.

Xiao Tang had no choice but to sigh, and patted her on the shoulder: "It's okay, Sister Lin is already in the company, she must have a solution for this matter."

Lan Xingyue's eyes were dark, and the mottled tree shadows outside the window were reflected on her face through the car window.

"Lan Xingyue, how did you promise me?" Lin Yun turned the computer screen to face her, and poked a "click" sound on the screen with a signature pen, making it seem a little noisy in the dead silent room. "Look at the current public opinion on the Internet!"

Lan Xingyue sat on the chair in silence, holding a cup of tea in her hands, and the steam from the tea warmed her cold fingertips through the body of the ceramic cup.

"At the beginning you said you didn't want to be under my tight control and wanted to be free," Lin Yun was furious, and sneered, "Is this the result of your freedom? Didn't you want me to clean up the mess for you?"

"I can handle it." Lan Xingyue lowered her head and clenched her teacup tightly, the surface of the water swayed, trembling with ripples.

"Your solution is to issue a statement, rushing to set a stage for others, right?"

Throwing the pen casually, Lin Yun stood up and walked around the desk, looking down at her, with disappointment in her tone: "It's been so long, why are you still so naive?"

Lan Xingyue took a sip of tea, and didn't respond to Lin Yun's evaluation, nor did she care.

It's just that she thought of those stern words in Xi Heng's Weibo comments, and her expression was still dazed for a moment: "I thought I could control the distance with her, but I couldn't help it..."

Lin Yun looked at her with a complicated expression. Nothing was unusual in the circle. It was not that Lan Xingyue had been hacked before, but no matter how urgent it was, she would discuss it with her.

"Originally, this matter is not complicated. You explain that the two of you met at the dinner party and asked her to help you to the room when you drank too much. But," Lin Yun changed the subject, "Have you read the article? The relationship is so ambiguous, plus the video of the variety show..."

"I won't let her be implicated any longer." Lan Xingyue put down her teacup, casually brushed all her loose long hair back, showing cold and determined eyes.

"The person behind the scenes is very cunning, you can't be sure if he has any other evidence," Lin Yun sounded a warning voice, "The best way is to let Xiaoxi cooperate."

Lan Xingyue shook her head without hesitation: "Don't bother Xiao Xi, I can handle it."

She stood up with her mobile phone, and showed Lin Yun a name from her contacts: "I know who it is, and I want to find her."