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"I was deceived and threatened by my fake good-hearted 'friend' Wei Mingxi. Because I had a word with him, He Lulin took the lead in bullying behind the camera. If the vote at that time was not faked, he would probably be in the last place. I debuted... that's all I know."

The torrential rain continued outside the window, and Ren Shuhan, who had changed into a formal attire according to what her father said, huddled in a corner, drooping her eyelids like a sickly nobleman, and her voice was almost hoarse: "But it must be more than that."

I don't know why Mr. Ren suddenly cared about his son's former teammate after such a long time.

Did he know Xia Zhizhu's "backstage" and was worried about retaliation, or was he simply curious and guilty?

A bolt of lightning struck across the sky, followed by thunder.

Ren Shuhan couldn't understand this, but suddenly couldn't help thinking: As a beneficiary of the bystander, is he also one of the perpetrators?

"Actually it's fine."

Xia Zhizhu said: "I never dared to see any of them before, especially in public, because as long as I see them, those memories will come to me overwhelmingly."

Then he was pierced like a nail, unable to move, and completely turned into a useless idiot who didn't even have a good mouth in front of the camera and thousands of eyes. He was disgusting for no reason.

But before Xi Zhao could reply, Xia Zhizhu suddenly took his hand and turned around, blinking his eyes and took two steps back: "But look, it doesn't matter now."

He can even openly tell Xi Zhao all the details of what happened in the past, because he really doesn't care anymore.

Tat for tat may indeed be a good method, but it is indeed not suitable for Xia Zhizhu.

His library is not such a haunted house theme. Instead of letting those memories be deepened and thickened again and again, occupying more bookshelves, Xia Zhizhu is looking forward to letting them be dusty in a small black room in the corner, giving warmer memories Make room.

Everyone has his own ambitions. Compared with the Earl on Monte Cristo, he obviously chose a more relaxed way of life.

Just like when I was faced with those rumors that were like bedbugs, and I would never give up until I made Xia Zhizhu rotten, if you don't want to harm others or yourself, the best response to this kind of thing is not to respond.

Although it sounds like swallowing your anger, the memory of netizens is always only three seconds, and sometimes the truth is the fuse that really makes public opinion boil.Who cares about justice, everyone will only eat melons, this kind of public relations method is a very cost-effective method, and some people are currently trying to solve the immediate public opinion problem in this way.

And even if there is no summer bamboo in this world, they can still find other plants that look weaker and deceitful.

Here, Xia Zhizhu was not the only victim, and maybe he was luckier, at least he had a trick.

Ren Shuhan also has Bochi.

But they're still not the same.

"Bo Chi's father was killed by those people, and the Ren family also had a share." So he will never give up.

From a long time ago, Bo Chi should have really liked Ren Shuhan, but he still chose a more difficult path after that.

Both Ren Shuhan and Bo Chi wanted justice for their parents who had graciousness.

People who are too greedy will not always have good results.

Will he have it?

"I don't want to judge them, and I don't have that qualification."

Facing the mirror, Bo Chi pushed the tie to the most suitable position, and said calmly, "But I hope they can stand on the stage and accept the judgment from the public."

"What about you?" Song Ci raised her eyebrows, "Who are you going to judge, Ren Shuhan?"

Bo Chi didn't answer.

It's still the same, pretending not to hear when you ask a question you don't want to hear, but is he perfunctory by treating his dearest manager as a reporter?

Song Ci reluctantly and speechlessly took out the cigarette case from his pocket. After thinking about it, he put it back and reminded: "Have you taken the stomach medicine? I'm afraid it will rain later."

"If you don't eat, you will be sleepy."

"..."

Song Ci took a deep breath.

She used to be surprised that Bo Chi was able to talk and laugh at Yan Yan like this with all her enemies for many years, but now she can almost understand-this guy is suppressing his stomach, and now he has Ren Shuhan by his side , he was not willing to hurt the other party, and wanted to live well, so he came to hurt innocent people!

"What are you angry about?" Bo Chi turned around and took her lighter with a smile, "I can only smoke one, be careful of stomach problems."

Song Ci curled her lips, reluctantly accepted the actor's service, and asked seemingly casually: "As you said, you and Mr. Ren are incompatible, why did he dare to send his son to you?"

Even before Bo Chi agreed to help Xi recruit them, Mr. Ren had already shown his weakness.

"He probably didn't dare before, but he should have seen his day ahead of time."

Mr. Ren is not a good person, but he gave birth to the best people in the world.

But Mr. Ren is still the worst.

Let Bo Chi allow Ren Yin to sneak into his protection circle when he didn't know anything, and he hesitated because of Ren Yin's hesitation after knowing the truth, and even today he is still deeply troubled by the constant worry that Ren Shuhan may be forever. Get out of your own terror.

When it comes to calculating people's hearts, Bo Chi thinks he still can't beat him.

"So are you ready to face all this now?"

Bo Chi forgot to answer again.

There are sirens outside the door.

Mr. Ren carefully caressed his skirt and cuffs with his fingertips, and calmly stood up from the sofa.

Ren Shuhan also stumbled and stood up immediately: "Father!"

Maybe it's because she's too smart, but in fact, Ren Shuhan had already expected what happened today.

He knew very well that the Ren family could not completely escape from the exposed incidents, and there were not many surprises in Ren Shuhan's eyes from beginning to end.But when the premonition came true, he was still flustered, at a loss, and scared.

Reassuring, explaining, or asking him when he knew all these things are no longer important, and at this point, it is meaningless to say more.

"Yinyin, don't be afraid," Mr. Ren rubbed his forehead, smiling very calmly, "Protect yourself."

In mid-October, Jiangcheng ushered in a once-in-a-century rainstorm, and the boss of Huashi Films arrested him that night.

After hearing the news, a large number of reporters rushed to the downstairs of Huashi Company and Ren's family, just to get first-hand news about the response of his only son, Ren Shuhan.

Seeing him get up from Zhulou.

Banquet guests.

The building collapsed.

The bell rang twelve o'clock, and the crystal slipper failed. From today on, the title of "Eldest Princess" is just a joke.

Thanks to Mr. Ren for all the preparations, Ren Shuhan is at least decently dressed at the moment.But his father was too conceited, and taught his son so many principles, from human understanding to worldly rules, but he didn't teach Ren Shuhan how to deal with the possible downfall.

The camera, the microphone, the fanatical and eager eyes in front of him are almost the same as when he won the best newcomer award for the first time and stood on the highest podium.

But it was really strange, perhaps because of the rain, for the first time in her life, Ren Shuhan had a draft in advance, and suddenly her mind went blank.

Why can't I speak?

What is he waiting for?

Did he think that someone would really come to rescue him?

there is.

The man also held an umbrella for him.

Through the umbrella surface, the rain mixed with the overwhelming questions around and knocked out a symphony. Ren Shuhan raised her head in confusion, only feeling that the palm of the person holding the umbrella was so cold, as if the only one star of warmth had been passed on to herself .

Bo Chi took his hand and blocked Ren Shuhan behind him.

Mr. Film King once told one of his bosses, Mr. Xi Zhaoxi, that the price of welcoming the princess back is too high, and a simple castle is not enough.

As for the unspoken part, they all know that for Bo Chi, the biggest price is probably at the moment when his revenge is avenged. He may lose Ren Shuhan's love for him forever in the castle he built with his own hands. possible.

But he can't do things that are compulsory, and he pays for his retaliation. Since Bo Chi made Ren Yin's father lose his freedom and glory, he will also pay Ren Yin everything he owns in the future.

Even if he wants your life for another, it doesn't matter?

Um.it does not matter.

The formal suit that was wet by the rain was still propped up on Bo Chi's body properly. He stood in front of countless media microphones, under the flashing lights that were so dazzling that Ren Shuhan almost couldn't stand up straight, he was indifferent, calm, and gambled. All eyes closed and announced: "Hua Shi's spokesperson will be me from today onwards, please ask the right person for all questions."

It rained heavily in Jiangcheng, and it was sunny at night in Yancheng.

It was the night before dawn.

Whether it's love or life, Xi Zhao, Bo Chi, Ren Shuhan, they still don't know the cause and effect of the victory or defeat they are about to face.

The evening breeze in October is cool, especially on the riverside. You need to cuddle closely with the people around you in order to obtain the warmth and truth of being in the world.

"Gu Chenxing is getting married." Xi Zhao suddenly said again.

Xia Zhizhu looked at him belatedly.

Apart from Gu Chenxing, although Yu Jianyi seemed to have no plans, he had already secretly put on Song Ci's wrist the antique bracelet that his grandmother had left him to pass on to his eldest daughter-in-law.

And even though it was absolutely impossible, Mr. He still intentionally made the "blind date" between Lily and Xi Zhao come true, but, of course, after this incident, his value is about to rise again, and now he has changed to a new and better target.

As if giving an example in advance of making a major announcement, Xi Zhao gossiped about Xingyan's few flowers from beginning to end, then turned to look at the people around him, and asked softly, "Xia Zhizhu, do you believe me?"

This answer has not changed since the beginning, but Xia Zhizhu suddenly had some uncertain premonitions at this moment.

He sat quietly on the bench by the river and looked at Xi Zhao, waiting for what the other party would say next.

The other side of Binjiang Road reflects the red and green night scene of half of the city. Behind them, there are palm trees from the south swaying in the wind. In the direction facing Xia Zhizhu, I don’t know if there has been a stop on the reef near the shore. A lost gull.

"My family and everything I saw made me have a strong dislike and doubt about the marriage system. I don't believe that there will be beneficial intimacy between people, and I believe that only by keeping a distance from others Get long-term physical and mental health.

"But after meeting you, my beliefs began to subtly collapse and change. Countless times when I hugged you to sleep at night, when you called my name anywhere in the room, you urged me to open the hidden treasure. That box in the corner of the cabinet, I’m going to ask you for permission so that I can be an ordinary man bound by modern civilization from now on.”

Xi Zhao bent down, and wrapped the overcoat that had been draped all the way around the person in front of him—finally, Xia Zhizhu understood his intention of wearing that suit under the overcoat tonight.

He obviously wanted to laugh at him, but tears fell first.

Xi Zhao, who attaches the most importance to the sense of ritual, looks at the only person he can see in his eyes since he doesn't know when, in the night, on the riverside, under the foreshadowing of the front and back, without accident, in the background of the urban night scene Kneeling on one knee, magically conjured a ring from his fingertips that he had hidden for a long time after quietly measuring the size with cotton thread.

"Maybe after tomorrow I will really lose everything and become a pauper with nothing. But as long as you are by my side, I think I will never admit defeat to anyone including fate."

Xi Zhao lowered his head and kissed the back of his lover's hands on his knees, raised his head to meet his clear eyes, and asked softly, "Xia Zhizhu, are you willing to consider marrying me?"

It's not "Would you like me to take you home?" It's "Would you like me to take you home?"

It is not the unspoken rules of the superiors and subordinates, but the mutual assistance contract between Party A and Party B.

It's not "Do you want to be with me", but "Would you like to be my love interest".

It's not "Will you marry me", it's - "Would you consider marrying me?"

Mr. Xi, who is the most rigid, also emphasizes equality and respect the most.But in fact, he has a lot of careful thoughts. In fact, the meaning of the contract that Xia Zhizhu couldn't understand in the agreement signed by him to deceive others is not as simple as it seems on the surface.

It was a sacrificial agreement with Party A fully dominated by Party B. As long as Xia Zhizhu was willing, he could use that joke-like contract to threaten Xi Zhao to be bound for the rest of his life.

Even though Xi Zhao expressed his admiration too obscurely out of caution and uncertainty at the beginning, in fact, he never regretted the decision he made, even though it was obscure, even with a ridiculous name, It was still a contract of prostitution that he gave to Party B from a long time ago, and Xia Zhizhu couldn't decide whether he wanted it or not.

But today, when Xi Zhao has completely abandoned hesitation, Xia Zhizhu still hasn't learned the real way to use it from the beginning to the end, so Xi Zhao has no choice but to tear off his overly complicated and redundant gift packaging, and ask Xia Zhizhu again. Bamboo presents the simplest core hidden behind the packaging - his heart that beats for him.

Mingming has planned all the important nodes before and after the development of this relationship on the schedule, even if one or two plans are overturned from time to time, the whole still maintains a stable pace towards spending a lifetime together, But after knelt down on one knee, at the moment when he was holding the hand of the proposal object trembling slightly, Xia Zhizhu was suddenly surprised to find that Xi Zhao was still nervous.

It turns out that when you take off the crown bestowed by God, take off the cloak woven with gold silk, and walk down the high steps step by step from the respected throne, His Majesty, the great and mysterious Pope in the legend, is actually just a mortal. In the name of love, he unilaterally sent the lover he wanted to be with for the rest of his life to the top of the cloud and moon that he needed to look up to.

He's such an idiot, isn't he?

Xia Zhizhu, who is regarded as a god by mortals, bent down, held Xi Zhao's cheeks with both hands, and pressed his lips to his eyebrows devoutly, and said the name that had a completely different meaning compared to the original one after a long time. .

"It's an honor, Mr. Xi."