Lord Xi begs for favors online every day

after a few days.

Song Yao came to pick Gu Changqing to the set.

He was editing a text message when the car door was suddenly opened, and he turned to look over.

The visitor was still wearing a black peaked cap and a black mask as usual, with the words "Don't approach strangers" written all over his body.

After getting into the car, Gu Changqing pulled off the mask, let her hair spread out, and neatly draped over her shoulders.

Song Yao glanced at her unpainted side face, and suddenly sighed.

Gu Changqing was so used to it, she didn't bother to turn her head to look at him, and asked, "What's so sad?"

Song Yao said depressedly: "Why don't you wear makeup?"

What a waste of such a good skin.

When Gu Changqing first appeared in the public eye, she became popular for a while.

Just a blurry photo, it went directly to the top of the hot search.

At that time, Song Yao hadn't started to distribute marketing releases yet, and he was also surprised by this for a long time.

I thought this ancestor would become popular no matter what, but word of mouth dropped suddenly.

Suddenly, a lot of insiders broke the news on the Internet.

It is said that her conduct is not good, and the resources in her hands are all obtained by improper means.

Later, he managed to suppress all the negative news, and as a result, this ancestor became famous again.

Last time at the reception, I met a drunkard who wanted to take advantage of it, Gu Changqing directly beat him to the point of bleeding.

That scene also caused a lot of shadow for him.

He has also brought many artists, and he has never seen such arrogance.

Artists from other houses maintain their personalities and reputations every day, for fear of being caught by someone.

This ancestor is good, he doesn't care about reputation at all.

Song Yao went to clean up her Weibo every day, and it was full of insults.

She thought she would be unbearable, but the person concerned turned off the phone calmly, without saying a word of grievance.

Gu Changqing closed her eyes and said in a tired voice, "No time."

"Stayed up late again?" Song Yao asked.

She hummed softly, took out a candy from her bag, tore off the wrapping paper and put it in her mouth.

The faint mint flavor melted in the mouth, and I felt a lot more awake in an instant.

Song Yao didn't continue to ask her, and silently lowered the seat for her to rest.

He sent her to the set, gave some instructions, and then drove away.

Gu Changqing doesn't have many roles, just a few small shots, and he can leave after filming.

Back at the hotel, she put a tub of hot water for herself, and after lying down, she closed her eyes comfortably.

A soothing music sounded beside her ears, Gu Changqing opened her eyes and picked up the phone.

Song Yao's anxious voice came from the other end: "Something happened!"

Gu Changqing lazily rolled her eyelids, "What's wrong?"

"Someone broke the news on the Internet!"

"What material?" Gu Changqing changed his posture to hold the phone.

Song Yao continued: "A big V said that you pushed Gu Yubing down the stairs before, which made her unable to dance for the rest of her life. Now the Internet is basically scolding you. There are black fans who have found your hotel, so don't do it later. Come out, I'm driving towards you."

Gu Changqing hung up the phone, opened Weibo, and the first hot search was about her.

"The truth about Gu Yubing's injury back then!"

The big V said it with a nose and eyes, and there were many witnesses who stood up before the comment.

Now her Weibo has exploded, and it's all private messages to scold her.

"Is such a person worthy of staying in the entertainment industry? What about his face?"

"Boycott bad stars!" Our family Yubing's injuries will never be repaired.

"It's still a sister, who can make such a ruthless hand."

"..."

The popularity of the topic has remained high, and some black fans have exposed the hotel she was in on the Internet.

Now is the Internet age, it is easy to find something.

So her room number must have been exposed as well.

She couldn't wait any longer, she had to escape first.

Walking to the balcony and looking around, there are two rooms on the floor where she is, and they are all in an L-shaped layout.

There is only one meter between the balcony of the next room and hers, and there is something like a pedal in the middle, from which she can enter the next room and then go out.

Gu Changqing went into the room and found a pair of scissors, cut the bed sheet into two, tied a knot to make a rope, tied one end to her waist, and tied the other end to the pillar of the balcony.

She still has to think about her own safety. Although the distance is not long, this is the tenth floor. If one accidentally falls, she may be paralyzed.

She didn't expect a piece of news to come out at that time: Gu Changqing was so scared by black fans that he jumped off the building.

So humiliating.

Gu Changqing hugged the stone pillar and rolled over to the outside of the balcony bit by bit, stretched out her foot to step on the pedal, then switched her left hand to the stone pillar on the opposite balcony, and moved her body over neatly.

After flipping into the balcony, she untied the bed sheet from her body, slipped and fell directly on the floor before taking two steps.

Gu Changqing groaned in pain, and stood up from the ground with a wrinkled face. What caught her eyes was her tight and firm abdominal muscles.

She swallowed, and looked up to see a delicate handsome face, with a few wet hairs on her forehead, a drop of water slipped down, along the bridge of his high nose, and dripped to the ground.

The man's eyelashes are long, thick and black, and his slightly pursed thin lips are slightly chilly.

The aura around him was gloomy, with a bit of alienation.

Suddenly, Gu Changqing's head was covered with a towel, and she stretched out her hand to tear it off.

The man in front of him had already put on his bathrobe, which was tightly wrapped from neck to calf.

The man tightened his belt slowly, his dark and deep eyes swept across her face, "You are?"

Gu Changqing stood up, patted the dust off her body, with an unnatural expression: "I'm next door, and now there are my black fans at the door, so I had to turn over."

"Get out." The man turned around with disgust on his face.

Gu Changqing was not clear about the situation outside, so he hesitated for a while.

Seeing her not moving, the man thought she was just hanging on, and approached her slowly, with a mocking smile on his lips: "Why, do you want to stay with me?"

Gu Changqing knew he was wrong, not only broke into other people's room, but also took a good look at his upper body. Cough cough
She glared at him quickly and ran to the door. As soon as she opened the door, she saw the black powder coming from the corridor, and closed the door abruptly.

She was leaning against the door, her heart beating non-stop. If she was found after going out from here, wouldn't it be even more difficult to tell?
"that."

At this time, the man sitting on the sofa looked at her, his expression was still as cold as before.

Gu Changqing said cautiously, "Can you lend me something to cover your face?"

She looked embarrassed, she had treated others like that just now, but now she had to ask him for help, so she could only speak softly.

The man sneered, "I've seen a lot of tricks like yours, let's change it."

Gu Changqing was so angry that he vomited blood, this person is too narcissistic.
Gu Changqing put his eyes on the man on the sofa, he looked really extraordinary, the people who can live here are either rich or expensive, as for the appearance, cough cough, it is indeed stunning.

She walked over and introduced actively: "My name is Gu Changqing. There are indeed my black fans at the door. I don't want to be seen by them. I hope that sir can help me with this."

The man's hand flipping through the book paused, and he looked up at her with playful eyes, "Why do you think I will help you?"

Gu Changqing was neither humble nor overbearing, "Sir is not an ordinary person, you probably don't want to appear on the entertainment headlines with me tomorrow, right?"

The man closed the magazine with his slender fingers, and leaned back lazily, "I don't care."

This answer really surprised Gu Changqing. Who is this person? He is not afraid of those entertainment media spreading rumors.

She collected her expression, pretended to be indifferent and said: "Okay then, I'm leaving."

A slender hand rested on the doorknob, but did not move.

After waiting for a while, a voice finally came from behind, "There is a sunglasses in the drawer next to it, take it yourself."

Gu Changqing opened the drawer, and there were indeed two sunglasses inside. She took one casually, turned around and thanked him, "Thank you."

She put on her sunglasses, opened the door and ran, not daring to breathe until she got into the elevator.

He Che stood respectfully at the door of the luxurious presidential suite.

"Those people have been evacuated just now."

Xi Jingcheng put on a bow tie and hummed lightly.

He Che hesitated and said, "Master Xi, there was a woman just now."

Xi Jingcheng glanced over, quite impatiently.

He Che tactfully shut up immediately, but he really couldn't figure it out. The sunglasses that the woman was wearing just now clearly belonged to Mr. Xi. They were limited edition worldwide and also had Mr. Xi's exclusive logo on them.

But why is it on a woman's face?

Could it be that something good for their Master Xi is about to happen?

Xi Jingcheng glanced at He Che who was in a daze, and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Only then did He Che come to his senses, "I have something to do, the big room sent someone to make an appointment."

Xi Jingcheng sneered, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, "It seems that Mingcheng hasn't let go of this piece of meat yet."

He Che replied: "Then I will refuse."