Quickly wear the sinister villain, let go of my tail

After Song Guo's explanation, the arrogant atmosphere between Song Tao and Ding Siyuan eased somewhat.

"Brother Siyuan, I've been a fan of you since before you officially debuted. I believe in you. You will never become that despicable plagiarist. I have no doubts about your character and talent. You must be innocent and have a clear conscience."

Song Guo's tone became more and more passionate, his emotions surged like the tide, and he couldn't help but hold his lover's hand tightly, as if he wanted to convey endless strength and support through this action.

So, A Yuan, please don't have any thoughts of committing suicide! Song Guo shouted silently in his heart, hoping that his voice could penetrate the layers of fog and reach the wounded heart of his lover.

He longed to use this firm belief to inspire the courage deep in his heart, so that he could cheer up and get out of his current predicament.

Little fans have been following him!

Ding Siyuan felt like a deer was running around in his heart. This sudden realization made him feel extremely happy, and his heart started beating wildly, as if it was going to jump out of his throat.

But his face showed no sign of hurt at all, and he tried his best to maintain his injured image.

Song Guo looked at his lover worriedly. His eyes, which were originally as clear as a stream, were now shrouded in dark clouds of worry and anxiety, deep and heavy.

Ding Siyuan slowly lowered his head, afraid that he would not be able to maintain the gloomy expression under the gaze of his little fans.

Ding Siyuan's long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if carrying endless sorrow.

But his fingers moved quietly, gently kneading the soft little hand of the little fan beside him.

Hmm... so soft! This feeling is like touching a soft cloud, soft and warm, Ding Siyuan couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

He kneaded it carefully, fearing that if he used too much force, he would destroy this wonderful feeling. Every touch brought a burst of pleasant electricity throughout his body, making him intoxicated and unable to extricate himself.

Song Guo, who was worried about his lover, did not notice his lover's little actions. He repeatedly considered what words to say in his mind, wondering how to make his lover happy and cheer up.

"Thank you, Guoguo! But no one believes me. I can't hold on any longer." Ding Siyuan showed a smile that was uglier than crying. The corners of his mouth drooped slightly, forming a bitter and heavy arc, as if silently telling the unspeakable loss and pain deep in his heart.

His eyes were hollow and deep, like a bottomless dry well, filled with endless despair and sorrow. It was a heartbreaking look, as if he had lost hope and confidence in life.

Song Tao looked at Ding Siyuan and her face twitched.

She muttered to herself: Is Ding Siyuan pretending to be pitiful? With this expression and this acting, even an Oscar winner would say it's awesome!

It seems that singing has really hindered him from acting, which is a great loss to the entertainment industry.

"A Yuan, don't be sad. I will definitely clear your name. That Zhong Jiayan doesn't look like a good person. I will definitely find evidence."

Song Guo looked at the tall, handsome but lonely man in front of him with heartache, and couldn't help but stretch out his arms to hug him tightly, and whispered to comfort him. His hands gently patted Ding Siyuan's broad and solid back, as if to pass all his warmth and strength to him.

Ding Siyuan silently felt Song Guo's embrace. He was excited and ecstatic in his heart, but his face showed a sad expression. He buried his head deep in Song Guo's neck, as if he wanted to draw some courage and support from him.

Ding Siyuan smelled a faint fragrance from Song Guo, and the fragrance lingered at the tip of his nose. It was a unique pine aroma, fresh and soothing, making people feel peaceful and relaxed.

Ding Siyuan suddenly felt a strong curiosity, and he began to imagine what it would be like if the little fan had his scent on her body. He couldn't help but close his eyes, and the cute little fan's figure appeared in his mind. He imagined that the little fan was wearing his clothes, or that after close contact with him, his unique scent was left on her body.

The fragrance mixed with his breath will surely make people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

Although this idea was a bit crazy, it made him have more expectations and yearnings for his little fans.

His heart was filled with an irrepressible desire, and he wished he could immediately take this cute and charming little fan home, hide him under his protection, and make him a precious treasure that belonged to him alone.

This impulse was like a burning flame, hot and strong, driving him to take action and make the little fan his own.

Ding Siyuan imagined the scene of spending a wonderful time with his little fans, and his heart was full of anticipation and excitement.

Before he had time to feel the warmth in the little fan's arms, a huge force separated Ding Siyuan and Song Guo. Song Tao's eyes were blazing and she looked at Ding Siyuan with gritted teeth.

"Ding Siyuan, stop it. Don't think I don't know you're secretly taking advantage of Guoguo. Guoguo, let's go! We don't want to get in touch with this kind of man with bad intentions."

This man is so bold that he dares to take advantage of Guoguo right under her nose. He doesn't know whether he is living in danger or not.

Song Guo stood still and begged Song Tao, "Sister, Brother Siyuan is in a really bad mood right now. I can't just leave it alone. I can't do it!"

Song Tao is on the verge of going berserk. What kind of magic potion did Ding Siyuan give Guo Guo to make his own brother want to stay with him so much?

Ding Siyuan did not stop her, nor did he have the right to stop her. "Sister Tao, do you also think that I plagiarized? That's why you don't want Guoguo to have contact with me, for fear that I will lead him astray. You have been with me for so long, don't you know me well?"

These casual words made Song Tao stop.

Song Guo was stunned, then shook her head. No, my sister is A Yuan's agent, how could she believe a few words on the Internet.

"Brother Siyuan, don't think like that. My sister and I are on your side."

Song Tao glanced at Ding Siyuan and took a deep breath. Very good! He won! It must be said that Ding Siyuan understood her.

She and Ding Siyuan are now in the same boat. She was attracted by Ding Siyuan's talent and went against all odds to cultivate him. She spent so much time and energy and invested so much in Ding Siyuan's training. She will not give up on Ding Siyuan, or rather, she cannot give up.

"I won't stop Guoguo from becoming your assistant, but there is one thing: you have to keep your distance from Guoguo." Song Tao gave in.

"Okay! It's a deal." As long as he keeps Guoguo by his side, it's only a matter of time to take him home.