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Qiao Xing lived in the studio for three days, and his assistant Chen Qi seemed to notice something was wrong and came to ask him.

"Boss... did you quarrel with Mr. Wen?"

"No, we are getting a divorce."

"I mean..." Chen Qi whispered, "Another Mr. Wen."

"..."

"I read something about you on the Internet. It's true that the sister-in-law and brother are together, but this life is my own after all. If it is caused by Mr. Wen's accusation..."

"Okay, okay," Qiao Xing slapped his assistant, "Don't guess."

"No, if there is any misunderstanding or something, you have to deal with it quickly? You have been in a rough relationship for so many years, it's hard..."

"I don't want to deal with it for the time being, and I don't want to ask." Qiao Xing hurried away, "Go for a walk, go to work, or your salary will be deducted."

Chen Qi turned around helplessly and returned to his post.

With the office door closed, Qiao Xing sat on the boss's chair and thought about Wen Changrong for a while, and Wen Changze for a while—in the end, he forced his attention back to his work.

Clicking on the Weibo interface, the number of Qiao Xing's Weibo followers is still tens of thousands according to yesterday's rate, and according to this popularity, it will continue to rise for quite a while.

I have to say that although Qi Da's singing level is really not good, his traffic is considerable.

The program team just announced that he will be cooperating with Qi Da next week. Qiao Xing, whose fan base has soared a lot because of the topic of 'red and white roses', has climbed to a new peak. His hard work after appearing on variety shows is also useful. The creative ability of lyrics and music has won the favor of some passers-by. Yesterday, with the help of the two, Qiao Xing was on the hot search for the first time because of his career.

No matter what the process is, Qiao Xing is now considered a certain famous person, as long as there are no mistakes in the follow-up, the future is boundless.

Thinking of this, Qiao Xing's heart, which was messed up because of the messy relationship, also had some comfort.

However, if things are going smoothly, there will always be some disturbances. Two days later, Qiao Xing received a call from an uninvited guest.

There was no note on the number, and it belonged to the small county town B that Qiao Xing was very familiar with. The name of his hometown, which he hadn’t seen for a long time, made him pause. key, pull the black conveniently.

After a few minutes like this, another call from City B came. Qiao Xing kept hanging up and blacking it out, but the owner of the phone was obviously determined to get him through, and the phone was still ringing after blocking four or five numbers. , There is a great momentum to never give up if you don't get through.

"Hello," Qiao Xing picked up the phone viciously, "Is there something wrong?!"

"..." The other side didn't seem to expect that he would speak so fiercely, he was taken aback for a moment, and then whispered, "Little Qiao, it's me... Auntie."

"Oh." Qiao Xing's voice softened a bit, but he wasn't too angry.

His real relatives had already passed away in the car accident many years ago, and the so-called "relatives" had already wiped out their warmth because of the huge compensation and all kinds of years.

"We came to City A. Auntie remembers that your studio is near XX University? We arrived at the gate, but the studio is gone. Have you moved? Where are you now?"

"What's the matter?" Qiao Xing was not polite at all.

"Auntie brought some local eggs..."

"I'm abroad now, and I can't collect any local eggs."

"Oh, you've all gone abroad? It's really popular. I heard that there are hundreds of people talking about you on the Internet..."

"I'm very busy, I have something to talk about."

"...As expected of a person who is on fire, he has so many things to do every day, and he has no time to deal with poor relatives like us." Probably Qiao Xing was not polite at all, and he was also upset over there, and then said straight to the point, "Your uncle recently Lost some money in business..."

"No money."

"Qiao Xing!" The other side seemed to be annoyed by his attitude, and he yelled angrily before holding back, "Why are you like this, don't forget that your father lent us..."

"I paid back all the money my father owed to you three years ago, including the principal and interest, and the IOUs have been torn up. Is there anything wrong?"

"Then we borrowed money from your father, isn't it love? Now..."

"Okay, you call loan sharks love? Do you remember what you said when you came to me three years ago?"

"You..." The other side was anxious, "Qiao Xing, you are so popular now that you think you are great, right? Let me tell you..."

Qiao Xing hung up the phone directly.

The phone was thrown on the table and made a little bumping sound. Looking at the recorded records on the phone, Qiao Xing felt irritated. People's births cannot be chosen, and those who have such a little blood relationship with him can't choose whether they are good or bad.

He doesn't hate his hometown and parents, but he really hates this group of so-called "relatives" who jump eight feet away when you are down, and cling to you when you are high.

……

Qiao Xing was still a little concerned about the phone call yesterday, but he also thought that the aunt's family couldn't play with mobile phones, and he didn't know what Weibo was, so he looked down on it.

Qiao Xing made some preparations, but he didn't expect his aunt to move so fast, and with the support of his flow, their family can't do anything, but most people help them.

Early the next morning, a video that looked crude but extremely real appeared on the Internet.

The plainly dressed woman supported her lame husband standing on the cold street, shivering and said that Qiao Xing could not be found, that Qiao Xing was raised by them after her parents died at the age of 13, and now that her husband is sick, but Qiao Xing cannot be contacted , the woman also called Qiao Xing several times in front of the reporter, but it showed that she was unable to get through or was busy, apparently she was blacklisted.

This is not over yet, the woman behind also took out a photo of Qiao Xing working as the front desk in the hotel many years ago, and Qiao Xing's jerky appearance in his hometown when he was seventeen or eighteen years old.

"We are really his relatives, these photos are not available on the Internet..." the woman said.

The act of the woman taking out the photo seemed to prove her identity, but anyone who has read gossip in the entertainment industry knows that once the past photos are pulled out, there will inevitably be a topic-plastic surgery.

Because Qiao Xing asked his employees to pay more attention in advance, he was woken up by a call from his assistant at seven o'clock in the morning. After watching the entire video, he knew the seriousness of his situation.

Fortunately, it was a small media that first launched this video. When Qiao Xing got up at 2000 o'clock, the video had more than [-] reposts. The assistant hurriedly contacted the original media, and finally offered a sky-high price for deletion.

Before the two parties can discuss the money, it is too late to delete it.

Qiao Xing is now in the period when he is becoming popular, and topics related to him have hits. Many related media are like flies smelling rotten meat, rushing to forward the news without going to work.

He can buy one family, but he can't buy them all, right?Qiao Xing had only one word to say about this.

"Boss, let's send a lawyer's letter now, and then you come to the company and explain the whole story, we will find a way to publicize..." At this point, the assistant paused again, and said falteringly, "I think the matter is relatively big, Why don't you contact Mr. Wen? "

"Contact a fart." Qiao Xing said, "Find a way by yourself."

……

Qiao Xing came to the studio with a messy mind, thinking about how to clean himself up on the basis of not being miserable, but Chen Qi came up with a sigh of relief and said, "Mr. Wen will deal with it first."

"?"

Qiao Xing opened Weibo in confusion, but saw that the media that had just forwarded it quickly deleted the blog, and there was a row of yellow words on the Weibo that had not been deleted [This Weibo has been reported as false news, waiting for proof from both sides]. In addition, the forwarding speed of the first Weibo post has obviously slowed down, and it seems that it has been restricted.

Qiao Xing clicked on the news apps on his phone. Only a few apps sent this news, and most of them stated at the beginning of the news that passers-by should look at it objectively and wait for the truth.

The situation is under control.

"...Wen Changrong reacted so quickly, didn't he sleep?" Qiao Xing muttered.

"The photo of you and Wen Changze was also very fast before," Chen Qi said, "The Weibo that smeared you was deleted within 5 minutes after it appeared."

After speaking, Chen Qi added: "However, the people's enthusiasm for gossip seems to be uncontrollable."

"……"All right.

Qiao Xing held his mobile phone and looked at it for a while. Weibo is also a system of whoever speaks and who gives evidence. It seems that there is no evidence that he once supported Qiao Xing. In addition, the original Weibo was restricted. Things were suppressed unexpectedly quickly.

The public relations department called Qiao Xing again to explain the situation. If things get worse next time, they will write a soft article again on the grounds of "superior relatives suck blood". In the [-]s, if it was done well, it could in turn increase Qiao Xing's popularity.

--Amazing.

Qiao Xing sighed.

Although this matter was quickly suppressed, and the PR department also said that they would send someone to keep an eye on it, Qiao Xing still paid attention to the development of the matter all morning and noon.

In the afternoon, Wen Changrong came to the studio.

I haven't seen him for a few days. I don't know if it's Qiao Xing's illusion. He always feels that Wen Changrong has lost weight and his complexion is not very good.

But... the man raised his eyes and looked at his paralyzed face, which made people feel that nothing was wrong.

Wen Changrong did his best in the morning's affairs, and Qiao Xing couldn't put on a cold face. The assistant served hot tea, and the two sat face to face.

Wen Changrong stared at him for a few seconds, seeing that there was no sad expression on his face, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and said again: "I heard about that incident, let me see how you are, and by the way, discuss future public relations..."

Before the words finished, Qiao Xing's cell phone rang again.

Still a familiar place of belonging.

Qiao Xing was so angry that his teeth itched immediately, and he picked up the phone.

"Hey."

"Did you see that video?" the woman said, "If you don't want to make things worse, you can give it to me..."

"Damn you." Qiao Xing said, "Get out."

"Joe..."

"Do you think modern people are all idiots? Or was it back when you could turn white into black with just one mouth?"

These words seemed to irritate the woman on the other side of the phone, she paused, and shouted loudly, "Qiao Xing, don't forget what happened to your father back then, the photo is still in our hands..."

"Photos?" Qiao Xing's voice also became louder, "I didn't give you money for the photos back then, what was the extra 100 million I gave you three years ago?!"

"You can figure it out." The woman said, "Anyway, this time I brought all the employees your father harassed, and she said she was willing to testify..."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone over there.

Qiao Xing's face turned pale for a moment, Wen Changrong stared at him and asked, "Are you being threatened?"

"...No." Qiao Xing forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and replied, "No."

"Did you suffer from anxiety attacks because of this incident three years ago? Didn't you tell me after three years? Can you solve it alone?"

Qiao Xing's chest rose and fell, but he didn't make a sound.

Wen Changrong said: "Today is different. If what they threaten you is really serious, it will be a devastating blow to your career."

"..." Qiao Xing clenched his hands deeply, and his nails left traces on his palms. After a long while, he said, "He has a photo of my father...touching a female employee in the company."

"..." Wen Changrong paused, and asked, "Did you suffer from anxiety three years ago because of this threat?"

"Not only that, but also my brother...the situation was not good at that time, you know."

"Then why didn't you tell me?" Wen Changrong said, "I only knew that they used the IOU to ask you to pay the money, but I didn't know there was such a thing. I remember that the money I paid was... 50 yuan?"

"I paid back 100 million as a hush money later." Qiao Xing lowered his head, "I don't know how to tell you that my dad harassed the female employees, but I don't want this to be exposed? Come on, I'm here with you In his eyes, he was just selling ass, and then exposed this..."

Wen Changrong's eyes fell on his face, he pursed his lips, and said, "Then do you think your father... really did it?"

"No, my father and my mother have always had a good relationship. He is not like this kind of person, but they have photos in their hands."

"Yeah." Wen Changrong nodded and said, "Leave this matter to me then."

"..." Qiao Xing didn't speak.

"Don't be afraid." The man said softly.

This sound seemed to overlap with a certain moment many years ago. Qiao Xing raised his head and his eyes fell on Wen Changrong's face.

He lowered his head again, took a deep breath, and said: "Then you remember the cost of handling this matter. After I make money, I will pay you back. I will also remember the favor, and I will remember to pay it back." .”

"..." Wen Changrong didn't seem to expect him to say that, and was taken aback for a moment.

"Do you need any evidence I provided? For example, back then..."

"...Well." Wen Changrong said, "Let me contact the PR department."

……

The chat lasted until six o'clock in the afternoon, Wen Changrong came out of the studio, Qiao Xing sent the man into the car, and the two waved goodbye strangely.

Wen Changrong's face seemed exhausted, and the driver asked, "Sir, where are you going?"

"Go to the banquet." Wen Changrong rubbed his forehead and said, "I can't escape anyway."

……

A boring business dinner.

The hall is brightly lit, and the cups of wine are intertwined.

Unfamiliar or familiar faces gathered in the hall, and Wen Changrong felt tired for no reason when he saw them.

He was really tired this day, the psychotherapy in the morning, Qiao Xing's matter in the afternoon, during which he asked for leave for two days to deal with the phone calls, and he hadn't rested since he opened his eyes at seven in the morning. I don't know how long to deal with.

Walking into the hall, there are fragrant pastries on the long table. Wen Changrong didn't eat dinner today. He should be hungry at the moment, but he has no desire to eat when he sees these foods. He wants to go home more than the sweet and greasy pastries. Have a bowl of porridge and sleep.

Of course, that's just a luxury, and now I have to stuff something into my stomach if I don't want to eat anymore.

"Sir, your wine." The waiter was very perceptive, and Wen Changrong brought the wine within a few minutes after he came in.

There were all kinds of wine on the tray, Wen Changrong turned his head to take a look, and chose the red wine he drank most often as usual.

"Thank you."

"Slow use."

After the pastry was finished, someone came forward soon, Wen Changrong exchanged a few words, took a sip of wine, and before the conversation was over, another person came beside him.

The man subconsciously glanced sideways, but saw a familiar person walking.

Shen Qinlan.

The Shen family has gone bankrupt, but the young people at the banquet were still tidied up properly, but they lost their former nobility, they could only be considered clean, and few people gave them a look along the way.

They haven't seen each other for many days. The last time Shen Qinlan released Qiao Xing's photo, the two of them had a complete breakdown. Wen Changrong said what he said at the beginning, and he did what he said. I have never met the Shen family, let alone gave the Shen family a penny.

Relationships are naturally rigid.

Now it was at the banquet, seeing the young man walking towards him, Wen Changrong could not say anything directly, so he just turned his side slightly with the wine glass as a sign of refusal.

The man's refusal was so obvious, but Shen Qinlan still came up, waiting aside with a wine glass in his hand.

Seeing this, the man who was chatting with Wen Changrong quickly ended the topic and walked away, and the person who was looking at this side and planned to come up also stopped temporarily.

Shen Qinlan held the wine glass and refused to budge, and everyone who was present at the time had heard of the two people at the time. It would be annoying, so it's better to watch from the sidelines.

Wen Changrong naturally knew what everyone was worried about. Seeing that Shen Qinlan was not going to leave, he pretended not to see the young man who was standing under his nose, and turned around to walk in another direction.

"Evergreen, long time no see."

The wine glass was handed to his chest, obviously, Shen Qinlan didn't intend to cooperate with him.

"..." Wen Changrong didn't speak.

Everyone held up their wine glasses and seemed to be chatting, but in fact they all pricked up their ears to listen to the conversation between the two. This banquet is also a battlefield. If they can hear something, it will be a small talk after dinner, and it may become a bargaining chip in the future if it is serious. one.

"It's been a long time, don't you want a drink?" Shen Qinlan said again.

"...No." Wen Changrong looked indifferent, took half a step back, turned around and walked away.

The man brushed against the young man's shoulder, leaving only a faint smell of men's perfume in the air. Shen Qinlan tightened his fingers holding the wine glass, turned slightly sideways, and saw the man's tall and straight back.

"Evergreen." Shen Qinlan called.

"..."

"Evergreen, Joe..."

Wen Changrong turned around.

There were too many people in this place, and the man's expression didn't change much at first glance, but the slightly gathered gap between his eyebrows undoubtedly showed his displeasure.

Shen Qinlan took two steps forward with the wine glass in hand, and said in a volume that could only be heard by the two of them: "Evergreen, I want to talk to you."

"..." Wen Changrong raised his eyes and landed on the young man's face, but he didn't raise his glass to respond to the wine in the young man's hand, but said blankly, "What are you talking about?"

"It's between us."

"Isn't the chat over?" Wen Changrong said, "I thought the Wen family's voluntary selling of all stocks at the final stage would have answered everything between us."

"...It's just about career, you said what would be the consequence of me touching Qiao Xing, I remember."

"That?"

"Our relationship for so many years." Shen Qinlan's chest rose and fell, his eyes fell on the man's gray pupils, and he said softly, "Is there always something to talk about?"

Wen Changrong's pupils became more transparent under the light, like a mechanical color without waves.

"I sent you a text message about the reason for the breakup, and I thought I explained it clearly enough."

"I'm not going to talk about this."

"That is?"

"Let's go to the box and talk," Shen Qinlan said, "Let's talk, we can always solve it..."

"We don't have any problems to solve." Wen Changrong's eyes fell on the young man, and he seemed to understand what the young man wanted to talk about, so he shook his head decisively, "There is no need to talk."

"..." The young man's teeth were clenched together for an instant, and the hand holding the wine glass could be seen to be exerting force, almost losing his composure.

Shen Qinlan seldom showed such an appearance in public, but he couldn't help it at this moment, because although they had 'broken' many times, they were not as straightforward as Wen Changrong promised.

"Evergreen..." Shen Qinlan took a deep breath, "I had contacted Qiao Xing's relatives in private a few years ago."

"..." Wen Changrong paused.

"I've also seen what happened to him recently." Shen Qinlan said, "You and I go to the box, and I'll tell you what I know."

The purpose of Shen Qinlan's words should not be too obvious. Wen Changrong looked at him without moving.

"It's about his parents."

In this way, Wen Changrong raised his eyes to look at him, "Lead the way?"

The goblet with only liquid left at the bottom was placed outside the door, and the two entered the box together.

Pale red wallpaper, dim lights, the decoration of the hotel boxes is always a bit ambiguous, the door is closed, Wen Changrong walked to the sofa, and asked straight to the point.

"What did you just say?"

"Listen to what I have to say before I..."

"You talk first." Wen Changrong looked at him, his tone seemed to be irresistible. Since he had chosen to come to the box, he couldn't fail to guess what Shen Qinlan's fundamental purpose was.

Shen Qinlan glanced at Wen Changrong, probably because it was relatively hot in the box, the young man unbuttoned the two collar buttons, and said, "Qiao Xing's father is not a good man."

"How to say?"

"I don't know the details, but when Qiao Xing's relatives talked about his father, they curled their lips, as if there was some big scandal."

"What exactly didn't tell you?"

"...No, I just vaguely said that it has something to do with the company."

Wen Changrong thought for a while and nodded. "Um."

"I heard that Qiao Xing's family used to have a small company. Later, the bankrupt employees couldn't pay their wages, and they were chased for debts."

"Yeah." Wen Changrong already knew this.

"You said before that my views on employees are different from yours. Evergreen, you... probably don't like Qiao Xingjia's practice of disregarding the lives of employees."

"It depends on the analysis of the situation. It is true that we owe employees, but subjectively..." Wen Changrong didn't bother to explain too much, and just asked, "What do you want to talk about?"

"...We have known each other for 15 years so far."

"Ah."

"We are so familiar, there is no problem that can't be solved," Shen Qinlan poured wine for the two of them, and sat next to Wen Changrong, "You said before that we have disagreements, I thought about it, we haven't seen each other for so many years, it's normal to have differences , I can try to change..."

"It's not necessary, and you can't change it." Wen Changrong didn't take the drink from the young man, but said, "Our differences didn't come about later, they existed from the very beginning."

I don't know if it was because the air conditioner in the private room was turned on too low, but Wen Changrong also felt a little hot, and his mouth was dry.

The man looked up at the surrounding decorations, and realized that it might be because of something added to the air conditioner in the box.

Thinking of this, Wen Changrong sat a little further away, poured the boiled water on the table and took a sip.

Shen Qinlan leaned closer, "Evergreen, we..."

"The first time I met you, the reason why I went up to strike up a conversation was because I saw the occasional bruises on your wrist." Wen Changrong said, "After getting to know us later, I felt that there were some similarities between us, for example, we were originally inconspicuous. Status, for example, even if you go home, you are still in an awkward situation."

"..."

"It doesn't make any sense to say that at the beginning, I still feel sorry for you when I think about it now, but it doesn't mean that I still like it now..."

"Okay." Shen Qinlan interrupted the man's words in a loud voice, as if he didn't want to hear it.

Wen Changrong raised his eyes to look at him, and saw that the button of the young man's shirt had been unbuttoned to the third, exposing his beautiful collarbone and a small piece of chest.

The air was very hot, and there was a sweet scent of flirting in his breath. Shen Qinlan put his hands on the sofa beside the man, and his brown pupils fell on the man's eyes. He knew what he liked and where his sexual fetishes were. The dim light , the heat of the skin, the right body...

"Stop talking about that." Shen Qinlan said, "We..."

The two were within walking distance, but Wen Changrong stretched out his hand to block him.

The blocking didn't stop, the man probably realized that something was wrong, so he pushed him away from the spot with a little effort.

Shen Qinlan barely took two steps back before standing still, his face seemed to be angry, but he still smiled with the corners of his mouth open.

"What? You don't even want to have sex?"

Wen Changrong stood up with a cold face, "We have already broken up. You said that you just wanted to chat with me, not that you want to do this kind of thing."

"Don't you just like to do this kind of thing? Do you still care about breaking up or not?" Shen Qinlan said, "We broke up before, but you didn't..."

"It was then."

"What's the difference now?" Shen Qinlan laughed back angrily, "You want to say it's because of Qiao Xing? Weren't you also with Qiao Xing back then?"

"I really didn't take it seriously at the time." The sweet scent made Wen Changrong feel a little uncomfortable. The man rubbed his forehead and said, "It's different now..."

"Why is it different?"

"The nurturing relationship between me and Qiao Xing lasted for too long, and I couldn't break away from my original role for a while. I still acted according to my old habits, so you and I..." Wen Changrong said, "but it's different now. , I am no longer in a nurturing relationship with him. I know this better than anyone else. During this time, I have been getting along with the idea of ​​being a husband and wife with him. He said that he doesn’t want me to do this again, and I shouldn’t. Do."