Waiting Upon You

The reporters who followed Ling Lang to the scene couldn't help being taken aback when they saw the person who appeared later.

This person is none other than the editor-in-chief of his newspaper office. It is said that he was also a good at grabbing news when he was young.

The editor-in-chief was a bit fat, and Ms. Qiao stared at him desperately, as if to confirm whether he was that person, and her face became more and more ugly.

The editor-in-chief stepped onto the stage, nodded to Ms. Qiao and the audience respectively, then sat down and began to introduce himself.

"I am the editor-in-chief of the entertainment section of Hushuo Morning News. I worked as a reporter for the same newspaper 16 years ago. I was mainly responsible for tracking, secretly filming, and digging out artists' privacy, which is commonly known as paparazzi..."

"He's a liar! He's a liar!" Miss Qiao interrupted sharply. "Don't believe him!"

The editor-in-chief ignored her and continued, "Although my profession generally has a bad relationship with artists, I also have a few friends in the industry in private, and Ms. Qiao is one of them."

When the reporters in the audience heard this, they even paused the hand of the dark shutter. The editor-in-chief and the heroine of this incident actually have such a relationship, so why was it snatched by the rival entertainment newspaper? headlines?

"Of course, paparazzi and entertainers can come together mainly because they are useful to each other. My purpose is to get more news about the entertainment industry through Ms. Qiao, and Ms. Qiao wants to increase the chance of being exposed in the media through me."

"After Ms. Qiao's debut, more than [-]% of the important news was first reported by this newspaper. This is because every time I can get inside information and rush to the scene at the first time."

"In return, I tried my best to win the page for Ms. Qiao. In addition, Ms. Qiao herself has a good appearance and excellent acting skills, so she quickly made her mark among the newcomers."

Ms. Qiao's face was cloudy when she heard this. It was obviously a compliment, but she didn't see her being happy at all.

The editor-in-chief continued, "Miss Qiao was already a well-known young actress when she starred in "The Mermaid's Curse". At this time, in addition to continuing to break the positive news about Miss Qiao, I also had to cover her up. Bad news, that's..."

He took a deep breath. "Her long-term underground relationship with a married person."

"Nonsense!" Everyone could see that Ms. Qiao was flustered at the moment, which was the exact opposite of her performance. The editor-in-chief calmly took out an envelope from his pocket, and the contents inside looked like a thick stack.

"Although you ordered me to destroy evidence at the beginning, unfortunately, I have the habit of keeping my work records. If you continue to question me, I will also consider publishing these photos."

As soon as the editor-in-chief's words came out, the reporters in the audience were very excited. He introduced the actor's identity so vaguely that they all smelled a strong smell of gossip with their keen sense of smell.

But Ms. Qiao seemed to realize this too, so she really shut her mouth and said nothing.

Without her interruption, the editor-in-chief was able to continue speaking smoothly, "But due to a negligence of Ms. Qiao, it aroused the suspicion of the man's spouse. In order to divert the attention of the other party, Ms. Qiao must create the illusion that she has an affair."

As soon as Ling Lang returned to the venue, he caught up with this scene, "So, Ms. Qiao took advantage of Teacher Ling Langling who was working with him at the time, and under the guise of being drunk, let me who had been ambushing in front of the hotel take an ambiguous photo, that is, The one that Miss Qiao showed to everyone just now. Miss Qiao's manager can also testify to this point."

The editor-in-chief's words caused an uproar at the scene, and Ms. Qiao, who was sitting on the stage, looked annoyed, but this time she didn't speak out to refute.

"This photo was originally expected to be published in the newspaper the next morning, but because..." the editor-in-chief paused at this point, as if to choose his words, "The reason explained by the senior just now, this man-made news, was taken by Mr. Ling. Mo's sponsor, that is, Mr. Mo stopped him, and it was not made public."

"Then is Mr. Mo's order to ban Ms. Qiao?" A reporter immediately asked.

"No," the editor-in-chief quickly denied, "In fact, the man's wife has already obtained evidence of their relationship, and she herself is a very influential figure in the industry. At her request, Ms. Qiao's economic company forcibly All public activities of Ms. Qiao were terminated, this matter has nothing to do with Mr. Mo."

Hearing such words, the reporters became even more curious, and all guessed who the second pair of protagonists involved in the incident was. Even Ms. Qiao herself was shocked. This was the first time she had heard the truth, and it was quite different from her guess. .

"Since I was also an insider of Ms. Qiao as a third party, and even played the role of an accomplice in it, the man's wife also put pressure on me through the newspaper. I was once in danger of losing my job, and it was with the help of Mr. Mo that I was able to stay and become the editor-in-chief until today."

The editor-in-chief straightened up, "I know that what I said here today will have a bad impact on me personally and on the reputation of the newspaper, and it will also offend the person involved in this matter, but I must tell the truth , not only to return a favor, but also to return the innocence of innocent people."

Ling Lang listened silently at the end of the crowd. Every time he sat in that position and was watched by others, this was the first time he watched other people's every move from the audience.He always knew that Mr. Mo had done a lot for him, but he just realized today that Mr. Mo had done much more for him than he knew.

The editor-in-chief stood up and bowed deeply to the live broadcast camera off the stage, "Here I am, formally resigning as the editor-in-chief of the entertainment section of Hushuo Morning News. Thank you for taking care of me for a long time. , have nothing to do with this newspaper, thank you everyone.”

The morning newspaper reporter was dumbfounded. Why did his boss suddenly resign while he was talking about it? He watched the editor-in-chief step off the stage, and was about to go up to stop him, but was pushed away from behind.

When the reporter turned around, he saw two policemen in uniform walking through the crowd to the rostrum, and handcuffed a bright pair of handcuffs to Ms. Qiao's wrist in full view.

"Ms. Qiao XX, now I suspect that you are related to the July 7 Hushuo Film and Television City bombing, please come with us."

Everyone was stunned by the ups and downs of the plot, but Ms. Qiao seemed to have expected this scene a long time ago. She didn't argue or struggle. She stood up obediently and walked out under the police's lead.

When they passed by Ling Lang, their eyes met, and there were complex emotions in her eyes that Ling Lang couldn't understand.

"Believe me, I really wanted to blow you up that day," Ling Lang trembled, her voice was not loud, and the scene was so noisy that only a few people nearby could hear it.

"It's a pity..." Her resentful gaze fell on Feng Hao, and she retracted it after a while, and cast it leisurely forward.

"I always thought it was you who ruined my life, but I didn't expect that in the end it was me who reaped the consequences."

After saying this, she left without looking back, followed by swarms of reporters.

The manager rushed over, grabbed Ling Lang and Feng Hao and left, "What are you two still doing here, can you get away in a while?"

Ling Lang was dragged back to Yuanshen by his sudden yank, and the stomach pain that he had been neglecting swept up again, making him gasp and frown.

Of course, this little trick did not escape Feng Hao's piercing eyes, he was immediately held back by Feng Hao.

"Didn't you have breakfast?" he asked succinctly.

Ling Lang hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"What did I tell you yesterday?" His tone was a little harsh.

"... There was an accident, I forgot."

Feng Hao also guessed what his accident was referring to, so he only directed his manager, "Go to the nearby pharmacy to buy some medicine, and I'll take him upstairs to find a room to rest."

Looking at Ling Lang, the agent's expression was not good, and he lost his usual momentum, and actually humiliated Feng Hao, and seeing that the hotel gate was surrounded by reporters, he had no choice but to accept this plan.

"You go up there and wait for me, be careful not to be followed, you know?"

Feng Hao nodded, "I will pay attention."

Ling Lang and Feng Hao waited in the corridor for a while before the assistant arrived with the room card. Feng Hao searched around the room, only various drinks and instant noodles.

"Please go and buy something to eat," Feng Hao told his assistant.

"Oh, well, what do you want?" the assistant asked.

"Something easy to digest, porridge, etc," he said while pouring a cup of hot water for Ling Lang.

The assistant ran away quickly, and finally there were only the two of them left in the room. After Ling Lang drank some water, his expression finally eased.

"No matter what happens, you have to give me breakfast from now on," Ling Lang could hear Feng Hao was a little angry, in the past only when he disobeyed the order of the other party, Feng Hao would use such a tone to him.

Ling Lang didn't dare to make a sound for a long time, and there was a moment of silence in the room.

After a long time, Feng Hao came over, took the cup in his hand, and rubbed his hair with the other hand, "Does it still hurt?"

Ling Lang thought for a while, and answered irrelevantly, "You don't answer my phone."

Feng Hao was amused when he heard that, "I'm busy running around looking for someone."

"I thought you were angry."

"Why am I angry? Because of that report? Didn't you just clarify in front of the media that half of that news is fake?"

Ling Lang raised his eyes and stared at the other person with pitch-black eyes, "Because that news is still half true."

Feng Hao sat down beside him, "So, you want to tell me that you have been taken care of in a real sense?"

"No, it's just that this matter is so unreasonable that it's hard to believe."

"As long as it is what you say, I will believe it."

Ling Lang lowered his head, "I didn't expect you to know Mr. Mo, do you have that kind of relationship with him?"

Feng Hao stared at him with teasing eyes, "What kind of relationship?"

"It's just..." Ling Lang was at a loss for words, he didn't know how to describe the relationship between himself and Mr. Mo, and he couldn't even imagine how the same relationship would appear between Feng Hao and Mr. Mo.

"He is my benefactor," Ling Lang finally said.

"You just said that."

"And a very important person in my life."

Feng Hao listened carefully.

"I have known him for so long, and there is only one dispute, which is about Miss Qiao."

Ling Lang recalled the past, "After the secret filming incident, Mr. Mo forbade me to keep in touch with Ms. Qiao. I thought he was interfering with my freedom of interpersonal communication, but I didn't know until today that he was just protecting me from being used by others."

"He protected me in every possible way, even a little paparazzi came over, but I misunderstood him. I have always regretted not being able to thank him in person. In fact, thinking about it, maybe I owe him an apology."

Feng Hao smiled when he heard this, "Hearing that you value him so much, I really feel a little jealous."

"Sometimes I have the illusion that you are the same person as him, because in some ways you are really similar to him."

"For example?" Feng Hao asked calmly.

"It's gentle for a while, and harsh for a while. To me, it's equally important."

"If you say," Feng Hao stretched the ending a little longer, and finally couldn't help laughing at his own question, "I fell into the river with him at the same time, which one do you save?"

Ling Lang was really thinking about this question seriously. After thinking for a long time, he shook his head, "It's not the same, Mr. Mo is so kind to me, I would rather sacrifice my life to save him ashore."

"what about me?"

Ling Lang looked at him and said word by word, "I am willing to die with you."

He held Feng Hao's hand and knelt down in front of him, "I'm sorry, I've been keeping you a secret about Mr. Mo."

Feng Hao looked at him tenderly, "But I have been hiding it from you."

Ling Lang shook his head again, "You don't need to tell me everything, but I shouldn't have any reservations about you. I didn't confess to you, although it can be said that it was because Mr. Mo and I were innocent, but this It's just a self-deceiving idea. I don't say it because I have a guilty conscience, and I'm afraid that you will know my past."

Feng Hao stroked his cheek, "Then you have no reservations about me now?"

Ling Lang nodded.

Feng Hao smiled, "Since you are so frank, I will also share a secret with you." He leaned down and pressed it to Ling Lang's ear, "I am..."

Before the words finished, Feng Hao's expression changed, and he punched him violently. Ling Lang felt a sudden pain in the corner of his mouth, and Feng Hao knocked him down on the carpet.