Don't raise green tea to attack the best actor as a stand-in

But in one night, public opinion fermented rapidly. Countless fans and entertainment big V started @林飞羽, asking Lin Feiyu for an explanation, but Lin Feiyu never responded.

Cui Xue, Su Mingming, and Chen Xiaoxin stood up and said a few nice words to Lin Feiyu and Song Ran, and they were immediately scolded bloody. Xu Yuxuan also said a few words timidly, and ended up taking off a lot of fans, and then no one else Dare to stand up and speak.

Seeing Lin Feiyu's mood getting lower and lower, Song Ran felt very distressed, but he couldn't think of any good solution for a while. At this moment, he had vaguely guessed who did it. After all, Wu Minghao was just a Such a small character can't make such a big battle at all.

Most of the messengers behind the scenes are Song Qingshuang.

However, firstly, I have no evidence, and secondly, I have nothing to do with Song Qingshuang now, unless... unless I get the 35% shares of the Song Group, I have the right to speak.

Song Qingshuang tormented Lin Feiyu and herself so viciously. Apart from all the previous things, another reason was probably that the two had a fight when he went to the Song residence last time.

Thinking of this, Song Ran felt more and more sorry for Lin Feiyu. For the next two days, Lin Feiyu's mental condition was not very good, and he was a little sick. Song Ran tried to comfort him, and slept with him at night, half hugging and half hugging. Cuddling him, Lin Feiyu looked aggrieved and obedient, but he didn't intentionally rub against him like before, which made Song Ran feel even more guilty.

At dusk that day, Song Ran accidentally glanced out the window, and was startled by the bustling crowd below. How could there be so many fans and reporters?

Lin Feiyu sat on the head of the bed, wondering: "What's wrong?"

Song Ran closed the curtains, frowned and said, "There are many fans and reporters below."

Lin Feiyu was taken aback for a moment, and then said listlessly: "It is estimated that the address of our hotel has been leaked."

What exactly does Song Qingshuang want to do?Song Ran felt a little heavy in his heart, but he still pretended to be relaxed and comforted Lin Feiyu: "Don't worry, the elevator in this hotel needs to swipe the room card, and they can't get up."

Lin Feiyu whispered: "Brother, why are people so bad? They want to drive us all to death?"

Thinking of his former younger brother, Song Ran felt uncomfortable. On the one hand, he was afraid that Lin Feiyu would be worried; It is guessed that this incident is related to Wu Minghao, and the specific truth of the incident is not known.

Actually speaking, Lin Feiyu was implicated by himself, including that video.

Song Ran sighed, put his arms around Lin Feiyu's shoulders lightly, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, as soon as that man entered the room yesterday, I should have smashed his cell phone immediately. At that time, I didn't expect him to start the live broadcast. In the video recording, the time was delayed and he took advantage of the loophole."

Lin Feiyu snuggled into Song Ran's arms comfortably, enjoying his brother's rare gentle apology, and couldn't help but squint his eyes comfortably.

He thought about his plan, resisted the urge to eat tofu, and comforted him with empathy: "Brother, don't think so, since that bitch... that woman has been found, sooner or later we will be splashed with dirty water." It doesn't matter if you smash your phone or not."

Song Ran knew that what Lin Feiyu said was right, but he still couldn't help being a little sad. It's fine for him to be slandered, after all, he is not a public figure, but in this way, Lin Feiyu's future is almost completely ruined. Although Lin Feiyu is very good at acting Talent, but he has seen all the sweat and hard work along the way.

At this moment, his cell phone rang, and the caller ID was Liu Qian.

Liu Qian didn't say a word of nonsense, and asked straight away: "Song Xiaoran, what happened to that video? Is everything that woman said true?"

Song Ran smiled bitterly: "The identity of that woman is true, but the nonsense she said, such as Lin Feiyu selling it to me, and saying that I am a pedophile, these are all fake."

"I guess so." Liu Qian pondered for a moment, then asked again, "Is your hotel surrounded?"

Song Ran sighed: "Yes, now I can't go back to the old house, and I can't stay in the hotel for a long time. The house I rented before has also been withdrawn. I don't know where else to go."

Liu Qian hesitated for a moment, then suddenly said: "Why don't you come to my house to hide, I live alone, this is a villa area, the security is very good, people from outside can't get in."

Song Ran was slightly taken aback: "How dare you?"

He was friends with Liu Qian in his previous life, and they became estranged after he was reborn. Although the relationship has improved a lot over the years, Liu Qian was even willing to help him inquire about the case files back then, but at this turbulent time, recklessly living in someone else's house, Not really good.

Liu Qian snorted coldly: "Song Xiaoran, who do you think I am? I am the CEO of Yunzhong Media, your boss, and I am responsible for you! Besides, I have watched every move of you and Lin Feiyu these years Li, I believe you are not like that."

"But..." Song Ran still hesitated.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, pack your luggage and come here immediately, I'll wait for you at the gate of the villa area." Liu Qian hung up the phone immediately without waiting for Song Ran to refuse.

Song Ran put down the phone and said to Lin Feiyu, "Xiao Yu, Liu Qian asked us to live with him."

Lin Feiyu was stunned: "Mr. Liu?"

Song Ran nodded, went to the window and opened the curtains a crack, he looked at the bustling crowd below, frowned and said: "There are too many people at the entrance of the hotel, let's take the elevator directly to the underground garage instead of going through the gate, and then Drive out the back door."

Lin Feiyu nodded and said, "I'll listen to my brother."

Without further delay, the two quickly packed their luggage and took the elevator to the underground garage.

As soon as they stepped out of the elevator, the two were stunned. They saw that the underground garage, which was originally empty, had gathered a lot of people here and there. They were reporters and fans.

Someone shouted: "It's Lin Feiyu and Song Xiaoran!"

"They're out!"

"Damn it, there's an ambush in the garage!" Song Ran secretly groaned, and couldn't help cursing in a low voice. Lin Feiyu pulled him up without saying a word, and ran to the black SUV in the distance!

"Lin Feiyu has run away!"

"Isn't it a guilty conscience?"

When the group of reporters and fans saw the two running away, they probably thought the rumors were true, and they immediately exploded. They all chased after them and surrounded them. Some desperately took pictures, some asked excitedly, and some even pushed and shoved directly!

"Brother, get in the car!" Lin Feiyu tightly protected Song Ran, and he was pushed and shoved several times. Song Ran quickly got into the driver's seat, and then pulled Lin Feiyu up!

A few excited fans stopped in front of the car and shouted: "Don't leave, make it clear!!"

"Fei Yu, you can't treat us like this!"

"Get out of the way!!" Song Ran cursed angrily and honked the horn vigorously!

"Woo-woo-"

The ear-piercing horn sounded suddenly, and several fans who blocked the car were startled and scattered to both sides. Song Ran stepped on the accelerator viciously, and the SUV's engine made a huge roar, and then, like a monster, slammed rushed out!

Lin Feiyu leaned on the passenger seat, and said with a soft smile: "Brother, you always say that I drive too wildly, you are wilder than me, okay?"

"You know what, I'm forced by the situation!" Song Ran glared at him, then was stunned, "You... your wound is bleeding?"

Lin Feiyu heaved a sigh of relief, and pressed the wound reluctantly: "Well, I was pushed a few times by the fans just now, the wound may have opened a bit, it's okay."

Song Ran felt uncomfortable thinking about how Lin Feiyu was trying to protect him just now, but he has a carefree temper and couldn't say anything sour, so he could only step on the accelerator hard, and almost used all his driving skills, In less than half an hour, he arrived at the place where Liu Qian lived.

Liu Qian had been waiting outside the gate of the villa area for a long time, and led the two of them in without saying a word.

After entering the door, Liu Qian quickly came over with a medical kit, and Song Ran carefully helped Lin Feiyu treat the wound, while sighing: "Qian'er, thank you so much."

Liu Qian was taken aback for a moment, and Lin Feiyu also blinked suspiciously.

Song Ran was stunned, and then realized that he had slipped his mouth. "Qian'er" was the "love name" he used to call Liu Qian, a good friend, when he was Mr. Song, but now he usually calls him Mr. Liu, at most But it's called Liu Qian.

He could only smile awkwardly: "Well, just call out casually, Mr. Liu, don't mind."

Liu Qian came back to his senses, his eyes were complicated, and he couldn't help but shook his head: "Song Xiaoran, sometimes I really feel... well, why do you do this?"

He paused for a moment and didn't continue, but Song Ran could easily guess that Liu Qian was probably imagining some "I'll be you after you leave" in his head, and he had worked so hard. After raising Lin Feiyu hard, in Liu Qian's eyes, Song Xiaoran probably has evolved from a "dog licking" to an earth-shattering infatuation.

Lin Feiyu looked at Song Ran suspiciously, then at Liu Qian: "What's wrong? What's 'Qianer'?"

Song Ran hurriedly said: "It's nothing, I'm just joking with Mr. Liu."

Liu Qian coughed lightly in embarrassment, and changed the subject: "What are you going to do in the future?"

Lin Feiyu was silent for a moment, and said softly: "I want to think carefully for two days, and then contact the major media to hold a press conference to clarify the whole matter."

Liu Qian sighed: "I also know the general situation. This kind of half-truth and half-false dirty water is the most troublesome. I'm afraid it will not be so easy to clarify."

"Oh, yes." Song Ran only felt a headache. While rubbing his temples, he tried hard to think, where is the breaking point of this matter?

By the way, there's that person... Song Ran's mind lightened up slightly, yes, there's that person!

……

Han Xiaomeng was very nervous.

Today is Friday, she skipped class and came to the hotel just for the press conference at nine o'clock.

At this moment, the front of the hotel gate was already crowded with dense crowds, and those with press cards could enter the hotel lobby, while other fans and passers-by could only gather outside the gate, anxiously waiting for the news.

A reporter stood in front of the camera and was live broadcasting vividly: "Hello everyone, I am A Yu, a reporter from Entertainment Hey Hey, and I am outside the gate of the Four Seasons Hotel. It is now 10:[-], and in [-] minutes, the new best actor Lin Feiyu's press conference is about to begin..."

Some fans muttered: "What's going on? I'm almost losing confidence."

"We have to trust Feiyu!"

"However, what is said on Weibo has a nose and an eye, and someone has analyzed it. Those birth certificates and household registration books are all true."

"Ugh……"

Han Xiaomeng listened to the discussions around her, feeling uncomfortable and worried. She lowered her head and opened Weibo, watching the dazzling gossip, she couldn't help biting her lips tightly.

After a few days of fermenting, the situation on Weibo was basically one-sided. Fans had no power to fight back. There were still many fans who turned black and began to destroy endorsed products.

"Have you read those documents? Lin Feiyu is the young lady's son, it's a sure thing!"

"The hammer is very hard, and there is basically no possibility of overturning the case."

"Sigh, I didn't expect the actor of Xinke to be such a person, what a pity..."

"What a pity. It's a good thing to show up early. The entertainment industry should also be rectified."

"In my opinion, he has won so many resources and so many awards. Most of them are bed-climbing. After all, he knew to use his body to make his debut at the age of 14. I guess he inherited it from his mother."

"Hee hee, just like him, he still refuses to recognize his mother, isn't he all the same thing?"

"Tsk tsk, it's disgusting!"

Han Xiaomeng held the phone tightly, shaking involuntarily.

At this moment, the reporters rushed towards the hotel lobby in a huff: "Lin Feiyu has come out!"

"The press conference has begun!"

Fans couldn't go in, they could only squeeze outside the hotel lobby, stepping on their feet one by one, looking inside desperately.

Lin Feiyu walked onto the stage in a low-key casual outfit, and sat down behind a row of microphones. His face was a little haggard, but he was still so handsome and handsome. Those amber eyes were like a deep lake, calm and gentle, faintly transparent. With a trace of tiredness.

A reporter shouted: "Mr. Lin, do you have any response to the video that day?"

"Mr. Lin, I'm a reporter from "Entertainment Home"..."

"Lin Feiyu, look this way!"

A voice suddenly rang out: "Is that what your mother does? A bitch? Are you too?"

There was a sudden silence in the lobby, and then there was a burst of low laughter, full of extreme malice: "Hahahaha..."

Not even staff to stop them.

There was no expression on Lin Feiyu's handsome face. He closed his eyes, then took a deep breath, turned on the microphone in front of him, and said lightly, "Hi everyone, I am Lin Feiyu. I came here today to tell you something. matter."

His voice was very calm, neither too loud nor too fast, but it seemed to have some kind of strange magic power, and the hotel lobby gradually became quiet.

Lin Feiyu paused, his voice was slow and clear, calm and even cold: "My biological mother is indeed that woman, and her occupation is just as everyone thinks."

There was a dead silence in the lobby.

Lin Feiyu lowered his eyes and gently pulled the corners of his lips. The smile was as fragile as a fragile and beautiful glass product, and there was an unspeakable sadness. Then he slowly restrained his smile and said softly: "Yes, I Son of a bitch."

This almost self-defeating remark is like a drop of cold water falling into a hot oil pan, and the hotel venue and Weibo were immediately fried.