fifth year of divorce

Chen Nian sent Thief Bao over, and it was unconsciously afraid in an unfamiliar environment, and it barked all night.

Anyway, I couldn't sleep, so I just carried it to the balcony.

The night wind wasn't too cold, but it made me clearer.

He wanted to close his eyes and sleep for a while, but was afraid that the thief would run away and fall by himself, so he could only half-close his eyes and reach out to comfort it.

But the scene of Jiang Ling holding it is all in his mind, Jiang Ling is so precious to his cat, how could he be willing to leave it like this.

Looking at the cat in my arms, I felt a little pain in my heart, and curled up impatiently.

I've been in a bad state recently, I've stopped working for too long, Chen Nian has already started to worry.

Recently, several advertisers may have seen that the trend of online public opinion is not right, and they have successively negotiated to terminate the contract.

I am indeed in a sensitive period, I have been mobbed for several days without any public mourning for Jiangling's death.

Once Jiang Ling died, the hostility on the Internet was at its peak, and I became that target.

But the impact on me is not too big, and my commercial value will not be reduced by half. Advertisers are still rushing forward, and I am still advertised as a high position on the top of the fault.

But Xingmeng cannot be spared. The day before Jiangling's death, Xingmeng officially announced the termination of the contract with Jiangling. How could Jiangling's fans let go of such a villain who crossed the river and demolished the bridge? Xingmeng's reputation for many years was destroyed. Such a shock directly affects Xingmeng's stock price and prospects.

I didn't feel very happy, and neither would Jiang Ling. He once gave up countless personal interests in order to protect Xingmeng. How could he be happy watching Xingmeng like this.

As for Zhou Xi, I don't need to do anything, and he won't have a good time in the rest of his life.

No one in the circle has dared to speak out to stop the online violence, and no one apologized to the netizens who criticized Jiangling back then, and deleted the bad comments wisely.

But there are still some ignorant people.

[Don't blame Internet violence as soon as something happens, what kind of star is such a glass heart? 】

[Jiang Ling's death is indeed a pity, but I reasonably suspect that he committed suicide in shame. 】

[Don't tell me that the dead are the most important, what you do is done, and you can't wash it away even if you die. 】

【I will not only make snowflakes, but also the biggest snowflake. 】

[Some fans are so funny that they don't necessarily cry like this when their parents die. 】

Such comments were quickly submerged in people's regrets for Jiangling, but I would read them one by one, no doubt self-deprecating.

I rocked the rocking chair, patted Thief Bao's head, my eyes were a little cold, "If the fire doesn't burn me, I really think I'm not afraid of death."

It shrank back into my arms with a "meow".

When I looked up, the clouds just passed by, and my expression was illuminated by the moonlight.

It was six o'clock in the morning when Chen Nian came. These days, she was running around for my affairs, and occasionally came to see how I was doing.

"Why are you sleeping here?" I didn't wake up until she pushed open the balcony door. Usually, I would wake up immediately if there was a small movement. I took two pills yesterday and fell asleep a bit.

I rubbed my temples and felt a little headache, "Why are you here?"

Chen Nian was a little worried looking at me, "Teacher Qin's business is about to be finished, and he said he will return to China next week, so let me come and see you more."

I nodded and didn't speak. I lowered my head and found that the thief treasure in my arms was gone. I sat up excitedly, "Where is the thief treasure?"

Chen Nian hurriedly said, "It ran in when I opened the door just now."

I stood up quickly, opened the balcony door, and saw it go to drink water before I felt relieved.

Chen Nian frowned, "Don't be too nervous, cats can take care of themselves."

I breathed a sigh of relief, reached out and pressed the center of my eyebrows, "It's the first time I have a cat, I'm a little anxious..."

"Teacher Qin will be back soon, are you happy?"

I paused, logically speaking, I should be happy, but I don't know why there is no wave in my heart, and I don't mean to be happy at all.

"happy..."

"Teacher Qin will be sad to see you in this state when he comes back..."

I didn't answer her words, and looked sideways at her, "Has the director contacted you yet?"

Chen Nian paused, "I contacted him, but he doesn't want to come out and clarify for Jiang Ling."

My eyes turned cold, "Why?"

"Why else, I'm afraid that I will be pushed to the cusp."

"Shame on your face." I sneered and walked downstairs, "I'll go to Xingmeng later."

Chen Nian raised his head, "What are you doing there?"

"Ask Zhou Xi to ask Jiang Ling to sign the contract with Blue Whale for that show."

"Will he give you such a private thing?"

"He will." I suppressed my smile, "I bet he won't protect the blue whale."

Chen Nian pursed his lips and looked at me unnaturally, "The post about Jiangling and Xingmeng executives was deleted. I consulted a lawyer. Although I can sue for insult and defamation, there is no evidence to prove that Jiangling committed suicide. The reason is directly related to this post, and the punishment will not be too heavy. Moreover, this is a private account, not a marketing account, so there is no way to check the IP address."

I frowned, "Private account?"

She nodded, "No one is behind the scenes. It's an ordinary personal account. It should be a black fan of Jiangling."

I smiled indifferently. It is understandable that the marketing accounts are independent in order to make money. As an amateur, I can't figure out where the benefits of doing this are.

Are you satisfied simply watching Jiang Ling's accident happen?

"Sue, no matter how light the punishment is, you have to sue. The address also needs to be checked. I'm going to meet this person in advance, but you don't need to check. I'll leave the illegal matter to Zhou Xi."

"Okay..." Chen Nian glanced at me, "Mr. Xie, it's still early, so you should go to sleep."

I shook my head, "I can't sleep when I wake up..."

"You also have to mourn..."

I pursed my lips, I couldn't talk about mourning, I even felt that I was a heartless person, after Jiang Ling's death, I almost didn't shed tears, and I couldn't feel much sadness.

I'm just tired, my life and emotions seem to be frozen, if it's not to find justice for Jiang Ling, if it's not waiting for Qin Weiji, I don't know what's the point of living like this every day.

I have no desires or desires, and I can't tell the difference between being alive and being dead.

Chen Nian sent me to Xingmeng. When I was about to get off the car, Chen Nian suddenly stopped me, "Wait a minute, there are paparazzi."

I frowned and followed her gaze to see that there were indeed some suspicious-looking people wandering around.

"Go to the back door."

I entered the elevator room through the back door with my hat on, and when the elevator opened after waiting for a while, I looked up and the person who came down was the blue whale.

His hair was also a little messy, and he looked a little embarrassed. Seeing me straightening my clothes, he came out of the elevator and glanced at me, "What are you doing here?"

Compared with that time when he came to Jiangling's house, his attitude can be regarded as bad.

I looked at him and smiled, lowered my voice, "Sanction you..."

Blue Whale looked at me and sneered, "Sanction me? For Jiangling? You should be clear-headed. Jiangling committed suicide. He didn't commit suicide just because I said he was tired of being played by Zhou Yan, right?"

I could hear him provoking me. I wasn't fooled, and I looked at him with a calm expression, "You're not Zhou Xi's ex-boyfriend at all, are you?"

He raised his eyes and smiled without a hint of falsehood, "If it's true, I'm indeed his ex-boyfriend."

I nodded, "You said you were with Zhou Xie in high school. I remember he was nine years older than you. He was starting a business when you were together, right?"

The blue whale's eyes became indifferent, "What's wrong?"

"Not so much..." I smiled, and looked at him mockingly, "I heard that your father is a real estate tycoon, he helped Zhou a lot, right?"

His face became a little ugly, "Xie Yaoyin, what the hell are you trying to say?"

I pursed my lips and looked him up and down, "I just recently realized that although you and Jiang Ling are somewhat similar, you are really suspected of being imitative."

I approached him and lowered my voice, "When you were together, Zhou Xi already knew Jiang Ling. He was in front of you and you were in the back. Zhou Xi has such a tricky eye that he likes you?"

Blue Whale pushed me angrily. I couldn't stand still and took two steps back. Chen Nian supported me and pointed at Blue Whale, "Mr. Lan, if you dare to move again, I will call the surveillance alarm immediately."

The blue whale looked at me viciously, then sneered, "I advise you not to talk nonsense."

My eyes became gloomy, and my voice was terrifying, "Did I guess right?"

It's not that Jiang Ling can't trust himself, it's that he can't trust Zhou Xie, that's why he believed what Lan Jing said without even thinking about it.

"So what, Jiang Ling is already dead, what can a dead person do?"

I stepped into the elevator, turned around and glanced at him, "But I'm still alive..."

The elevator closed slowly, and I suddenly felt a pain in my chest, and I gritted my teeth and slowly blushed.

"Thank you teacher..."

I don't know what Jiang Ling has been doing all these years.

He clearly couldn't trust Zhou Mi, but he could still love him for so many years.

After a dream, he may not be able to wake up until he dies.