Zhou Tao confessed: "Jun Ling expressed his desire to pursue me before, and I said I would think about it."
Wen Qiao patted her shoulder and said, "As long as you don't agree, they can't use the fact that you are in love with him to slander you. You can sue them for defamation. Don't worry, the public relations department will handle this matter."
With Wen Qiao around, Zhou Tao felt at ease.
"Thanks."
She still felt a lingering fear at this moment, as she had actually been seriously considering Jun Ling's pursuit.
But now she was scared. Jun Ling’s fans were so crazy. This was just hearsay, and she was suffering from such crazy fans.
She couldn't imagine how his fans would retaliate against her if she really was with Jun Ling.
It turns out that it is safest to pursue a career.
Lu Youyou quickly brought salad oil and detergent, mixed them together, and gently wiped Zhou Tao with gauze.
Zhou Tao is a sensitive and fragile person. At this moment, she is surrounded by people from the company, including Wen Qiao, Lu Youyou, Fang Duo, Tong Wei, Dong Yao and Lu Xu. She feels very moved.
This was the only thing she could be thankful for. After leaving Lu Wenzhou, she found a very good company, a very good boss, and very good colleagues.
She is willing to work with them to make Nanqiao a top-tier entertainment company in the country.
It took Lu Youyou a long time to barely wipe off some of the red paint on her face, but the marks were still very obvious. She would have to wait until she went back to clean the marks on her hair.
Wen Qiao: "Let's send you back first. As for Jun Ling, I'll stay here. I'll contact her after her plane lands. Besides, since Lu Xu and Lu Wenzhou have both made clarifications, the heat of this matter has cooled down. At least they can't beat you into a fickle-minded person."
Zhou Tao: "Well, I'll go home first, and I'll contact Jun Ling myself later."
The group of people sent Zhou Tao back home like flower protectors.
It was already two o'clock in the morning. After a whole night of hard work, Wen Qiao was a little tired, so he went home with Fu Nanli first.
Zhou Tao was the only one left in the room. She poured some salad oil and detergent, mixed them, and began to clean her hair.
After I had almost finished cleaning, I looked in the mirror and saw that the right side of my face was very red, half because of the traces of paint and the other half because of friction.
The cell phone outside started vibrating, and she quickly wrapped her hair and went to the living room.
It was Jun Ling who called, and his voice was anxious: "I'm sorry, I've seen the comments online. I don't know who took the photos and who leaked them. I'm sorry for causing you trouble."
Zhou Tao forced a smile: "Then can you help me clarify this?"
The other side paused for a moment and said, "You said you would consider my pursuit before. I want to ask, how are you thinking about it? If it's possible, we can just make it official. Do you think it's okay?"
Zhou Tao lowered her eyelids, thinking of the scene of being splashed with paint just now, and her throat choked a little, "I'm really sorry, I... I might still want to focus on my career more."
There was silence for a few seconds: "Why... why?"
Zhou Tao was not good at rejecting others. After thinking for a long time, she said, "I... don't have any plans to fall in love for the time being, and you have a lot of fans, so I think..."
"After we make the official announcement, I will definitely spare no effort to protect you and will not let you be attacked by fans."
(End of this chapter)