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I was stunned. In fact, I never thought that in such a rational world, there would be a brainless person who would do such an irrational thing.
Before I could react, the young assistant with a fierce look on his face rushed forward again, ready to slap me again.
I didn't even have time to dodge and could only watch as the young assistant waved his hand closer to my face.
"What are you doing!" a voice stopped her.
The one who saved me was Song Yu.
He grabbed the young assistant's hand at the right time, with a cold look on his face.
The little prince is worthy of being the little prince. Under his cold gaze, the young assistant quickly lowered his arrogance, but he did not forget to discredit me.
"She bullied our sister Hu Ling..."
Song Yu's response was to directly throw her away, walk up to me, take a look at the finger marks on my face, and then draw a conclusion.
"You're really stupid."
But even though he said that, his fingers still gently stroked my face, and his tone was incredibly soft, "Let's go."
While I was stunned, he had already grabbed my hand.
Where to go? I want to ask.
But another voice had already asked the question for me.
"Song Yu, where are you going? Oh, my little ancestor, you haven't finished shooting the commercial yet..."
"I'm not in the mood today." Song Yu pulled me away without even turning his head.
The person who spoke earlier was Song Yu's agent. It was the first time I met him, but I think I should be impressed.
Because, he chased after him with his hips shaking and stopped Song Yu.
"Oh my, my little ancestor, what's wrong with you? You only have things to do today... If you don't shoot today, then when will you shoot..."
Song Yu frowned, obviously about to get angry.
But the agent obviously ignored it and just continued talking to himself.
"Oh, I beg you, my little prince... just be patient... even if the other person is a nobody... you should still hold on..."
"Pfft..." Sorry, I couldn't help it. I laughed.
Is this Song Yu's smooth-talking agent? His ability to point fingers at others really surprised me.
But despite saying that, Song Yu ignored me and just grabbed me and left.
This time, his agent didn't stop him.
I think he didn't want to stop him from the beginning.
Song Yu pulled me downstairs and bought me an iced Coke and cooled my face before letting me go.
"You are so stupid! Standing there waiting to be hit! Don't you know how to dodge or fight back?"
I held the cold Coke in my hand and shrank back because of the numbness on my face, but I acted quite innocent to Song Yu's accusation.
"How do I know she'll do it?"
Song Yu stopped talking, just lowered the brim of his hat and sat down next to me.
Seeing that he looked unhappy, I took the initiative to speak.
"Didn't you ignore me? Why are you here to help me now... Speaking of this, you are so mean! We have been through hardships together! You actually pretend not to know me!"
I complained angrily.
Song Yu had already yelled over.
"Who is so disloyal? I have been locked up at home for several months and I have been asking about you every day! But you are so good! You actually ignored me..."
Song Yu yelled at me.
So this is why he was angry. But it's not my fault, I was taken away by Zhuo Yang, my legs were broken, and I couldn't get in touch with the outside world.
"I'm sorry... I didn't know... Besides... Zhuo Yang took me away... and I broke my leg... I couldn't even take care of myself..."
I felt extremely wronged. I didn't leave him alone, but he let me jump out of the window without even saying hello to me.
Thinking about it this way, I should be the one who is angry.
I pretended to be angry, but Song Yu's actions always surprised me.
He actually squatted down and pinched my feet.
"Your leg is broken?"
I felt a little uncomfortable when the stranger's hand pinched my leg, and I couldn't help shrinking my body, "Don't touch me, I'm fine..."
Perhaps it was the embarrassment on my face that made Song Yu realize what he had done and withdrew his hand.
"So you didn't contact me after you got better?"
"How can I contact you? You never gave me your phone number? Humph!"
Song Yu shut up. The beautiful boy's face was gloomy at this moment, and no one knew what he was angry about.
"Okay." I was the first to compromise. "Forget it... Let's write off the past, okay? Oh, by the way... I haven't thanked you for helping me today... And are you okay running out like this?"
Song Yu shook his head, obviously unwilling to mention Hu Ling.
"It's okay. I'll tell Andy later that I've decided to cancel the contract for this advertisement."
“…” So willful? !
"Let's go... I'm hungry... Let's go eat..."
Song Yu pulled me and walked towards the garage.
He pulled me along all the way, and after walking a few steps, I remembered to ask something.
"Do you believe that I didn't do anything to Hu Ling?" I really wanted to put a pin in Hu Ling's clothes.
"I don't believe you... I just don't believe that slutty woman." Song Yu really hurt my heart. But thinking of what he did today, I was still a little moved.
After all, many people didn't believe me at that time, so what he did was to stand on my side.
It's just that I'm a little unlucky today.
We met Zhuoyang in the parking lot.
Maybe something went wrong with Hu Ling, so Zhuo Yang was invited over.
Seeing me and Song Yu, Zhuo Yang rushed over with a cold look. As usual, he chose to ignore me and walked directly in front of Song Yu.
"Where do you want to go?"
"Brother Zhuoyang..." Song Yu stood in front of me, not giving way at all.
“I won’t shoot this commercial anymore.”
"If you don't take the picture, who will?" Zhuo Yang said coldly, "You won't tell me that you have forgotten your obligations because of the woman behind you?"
"I..." Song Yu turned his head away. He was speechless for a while after being accused like this. But I felt very uncomfortable.
I took the initiative to walk out from behind Song Yu.
"I'm sorry... It's all my fault... It has nothing to do with him..."
I know that as an artist, Song Yu's public image is very important. If today's incident were to be spread out, who knows what kind of storm it would cause.
Some time ago, the scandal between him and Hu Ling caused a lot of uproar in the city. Now everything has finally calmed down. If something happens again, I don’t know how much of an impact it will have on him.
I pulled Song Yu's hand and said, "You should go back... or... I'll apologize to them and forget it."
I have always been a flexible person. I think all Hu Ling wants is for me to bow my head. What's so great about that...
Can face be eaten as food? I am such a shameless woman.
"No!" Song Yu firmly objected, "You didn't do anything wrong, why are you apologizing!"
"No... Sometimes apologizing doesn't mean you did something wrong..." I was about to lecture Song Yu, but Zhuo Yang interrupted.
"What's wrong with your face?"
To be honest, my old face is really not good enough. My skin is white and thin, and the marks left on it are not easy to disappear.
Although the Coke helped cool me down so that my face wasn't swollen like a pig's head, Zhuo Yang obviously noticed the finger marks on my face.
His face didn't look very good. Seeing his dark face, I couldn't help but take a step back.
I was thinking, should I make a show of how pitiful I am when I feel wronged? But before I could do that, Zhuo Yang had already taken my hand and brought me directly from Song Yu to him.
"You...what are you doing?"
Zhuo Yang's face magnified in front of me. I stuttered and trembled.
Zhuo Yang didn't move, but pinched my chin. He used so much force that I felt my chin was about to be broken by him.
"It hurts... it hurts..." I couldn't help but whimper. What on earth does this bastard want to do? It hurts when he pinches me like this...
"Brother Zhuoyang... you hurt her..." Song Yu was loyal and came over to me and tried to grab me.
But Zhuo Yang suddenly let go and pulled me towards the building.
"Ah... what are you doing..." Zhuo Yang walked very fast, and I stumbled as he pulled me along, and it was difficult for me to keep up with his pace.
"where are you going?"
No matter what I asked, Zhuo Yang turned a deaf ear to me. He just pulled me and pressed the elevator to go upstairs.
I was in a state of confusion. Could it be that he wanted to seek justice for Hu Ling and drag me to apologize or something
I suddenly felt very angry. I won't go! I won't go! I struggled and tried to escape from Zhuo Yang's hand, but Zhuo Yang was unshakable. He held my hand and walked directly to the previous shooting site.
"Brother Yang..."
When seeing him, Hu Ling immediately looked aggrieved, and the beauty shed tears, which almost broke the hearts of a group of grown men.
However, Zhuo Yang remained unmoved.
But the voice was cold.
"What's going on?"
After being asked coldly by Zhuo Yang, everyone seemed to be a little hesitant and couldn't guess what Zhuo Yang was thinking.
After a while, Hu Ling's assistant came up to me, pointed at me, and said, "She put a pin on Sister Hu Ling's clothes... and stabbed Sister Hu Ling..."
"I didn't!" I retorted instinctively, "I checked the clothes beforehand... I didn't put anything else in..."
"But you are the only one who touched the clothes... If not you, then who else could it be?" The assistant refused to let me off. "Besides, you said there were no witnesses at the scene? Who can testify for you?"
I was speechless. I was the only one in the fitting room at that time. It takes several people to check the clothes...
But what I never expected was that the other party would accuse me of this.
I was speechless and just glanced at Zhuo Yang. He looked indifferently, not noticing my gaze, but looking at Hu Ling in front of him, focused and affectionate...
My heart sank and my hand slowly slipped from his palm.
“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry… I didn’t mean to… I didn’t mean to… I’m so sorry… I’m so sorry…”