chapter 11

"What e-mail? What are you talking about?" Yu Zhenzhen had never seen this expression on Meng Ting's face, Meng Ting's eyes were a little scary, she said, "What's wrong with Sang Tian? Still messing with you? You took Xiaole's cell phone, she's waiting outside for her cell phone, have you finished using it? Return it to her when you're done."

"Even if I break up with Sang Tian, I won't be with you. You better pray that she won't really break up with me." Meng Ting threw the cell phone to Xiao Le who poked his head in, grabbed the car keys and walked out the door in big strides.

Sang Tian disappeared, the phone didn't work, and Meng Ting didn't know the exact address of Sang Tian's house.

Sang Tian lost contact with the third day she canceled the microblogging, Meng Ting opened the microblogging search Gan Mu, did not search. There are only a few similar names, he searched real time, a blank, someone deliberately washed the square.

Gan Mu the two words completely disappeared, gone clean.

She said that the breakup is true, she does not want Meng Ting.

On the fifteenth day of Gan Mu's disappearance, a video was circulated on the Internet in a small way.

In the video.

The actress, dressed in an elaborate and gorgeous ancient dress, hangs from a wigwam under the scorching sun and above the red flames, flying through layers of roof tiles like clouds and flowing water, and finally falling into the flames.

Immortal air floating, as if with special effects.

Occasionally, you can hear the director's 'one more time' voice.

The actress didn't get tired of it, and after being hoisted up, she regained her mood, relentlessly, one at a time.

It was enough to fly between the blazing sun and red flames seven or eight times before the director could hear the director call out the card.

The video came to an abrupt end.

Get off the airport road.

A black stretch Pullman sped past, understated but not concealing its opulence, and slowly drove into the quaint old street.

Inside the car.

Sitting in the back row of the young handsome man tie as usual meticulously tied to the top, the bridge of the nose with a silver rimmed glasses, thin lips and cold eyes, permeated by a stream of Sven abstinence feeling, like overriding all beings on top of the glacier statue, anyone who dares not blaspheme.

Is casually flipping through the document.

After Secretary Lin finished reporting the work of the past few days, he glanced at his boss's private cell phone, which had lit up several times in a row, and reminded him in a low voice, "Mr. Xie, your cell phone is ringing."

Xie Shili sniffed and swept over the muted cell phone next to him in a cloudy manner.

The lit up screen displayed:

Ruan Qizhuo.

Ruan Qizhuo and Xie Shili used to grow up in the same courtyard, and now he has opened a media company, seized the live broadcasting wind, played with the wind, and knows all kinds of rumors in the circle.

Seeing that he has nothing to do, only sent a video over, Xie Shili originally did not intend to take care of.

Until he saw the familiar pretty face on the cover of the video.

The indifferent eyes sank slightly.

Then, after handing the document to Secretary Li, the slender fingertips opened the video.

The video came to an abrupt end.

The lights in the carriage dimmed and fell back into silence.

The noble and cool man's expression was calm, his thin lips were pursed, and he could clearly see the impeccable contour of his jaw.

Did not open his mouth.

Ruan Qizhuo's messages jumped out one after another.

Ruan Qizhuo: "Brother Xie, Little Sister-in-law isn't playing with her life, this is playing with her life!"

Ruan Qizhuo: "I've received news that someone is making a big deal of trying to get the video to be restricted on various platforms, but it's still being circulated on a small scale."

Ruan Qizhuo: "Wait, it couldn't have been you who pressurized it, right? Let little sister-in-law know what to do?"

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was a high possibility.

Which luxury family could tolerate the mistress of the house mixing with the entertainment industry, especially the famous Deep City Xie family, but Xie Shili was also a popular superstar, so thinking about it, these two fiancées were quite a good match.

Ruan Qizhuo blah blah blah said a long list.

Xie Shili and Sang Tian have a marriage contract, only the familiar people around them know.

Xie Shili's eyelids are lowered, and the pupils of his eyes, which are as deep as the deep sea, can't see his thoughts.

A few moments later, Fang absently knocked down: "No".

Ruan Qizhuo: "..."

Hiss.

He didn't expect Mr. Xie, who they had no interest in other than work, singing, and yachting, to actually answer.

He reacted extremely quickly.

Pinpointed from these two words - opportunity!

Suddenly excited, Ruan Qizhuo directly sent a voice over, "For such an inspirational and positive video of Little Sister-in-law, in a live broadcasting platform like ours where the root seed is positive, it must be greatly spread!!!"

"So, Mr. Xie, do you want to see if you want to invest in our live streaming platform that 'focuses the most on promoting core values across the network and setting the right orientation for the audience'?"

Xie Shili was succinct: "Contact Secretary Lin."

Ruan Qizhuo: "!!!"

"Your Majesty is holy!"

Xie Shili didn't have much extra emotion.

As if casually, his fingertips lightly touched the screen.

Sang Tian's eyes, which had always been brimming with water, were even more brilliant than the sun's red flames, as if they could penetrate the screen and take away all the light in the world.

Next to Secretary Lin's eyes and nose concerned, pretending not to see his boss watched the video replay three times.

A moment before arriving at the old mansion.

It coincided with Ruan Qizhuo's last voice ringing:

"Hey, I just swiped that a netizen said that my sister-in-law's acting skills are average, but she's really beautiful and pitiable, so-"

He deliberately lengthened his tone and teased, "Your Majesty, you're pitying too?"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Outside, Xia Qiao let out a scream, not knowing what was happening.

Sang Tian was applying skincare in the mirror when the door to her room was violently opened. They were staying in a villa hotel in the Spring Mountain Resort, one person to a room.

"What's wrong?" Sang Tian applied the skin care product to her neck and turned back to look at the windy Xia Qiao.

Xia Qiao topped the punchy bun holding her hand and excitedly reddening her eyes, "Tiantian, you're on the hot search."

"Me?" Sang Tian was also surprised and stopped the action of her hand.

"Just guest starred in a small role, or appeared on the scene is gone, how will it be on the hot search?" Sang Tian pulled out a chair and sat down, applying the cream to her neck.

"Look for yourself." Xia Qiao handed her cell phone to Sang Tian in front of her and opened the video. The camera zoomed in, and she fell through layers of roof tiles and into the fire.

Sang Tian quietly looked at herself, she was very attractive in the video.

"You acted so well, so many video bloggers have retweeted it, saying you're good at capturing the camera. Eight thousand retweets, five thousand comments. I don't think this one was bought, the comment section is full of live people who are asking who you are and if you're a star. See, I told you that you can be popular as long as you dare to show your face for a drama, you were born for this camera, you're too charming in front of the camera."

Sang Tian half a month ago logged out of the microblogging, cell phone turned off, and never turned it on again.

At first, she wanted to stay away from the network violence, those evil words were affecting her emotions. She wanted to be quiet and nourish her body, and as she nourished herself, she fell in love with the quietness. She is not absolutely quiet, there is a Xia Qiao beside her, Xia Qiao will accompany her to chat, accompany her to go out for a walk to breathe fresh air. Later, Jiang Yali called to ask her, there is a martial arts script to find up, just in the neighborhood, do you want to guest star in a small role, Sang Tian took it.

Previously, her life depended entirely on a cell phone, connecting with the outside world, transmitting her work, and waiting for a response. She was controlled by a tiny cell phone, controlling her joys and sorrows.

"Pretty, aren't you? You're just being PUA'd out of confidence, how good you were." Xajo replayed it again, leaning against the makeup table.

The day after tomorrow, they were going to South China, after they booked their flights and finalized their itinerary, Xia Qiao left.

Sang Tian took out her cell phone from the bottom of the suitcase and tried to turn it on, she wanted to see herself again. Realizing that it was out of power and automatically turned off, she found the charger and charged the phone. Turned off the light and laid down on the bed, but couldn't sleep.

The room was a bit stuffy, she got up and walked to the window and opened the glass.

The lights of the villa next door lit up, a black Bentley slowly parked deep into the shade, the headlights shone far away, illuminating the outline of the distant buildings.