chapter ten
The makeup artist next to him scrutinized and wanted to make up a stroke for him, looking from side to side he didn't know where to start.
"Brother Xie, how about wearing this one for you? All four of these are to be photographed today." The staff sent over the samples to be photographed and chose a silver colored watch, asking in a whisper.
"It's fine." Xie Shili changed his hand to answer the phone and handed his right hand to the staff.
His wrist bones had beautifully cool lines, his skin was a cool white tone, and pale green veins were faintly visible on the back of his hand. The fingers that played the piano were long and clean, with clear bone joints. The staff put the silver watch on his wrist, and instantly the watch had a texture that was expensive.
Xie Shili grew a pair of very expensive hands.
Xie Shili suddenly got up, his one meter eighty-seven height was straight and austere, he straightened his watchband and shook his cell phone to signal that he was going out to take a call.
His pupils were very dark, very deep phoenix eyes, eyelashes long and dense, focused and serious when looking at people.
The staff closest to him held their breath and nodded hurriedly in the midst of the chaos.
Xie Shili opened his long legs and walked towards the exit in big strides, raised his hand to complete his shirt, lowered his eyes and said, "If you have seen her sing, you can't say the four words Jianglang Talent. She's not Jiang Lang, she's Sang Tian."
Yue Ting.
It was already five thirty when Sang Tian drove home, the sun was sinking in the west, and the whole city was enveloped in a golden glow.
Sang Tian just laid down on the bed, the cell phone rang, connecting the phone, Xia Qiao's voice rushed over.
"Tiantian, that web drama you starred in has started airing, you acted really well in it, so many people on Weibo are praising you, unfortunately, it's just that the part is a bit small."
"It's already aired? So soon." Sang Tian was a little surprised, but thinking about it, it was just a web drama after all.
"Yeah, yeah, the launch party just finished two days ago!" Xia Qiao was a bit curious, "Do you have any plans next? You're super good at writing songs, you're also good at acting, you can also play the piano and dance, all-around!"
"I'm not sure, if I keep writing songs in the comfort zone, it's pretty meaningless, maybe I'll continue acting!"
"Tiantian, do you want to go to Spring Mountain Resort? It's not so suburban, the environment is very good, I see someone in my circle of friends posting photos. The price of an ordinary hotel in the city can live in a villa hotel over there, a change of place for a change of mood." Xia Qiao changed the topic.
"Can ah."
Sang Tian chatted with Xia Qiao for a while longer before hanging up the phone.
Sang Tian boarded Weibo, wanting to see how netizens evaluated herself, but she didn't expect a series of messages to pop up, all of which were all sorts of abuse from Yu Zhenzhen's fans.
In the past two days, the microblogging hot search was very lively. First, Meng Ting went on vacation with Yu Zhenzhen to Thailand and was photographed by a reporter, and some people rumored that they were each splitting up together.
Then, Meng Ting and Yu Zhenzhen revealed that they are single one after the other, and are one step away from being together publicly.
In the early hours of the morning, a marketing number wrote a small essay colorfully exposing the love triangle between Meng Ting, Yu Zhenzhen and Gan Mu, Meng Ting's ex-girlfriend is lyricist Gan Mu. Meng Ting was involved with Yu Zhenzhen while being good with Gan Mu. Gan Mu invited her boyfriend to a launch party, but her boyfriend turned around and got together with Yu Hazhou.
The logic closes the loop, Meng Ting and Yu Zhenzhen have been scolded on the hot search.
At nine o'clock in the morning, Meng Ting was interviewed by a reporter at the airport, saying that he was not with Yu Zhenzhen, and he did not admit that he was with Gan Mu.
"Gan Mu? Who is Gan Mu?"The camera Meng Ting smiled and inclined his head to ask the assistant beside him, the assistant attached his ear and said something, he nodded his head and smiled more deeply, facing the camera with poise and ease, "I know, I've met a few times, because of the cooperation to chat a few times. Don't say it, give the little girl to save face, really together I will tell you. I'll tell you if I'm really with her. Tomorrow Media and she ended the cooperation, both sides amicably shut down."
Because of Meng Ting's sentence, Sang Tian's microblog was scolded 50,000 times. Meng Ting's words were too harsh, singling out Yu Zhenzhen and washing her clean, but throwing Sang Tian out.
That little essay must have been directed to Sang Tian by Qin Nic's fans, Sang Tian denied it, but they didn't even listen.
Yu Zhenzhen was a popular star with millions of fans. Her fans naturally wouldn't allow their own sister to have dirty water thrown at her, and swarmed to attack Sang Tian. Calling Sang Tian ungrateful, their sister gave Sang Tian the opportunity to write a song, and Sang Tian was still a back stabber.
Meng Ting played this hand very ruthlessly.
The goal is very clear, Yu Zhenzhen is his company's people, to make money for him, can not be damaged reputation, the first to protect Yu Zhenzhen. As for Sang Tian, he is not willing to Sang Tian to the front of the stage, Sang Tian send selfie to microblogging, he is very upset, can take this opportunity to completely cut off Sang Tian to the front of the road.
Sang Tian reputation stinks, she naturally will not think about what red, will not go to the front of the stage. Meng Ting is not an entertainer, neither is Sang Tian, what's on the internet can only affect Gan Mu's image, it can't affect Sang Tian's life.
Even if they get married, they don't hit their faces, no one knows the truth, no one will know that Meng Ting's wife is Gan Mu, he is not willing to let the word Gan Mu appear in front of the public, he has never publicized the word Gan Mu from beginning to end. Not now, not in the future.
He didn't need Sang Tian to make money, didn't need Sang Tian to show her face, didn't care about Sang Tian's reputation. Even if he gets married in the future, Sang Tian only needs to be a full-time wife to take care of him.
Sang Tian one by one looked at these tirades, first smiled, then laughed, and then laughed and laughed but flowed out of tears.
Then logged out of the microblogging.
"Sang Tian--" Meng Ting's voice was furious, Sang Tian hung up the phone.
A text message came in with a ding.
"Whose car did you take? Who did you go with? Sang Tian, I'm telling you, there's a limit to my patience!"
Sang Tian thought for a moment, opened her mailbox to take a screenshot, picked up two more photos, and sent them together.
"The copyright that was withheld by you, the cyber violence that I suffered from in order to wash Yu Zhenzhen's public denial of her relationship with me, as well as these years, my dedication to you, and also the life that you saved me, we're two clear. See you again we will be opposite family, I will fight for what belongs to me, be good."
Meng Ting pinched his cell phone and stood in the empty office looking at the screen, the blood faded from his body, taking away the temperature. His feet were dead set in place, anger frozen on his face as he looked straight at the phone.
The cell phone screen faded into darkness and eventually went out completely. The world darkened as the sun set in the distant sky crashed into the city's horizon.
He breathed slowly and deeply, all sounds amplified. Suddenly and very sharply, he rolled the knot in his throat and raised his hand to cover his mouth and coughed violently.
His stomach ached so badly that for a moment it hurt to the point of spasm.
Knocking on the door, then the office door was pushed open, Yu Zhenzhen stepped into the office and said with a smile, "Mr. Meng, you are not going to leave work? Are you setting up camp in the company? What time is it?"
Meng Ting slowly raised his eyes, his gloomy eyes looked straight at Yu Zhenzhen.
His eyes were too gloomy, Yu Zhenzhen was startled and stopped in her tracks, "Mr. Meng?"
"You sent an email to Sang Tian ?" Meng Ting raised his hand to pull the collar of his shirt loose, he realized that his fingertips were trembling, he took a deep breath and pulled off a button with force, "Do you want to die?"