The video backstage was obviously secretly shot with a mobile phone, and the picture was a bit blurry.
Even though the pixels are not high, Jiang Yue still looks amazingly beautiful. Her long black hair is slightly curly and rests on her chest. Her skin is whiter than snow, and her lips are full of color.
As soon as this video came out, the Internet went silent for a while.
Ye Lan's fans who had been chasing Jiang Yue to apologize stopped talking and shut their mouths completely pretending to be dead.
Ye Lan's agent did not expect that the backstage video would be exposed. The program team promised them that they would not come out to make any statement.
This sudden change caught them off guard.
Ye Lan's usual image in front of fans is that of a gentle rich lady. Her aggressive appearance in the video is very different from her persona.
But even so, Ye Lan did not intend to admit his fault, and acquiesced to the fans' clarification that the video was edited with the beginning and end cut off.
"It's understandable why Jiang Yue's previous reply was so arrogant. It turns out the clown is myself."
"Why did she suddenly become so knowledgeable? She studied so hard behind our backs, right?! Who wouldn't say something nice when she saw her?"
"It's just a random chance. It's just good luck."
"Jiang Yue seems to have some counterattack script."
"I seem to be attracted to her. I thought she was so cute when she cursed people, and she was so cute when she made others mad to death. Whatever she did was always right."
"My wife is cute, kiss her mUa! (*╯3╰)."
"Upstairs has been so obsessed with beauty that he has lost his head. He spurns upstairs, becomes upstairs, and surpasses upstairs. My wife belongs to me alone! Only I can kiss her!"
"The crew of this show is so deceitful. They can't explain life and death. It makes us seem like bad guys."
The video behind the scenes was actually released by the staff present that day. He had just joined the job and he couldn't bear to see Jiang Yue being slandered like this. He couldn't help but stand up and speak for her a few times before, but he was sprayed back. .
This time, she simply produced evidence to prove her innocence.
Jiang Yue's reputation has improved a little bit invisibly, and she herself is urging Ye Lan to apologize to her in the work group.
It seems that he is not going to let it go.
Not even bothering to do any scene work.
The producer couldn't stand it, so he stood up to smooth things over, "Ye Lan has been in hospital recently and is in poor health, otherwise let's forget it."
Jiang Yue felt that if she was the loser, the producer would never speak for her like this.
She is not generous and easy to coax.
The little girl typed a line: "It has nothing to do with you, please stop talking."
Others in the group were diving silently:...
Let me tell you something.
I'm afraid she is the only one who dares to speak to the producer in this tone.
Jiang Yue continued typing lazily, "If you can't afford to lose next time, just keep your tail between your legs."
There was silence in the group, no one dared to jump out and lend a voice so ignorantly.
Jiang Yue stared at the phone screen for a little too long. She blinked her sore eyes and put the phone aside casually. She looked up at the clock in the living room. It was already six o'clock in the evening.
The charity dinner starts at seven o'clock.
Counting the time, the hero and heroine are about to meet at the dinner party.
Jiang Yue's memory is actually not very good. She can no longer remember Zhao Shuyan's appearance. She only remembers that she looked very pure, well-behaved and quiet, and was extremely considerate.
And her idiot brother also likes Zhao Shuyan very much.
Jiang Yue sat on the sofa, gradually feeling a little upset.
She picked up her phone, dug out the text message that she regarded as a scam message, and dialed the other party's number.
Unfortunately, this number has become empty.
She couldn't be contacted.
Jiang Yue did want to stop it, but not because she didn't want the relationship between the male and female protagonists to heat up, but because she was afraid that something would happen.
This broken system doesn't look very smart, nor is it very reliable.
If something unexpected happened, she didn't want Zhao Shuyan's life to be ruined by this method.
So annoying.
The phone couldn't be reached.
The system that had been baptized by the psychiatrist suddenly appeared: [Saturated, I am very happy that you have such a heart of repentance now. 】
[But the key plot between the male and female protagonists cannot be changed, so don’t worry. 】
Jiang Yue said, "Are you sure?"
The system is particularly proud: [Of course! If the male protagonist is the son of luck, then the female protagonist is the sweet daughter of heaven! The plot line will favor her, and she will always meet people who love her and help her unconditionally. 】
After Jiang Yue heard this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
*
The dinner party on the other side was full of feasting, feasting and extravagance.
The banquet was on a luxury ship, and every waiter here was carefully selected.
It was windy in the harbor and there was a strong wind on the ship's deck.
The woman's face was flushed, and her satin-like black hair was loose like a waterfall. She bit her lower lip so hard that it drew blood and she did not restrain herself. Only pain could keep her awake.
Her vision was blurry, and the footsteps behind her were getting closer and closer.
This corridor seems to be very long, with no end in sight.
Her whole body was hot, and the blood flowing in her body seemed to be burning.
When she was about to despair, she finally saw a vague figure. She ran out without hesitation, her skirt swaying with the wind, and the woman looked like a beautiful butterfly fluttering its wings under the bright white moonlight.
The man was wearing a suit and leather shoes, with a refreshing aura surrounding him.
Her limbs were weak, her face was getting redder and redder, and she fell in front of him in embarrassment. Her thin fingers grabbed the man's suit trouser legs as if grasping a life-saving straw. Her red lips slightly opened, "Help me... please... help." I…"
The man looked at her condescendingly, with no emotion at all.
He casually pinched her chin, his knuckles were long and beautiful, and raised her face. When he saw her face clearly, he raised his eyebrows.
Zhao Shuyan felt that the footsteps chasing behind her had stopped, and she seemed to be safe.
It's just...just...she's still hot and wants it.
She opened her soft lips slightly and tears fell, begging him to save her.
But the man slowly let go of his hand, and a cold voice fell into her ears: "Assistant Shen, go find the waiter."
"yes."
Zhao Shuyan couldn't tell where she was disappointed. She thought... thought he would help her.
She forced herself to stand up, "No... no need."
As soon as she walked out, the next second, she was knocked into the swimming pool. The cold water penetrated into her bones. She seemed to have finally recovered from the chaotic consciousness just now.
Others heard the voice and came over.
Zhao Shuyan climbed out of the swimming pool in embarrassment. He was soaked all over and his curves were clearly visible.
She lowered her face, her whole body was shaking, and she bit her lower lip as if she was in great humiliation.
Zhao Shuyan raised her trembling eyelashes and her face turned pale now. She knew who was the person who designed to frame her, and she could also guess who instigated her to make such a big embarrassment.
The person Jiang Yue found was stupid and thought he was done. He proudly said in front of her that Mrs. Zhou wanted her to pay the price of a deep memory.
Zhao Shuyan had long known that there was something wrong with the wine.
She drank it anyway.
In a state of confusion, Zhao Shuyan was suddenly wrapped in a warm suit jacket. Jiang Zhi looked at her with worried eyes, "Are you okay?"
Zhao Shuyan threw herself into his arms, tears rolling down uncontrollably, almost wetting his shirt.
Her cries sounded heartbreaking, and Jiang Zhi felt uncomfortable listening to them.
Zhao Shuyan raised her face after crying enough. With red eyes, she looked at Zhou Ji who was standing not far away.
In the darkness of the night, it was difficult to see the expression on the man's face, nor to guess his thoughts.
Zhao Shuyan cried and asked tremblingly: "Why did she harm me like this? What did I do wrong?"
