Chapter 122 Punishing the World 12
Chapter 122 Punishing the World 12
Ni Qing thought she was hallucinating and looked at him in disbelief: "What did you say?" Without her saying more, he should know that this was simply impossible.
How could a perfectly good artist possibly live and eat with her manager? The negative impact is secondary; every time she encounters "danger," she's alone with Wei Juan.
It would be a stretch to say he's not suspicious. I'm afraid I'll die if I'm with him, and I'm afraid he'll die if I'm not with him. It's so difficult.
Wei Juan's attitude was very serious, and he didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with it. On the contrary, he said confidently, "Is it not allowed? What if there are perverts like this everywhere? I don't want to have several people crawling under my bed every night."
Ni Qing herself felt suffocated and horrified just thinking about it.
Then, looking at the other person expressionlessly, she uttered a few words: "I'm so scared."
Ni Qing: "..." If you just make a face or two, she'll believe you.
Before they could finish speaking, the driver slammed on the brakes, glanced back at them coldly, and said, "We've arrived at the hospital. Remember to pay on your phone."
Ni Qing immediately opened the car door and got out. Wei Juan hesitated for a moment before slowly getting out of the car as well.
An unknown light flashed in the grass.
After registering at the hospital window, due to his special status, it was not appropriate for him to stay in the lobby and receive an IV drip with others, so he could only find a private cubicle for the IV drip.
The nurse took out the thermometer she had prepared beforehand, glanced at it seriously, and said, "38.7°C. Let's start with three IV drips."
Three bottles would take two hours if things went smoothly, and three hours if things went slowly. Anyway, she wasn't in a hurry and planned to contact the company first to arrange a dormitory for the artist.
I'll just make do for a night or two.
She sat on a chair to the side, the light from her phone reflecting on her face, giving her an air of cold indifference. She was handling miscellaneous matters for other artists in the company.
Although there's no need to deliberately manage other cannon fodder characters here, she always unconsciously gets into her professional habit, and she doesn't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing.
Not long after, she rubbed her sore eyes and prepared to check Weibo to see if there was anything amiss. Just as she opened the page, a phone call came in.
It's from the company.
She swiped right to answer: "What's wrong?"
"Teacher Wei is trending on social media for some negative reasons. Someone photographed him entering and leaving a hospital with a beautiful woman. Try to clarify this." With that, he abruptly hung up the phone.
Ni Qing suddenly had a bad feeling, and the next second the trending topics on Weibo came into view.
Shocking! Famous male actor WJ was seen speaking intimately with a mysterious woman.
A celebrity with two-character names is suspected of being in a relationship!
A famous male star was spotted on a date with a mysterious woman at night, and it is suspected that he took her to have an abortion.
Upon seeing this, Ni Qing broke down in a rare display of emotion. Who was so blind as to not recognize her as a top agent? They couldn't even come up with a decent script for spreading rumors; it was poorly made and lacked any originality.
The Weibo account was filled with insults. She wanted to wait until Wei Juan's fever subsided before clarifying the misunderstanding, but the online backlash was escalating, giving the impression that the mysterious woman's ancestral graves were about to be dug up.
Wei Juan's comments section also had mixed reviews.
The person who posted the message insisted on providing evidence, so they specifically posted pictures of her and Wei Juan's backs.
Electronic Peanut Sheep: I've been a fan of his for six years. He's always been upright and honest, and he treats women with respect, manners, and politeness. This matter is probably true.
The young man went crazy first: Me too, I unfollowed him and stopped being a fan. I didn't expect him to be like this. The post has been up for almost an hour and he didn't immediately clarify. He must have something to hide.
The old monk with a full head of beautiful hair: Could it be that he really went to accompany his secret girlfriend to get an abortion?
You're a good person: Speechless. What kind of secret girlfriend is this? She's just a slut who seduces men! Go to hell!
Yue: To be fair, from behind, they look like a perfect couple. Fans, please don't be too extreme.
All sorts of strange and unusual people were there, each arguing their point of view and creating a huge uproar.
Not long after, Wei Juan, the person involved, reposted that post:
Do not disturb, this is an abortion [image].
The young man in the photo sat listlessly in a chair, the veins on the back of his hand were so thin that the veins were not visible, and an IV drip was still dripping continuously. He looked much weaker than usual.
An eerie silence fell over the fans.
You wouldn't believe it, but I was the one who had the abortion.
Immediately afterwards, his top agent also posted a photo, a picture of her and Wei Juan together. The two were positioned at just the right distance, both looking casually at the camera, with the caption:
The mysterious beauty is me.
I was given a prescription from a nurse.
The opinions of the public were divided.
The paparazzi's eyesight is getting worse and worse; their performance is about to plummet. They were so excited all this time, only for their manager to take him to get an IV drip?
Lotus Pond Moonlight: Waaaaah, I feel so sorry for my brother. Please take good care of yourself.
The PR team promptly removed the negative trending topics, and while there were occasional skeptics, they were quickly drowned out by others' criticisms. Neither Ni Qing nor her dormitory arrangements were finalized, so it seems there are no more worries today.
She stood up and glanced at Wei Juan.
The other person's dark eyes were deep, as if they were brewing some emotion. When she saw her stand up, they said with a somewhat ambiguous tone, "It's so boring to clarify so quickly, sister."
She called the nurse over to remove the needle, and then said succinctly, "I'm going to stay in the company dormitory tonight. I've taken a taxi, hurry up."
It's almost 22 o'clock.
After dropping him off at his dormitory, she borrowed a company car to go back.
The car was dark inside, and she hadn't started it. She lazily held a cigarette between her fingers; although she didn't like smoking, her body was addicted.
Smoke curled upwards, the cigarette pungent and acrid, burning slowly between her fingers. She rolled down the car window, stubbed out the half-lit cigarette, and took a vitamin from her bag.
A subtle grape flavor fills the mouth.
She pursed her lips before starting the engine and leaving.
Wei Juan stood quietly on the balcony, a gentle breeze ruffling his slightly disheveled hair. He coughed a few times, his gaze fixed on the car as it drove away with an enigmatic expression.
The young man's lips were pale, but his eyes were curved in a smile, indifferent, gloomy and crazy. He stared at her departing figure with almost adoration, his possessiveness raging wildly.
Ni Qing was completely unaware of all of this.
Once she arrived at the apartment, she washed up and sat down at her desk, pen in hand, seemingly writing something. Since the system was blocked, she asked curiously, "Are you writing in your diary?"
Ni Qing smiled and said, "No decent person keeps a diary. I'm just jotting down a few clues."
103: "Then why did you block me?"
She sat in the chair, somewhat casually: "Just block me if you want, right? Isn't this to secretly find out the murderer and give you a surprise?"
It instinctively felt something was wrong, but didn't think much of it.
The next day, 103 said in a somewhat horrified voice, "That assistant named Xiaotang is dead."
It directly brought up the scene from that time.
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