Chapter 87 Chapter 87 Climbing into bed in the middle of the night?

Kelly can now be regarded as a brand that brings its own traffic in the circle.

The "No. 1 loser in Wucheng" got into such a mess in a bet to grab the family property that everyone could come and sneer at and criticize him - but he unexpectedly became the biggest dark horse of the spring and summer season and produced a number of big hits.

Over the past six months, the number of customers in physical stores has increased significantly, online store sales have soared, and even the official data of various platforms are very good.

This is undoubtedly the biggest topic.

But the better Kelly's spring and summer sales are, the more people in the industry are waiting to see the joke of fall and winter.

Xin Tong is under a lot of pressure.

She has confidence in the product itself. All she needs is exposure.

She wanted to have the same exposure as Wu Sifeng and Zheng Xiao last time, which would have generated a lot of buzz. But such opportunities were rare and could not be replicated.

In order to find the same exposure channel as last time, she held several meetings with the marketing department, but still couldn't find any good method.

To make matters worse, negative news about her and Kelly became increasingly prevalent.

It all started with a fight in the fan circle.

Liang Luoming is about to star in a new movie, with two equal leading roles.

The two groups of fans argued endlessly over the ranking, and the dispute intensified. Finally, another big fan posted a post titled "A few things that must be said about the new actor and the most famous lady in Wucheng".

This post almost completely revealed the relationship between Liang Luoming and Xin Tong.

——It’s just that the angle is not right.

In this article, Liang Luoming becomes a young and handsome guy in the entertainment industry who dreams of clinging to a rich woman, but is ruthlessly abandoned by her when she gets tired of him.

The article ends here with a lingering feeling, which is very meaningful. It seems to indicate that since a certain new actor has a dark history of clinging to the rich and powerful, then his current achievements and resources are probably due to shortcuts.

Liang Luoming is now a top star. This article became a huge hit as soon as it was released and directly made it into the top ten hot searches.

Comment:

"Damn, didn't they say he was just a bit player for two or three years? I thought he worked really hard."

"I did work hard, but I only worked so hard that I ended up in bed with a rich woman."

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Quan Li stood in front of Xin Tong in embarrassment, and asked cautiously whether the trending search needed to be removed.

When Xin Tong heard someone was fabricating stories about her online, she flew into a rage and slammed the table. "How ridiculous! Show it to me! The internet isn't a lawless place, so I'll rip out the tongues of those who insult me ​​and give them to the Guarjia clan!"

"That's him, right?"

“Just this post, right?”

Xin Tong rolled up his sleeves and took the iPad. Curses were on the tip of his tongue, but he suddenly stopped when he saw the title.

Turn off the engine. Calm down.

Blink.

"...Wucheng's most famous lady?"

Xin Tong muttered, and when she reacted, she found that the smile on her face was as bright as a sunflower, "This person has good taste."

She tried to press down the corners of her mouth, but failed.

"Yeah. Some vision."

"..." Quan Li spoke cautiously and seriously, "Mr. Xin, do you still want to remove your tongue?"

"No more." Xin Tong lay back. "Don't worry about the trending searches. These people are just cursing Liang Luoming. Liang Luoming's management team will handle it. They are much more experienced in removing trending searches and public relations than us. Why are we wasting our money?"

She guessed correctly, Liang Luoming had indeed resolved the issue. This was a conflict within the fan circle and had nothing to do with her.

But soon, Xin Tong realized that something was wrong.

Her name began to appear more and more on the Internet.

Wealthy, lustful, promiscuous, an only daughter, wealthy, a male model—these labels, when put together, are enough to capture the attention. Her life and past are summarized, dug up, and embellished, repeatedly brought up.

Speaking of wealthy families, some people say that He Chuan doted on his daughter too much, and that his daughter is useless, so it is understandable that he is training another heir.

When talking about family property, people said that Xin Tong was overestimating his own abilities and was daydreaming.

Speaking of Kelly, it is said that Kelly uses celebrity marketing and promotion, which is despised by the clothing industry. It is disguised as a brand with high cost-effectiveness, good style and expensive fabrics, but in fact the quality is extremely poor and the premium is serious.

Speaking of Xin Tong herself, people say she's a womanizer, absurdly lustful, going in and out of clubs like it's normal. She even found a group of women to pole dance with at the Zhang family's old man's birthday party. She didn't leave the club for 28 days, so He Chuan personally went to catch her. He ended up seeing a shocking scene of ten naked men surrounding her. She abandoned Liang Luoming after having an affair with him, and he eventually became a popular and top-tier actor...

The list goes on.

Almost all the local people in Wucheng knew about these things, but this time it became a hot topic on Weibo, and the scope expanded rapidly, and the popularity increased almost exponentially.

The popularity remained high, and Kelly’s official account was attacked wave after wave, and was completely overwhelmed by comments and reposts.

The online store was maliciously given low scores, and a large number of people reported it. They returned the products as soon as they placed orders, and the store was demoted to the edge of three stars.

Countless rumors spread, including one about Xin Tong's car being splashed with paint and another about her being secretly photographed while walking to work. The scandal was rampant.

…

Xin Tong understood one thing in her heart.

Netizens don't hate her that much. Kelly's competitors and enemies must have been behind this.

The most typical example is Fu Zirui.

There are several other companies that are not as high-profile as Fu Zirui, but they must be unhappy about Kelly Chunxia's huge success, and they are bound to add fuel to the fire and make things worse.

The scandal has become a hot topic, causing people to be uneasy and unable to live and work normally.

Now there are people taking pictures even at the company gate. If you continue to come to the company, it will only affect the normal work of other employees.

She received a bunch of harassing calls yesterday and was afraid her phone number had been exposed. She would have to change her number and create a new WeChat account tomorrow.

Xin Tong was afraid of bringing trouble to the company, so she handed over all her work to Ji Ning and returned to her personal studio alone.

The personal studio is the only safe place left today.

No one here knows except Quan Li.

——Except, him.

That man often came to her studio, sometimes to discuss new product designs, sometimes to offer suggestions, but more often he would come with his two dogs, sit on the sofa, and watch her cut fabric, legs crossed, without saying a word.

The young master was a man of little patience, but he never seemed to get bored while waiting for her.

He didn't look at his phone or out the window. Two dogs lay at Xin Tong's feet. He sat on the sofa, propped up his head and stared at her.

After she finished her work, he got up and took her back to Jiang's house in the suburbs for dinner.

He usually came over after dancing. His body was damp from a fresh shower, and his hair, still wet at the ends, was as bright as his eyes. As he sat waiting for her, Xin Tong could smell a faint fragrance in the air.

Familiar woody scent.

It always reminds her of dry pine wood, desolate earth, and lonely moonlight.

Xin Tong stood in front of the window.

Looking at the empty sofa, biting her lip, feeling depressed, she hesitated for a long time and finally dialed Jiang Chongyan's number.

"Don't come to me recently, or you'll get into trouble."

"Don't go to the company, don't go to my house, and don't come to the studio."

"If possible, don't use your phone anymore."

The other party was silent for two seconds.

"How long ago was it recently?"

Xin Tong estimated, "At least a month."

The man didn't even think about it, "I can't do that."

"Why?"

She heard the person's gentle breathing on the other end of the phone. After a two-second pause, he spoke:

“I’m Kelly’s investor.”

"It's reasonable for me to be concerned about the company's affairs and the boss's situation."

Xin Tong felt depressed. "Don't worry, your family's investment has already been earned back. When the company goes public in autumn and winter, we'll return it to you once the cash flow is recovered."

Even after saying this, Xin Tong lost her confidence. Judging from the current situation, it was no longer a question of whether it could be exposed again, but rather the possibility that this company would be completely destroyed in this public opinion crisis.

Even her own private life is not immune to online bullying. Anyone who touches her or has anything to do with her is likely to be implicated.

The other party seemed to have not heard at all, "I'll meet you at your studio tonight."

Xin Tong frowned, "No."

"What do you want to eat tonight?"

"Who wants to have dinner with you?" Xin Tong said impatiently, "Do you understand me? You're a public figure too. If you're dragged into this, you'll never be able to dance again!"

"I'll pick you up at your studio at six this afternoon."

"Hang up."

…Xin Tong was almost mad when she heard the beeping sound from the other side.

This man wouldn't cry until he saw the coffin, and he was stubborn. Xin Tong knew he wouldn't listen to her, and many words couldn't express her feelings through the phone. She was afraid that the other party didn't know the seriousness of the current situation.

After thinking for ten minutes, Xin Tong finally decided to go find him and talk things through.

She wore a wig, an ugly tracksuit, sneakers, a mask and glasses, and was so tightly covered that even her own mother couldn't recognize her.

When Xin Tong stood at the door of Jiang Chongyan's house, she came with a farewell attitude.

Every time she met him, he had the refreshing smell of shower gel on him, his hair was combed, and he wore earrings, rings, and bracelets, which made Xin Tong's fear of fashionistas flare up.

This person had made an appointment with her to meet at six o'clock. It was only three o'clock now, and Xin Tong guessed that the young master was at home getting ready.

Without thinking, she entered the code and unlocked the door.

When did you know the password to Jiang Chongyan’s home?

Xin Tong also forgot.

She walked in, closed the door, and watched the two puppies rush towards her excitedly, as if they had seen their own family. At that moment, she stood still and suddenly remembered the usual nonchalant expression on Jiang Chongyan's face and the light tone when he told her the password that day.

"If anything happens, I can ask you to feed the dog."

That's his reason.

When he told his home password, he didn't care at all.

This scene wasn't dramatic; it was just one of the ordinary moments between the two of them. The sun was setting, and Xin Tong wanted some ice cream. He paid for it, handed it to her, and then casually quoted a number.

Xin Tong lowered her head and ate her ice cream wholeheartedly, nodding in the same indifferent manner and saying it casually.

"Okay. Remember that."

"From now on I will climb into bed in the middle of the night."

The man scoffed speechlessly, "Then I'll take a shower and wait for you?"

Xin Tong laughed, "Admit it, it seems you've been expecting this to happen for a long time."

But he turned around and ignored her, "Boring."

The setting sun shone on Xin Tong's black hair, and the black color turned into gold. Xin Tong noticed it, rubbed her hair between her fingertips, pinched it to show him, and said, "My hair is the same color as yours now."

The man leaned down, his shadow completely covering her. He stretched out his slender fingers and twisted her soft black hair, looked at her for a few seconds, and then hummed.

This scene is so ordinary.

It's like two people getting closer. From strangers to familiar, from far away to close.

The early autumn night in Wucheng, the vast aster flowers at the gate of Jiang's manor, the raging snow in the Asahidake Snow Mountain, and the red skirts and suits flying in the roar of motorcycles at Yuhu Villa.

Xin Tong squatted down and touched the two puppies.

She told herself that today was the day to say goodbye.

She didn't want to implicate others, especially him.

Jiang Chongyan, born into a prestigious and wealthy family, was the second-generation leader of Wucheng's most prestigious family, yet he had never appeared in public. For years, no one had seen his face, and no one knew his identity. This determination and perseverance clearly showed that he hated trouble and constraints.

He is so picky. If one day he finds out that he is being secretly photographed and paint is splashed on his car, he will probably be furious.

Xin Tong composed herself, made a decision, and walked towards the bedroom.

Just as I was about to knock on the door, I found that the bedroom door was open.

Xin Tong peeked inside but saw no one. The sound of running water came from the bathroom next door. Xin Tong took a few steps inside and saw steam rising from the glass door of the bathroom, separated by a wall. There was someone inside.

Sure enough, I am really taking care of myself.

Separated by a wall, Xin Tong felt a little heavy-hearted. As she approached, she instinctively wanted to knock on the bathroom door to tell him that she was here, that she had something to say to him, and that he should wash faster.

But when I put my hand on it, I felt that the scene of me suddenly appearing in his bedroom was a bit scary.

Should I sit in the living room and wait for him to finish washing and come out before seeing me? This order is more gradual?

Xin Tong hesitated for just two seconds, standing still. Across the wall, she could hear the sound of water dripping, and suddenly she heard someone calling her name.

Very low. The voice is very hoarse.

It was intermittent and mixed with the noisy sound of dripping water, so it was difficult to hear clearly.

But the words "Xin Tong" were too easy to recognize, whispered softly, repeatedly, and mixed with the man's unnaturally low and heavy breathing.

She froze.

I must have heard it wrong. Xin Tong's blood rushed straight to his head. He was motionless, even his heart stopped beating.

But the next second, as if responding to what she was thinking—

The man's voice suddenly increased. At the critical moment, his body hit the cold wall with a dull thud, and the warm water from the shower head poured down on him. His panting, barely audible for a second, was filled with a thick, heavy passion, almost overflowing within him, and it was horribly hoarse.

The storm is coming.

She heard Jiang Chongyan say clearly, "Xin Tong..."

"Xin Tong...Tong Tong."

"Help……"

Xin Tong almost rushed out of the door.

There was the clattering of footsteps as two dogs came over to play with her. She didn't even look, as if a ghost was chasing her.

There were a few more words of "great" and "cute" at the end, but I couldn't bear to hear them anymore and she trembled and put them behind her.

She ran downstairs in a panic, her wig blowing away. She turned back halfway to pick it up. She couldn't put it on properly, her hands shaking. She simply held her head to cover the wig and rushed into the car like Tony Leung Chiu-wai in "Lust, Caution."

It was quiet in the small space.

Only the thundering sound of her heartbeat remained.

Xin Tong saw her burning cheeks in the rearview mirror, and a terrified expression as if she had escaped death.

After more than a minute, she suddenly pulled her hair and lowered her head to scream.

"Jiang Chongyan!"

"You damn virgin!"