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Ye Ruoliu sneered, expressing disdain for Qian Yue's poor acting skills.
After a long while, Zheng Qian, who was standing aside silently hugging Rourou, spoke: "I believe Qian Yue."
[Yes, Qian Yue risked his life to save others.]
【It’s not about putting this one thing at the same level. 】
[Yes, judging by Qian Yue's personality, she doesn't seem like the type to frame someone.]
Zheng Xi took a breath and continued, "I'm not saying what she did was right. I just think... maybe she had her own difficulties... or she was forced."
Her eyes swept across the pale director with a hint of meaning, and she held Rourou's hands even tighter.
Moreover, she paused and added, "And blaming others now won't solve any problems."
She looked out at the storm pounding against the glass and then said carefully, "Our food crisis is a storm of our times, and it will last for more than half a month."
"Yes, yes, how about we just let this matter go?"
"Let's think about what to do with the food."
Others echoed, saying that they were like swaying reeds, drifting north when the north wind blew and drifting south when the south wind blew.
Ye Ruoliu was unhappy. She sneered and said, "You just framed someone with a few words, and now you want to let this matter go with a few words. You are all right. What is this?"
"Qian Yue, now you know you're in the wrong. Tell me, how do we resolve this matter?"
Every word she said was piercing, mercilessly exposing the embarrassment that everyone was trying to hide.
The guests who agreed with her blushed when they saw her.
Ye Ruoliu's gaze moved little by little until it reached Qian Yue.
"You've provoked Liang Yuwei time and time again. I won't say anything else. What are you going to do this time? Don't play dead."
[Ah, Ye Ruoliu is so domineering, this is how it has to be, we can't just let it go like this, Qian Yue, stop playing dead.]
[Isn't she crazy? Qian Yue didn't do it on purpose. She must have her reasons. How could she, a small celebrity, possibly compete with the production team?]
[No, I remember Qian Yuejia's fans used to brag about her, saying she was the real deal.]
[They even believe what they boast about.]
[Since our Qian Yue is willing to sacrifice himself to save others, he would never do such a thing. There must be a hidden reason.]
Qian Yue's face turned ugly, but it wasn't irreversible yet. She stood up, bowed to Liang Yuwei, and said "I'm sorry."
"Humph, that's it?" Ye Ruoliu said dissatisfiedly, "Just saying sorry can get rid of all the mistakes you made against her and wash away all the sins you committed against her, right?"
Qian Yue's eyes instantly filled with tears: "Then what do you want to do? Do you want me to kneel down in front of her?"
Qian Yue walked slowly, her high heels tapping on the marble floor.
When he got in front of Liang Yuwei, he stood there without saying a word, and she stood there without kneeling.
Perhaps she wanted others to say something nice to keep her, but no one paid any attention to her. Gu Chen, who had always protected her, now looked at her silently.
Even Zheng Qian, who had just spoken for her, looked helpless.
Qian Yue turned around and looked at Gu Chen with a wronged look, as if she wanted Gu Chen to help her. But now Gu Chen has seen through her mask and will not let her control him.
Qian Yue was in a dilemma and didn't know what to do.
Ye Ruoliu folded her arms across her chest, looking down at her like a queen. A hint of cold sarcasm played on the corner of her mouth as she continued, "Kneel! Didn't you say you would kneel down and apologize? Why aren't you kneeling?"
At this moment, Qian Yue changed the subject again and looked at Ye Ruoliu: "Is Ye Ruoliu's bullying trick interesting?"
[Isn't it a bit disgusting to ask others to kneel? Ye Ruoliu, what do you think of others?]
[Please, it was Qian Yue who made the mistake first, okay? Qian Yue's fans, please stop defending her.]
Qian Yue deserved it. Think about how nice she was to Liang Yuwei just now. I can't even imagine that if Qian Yue's actions hadn't been discovered, Liang Yuwei would probably be dead.
"This solution won't work." Gu Hanche said.
Qian Yue's eyes lit up, and she thought Gu Hanche was going to speak up for her, so she immediately went up to him with a cheerful smile: "Gu..."
Gu Hanche pushed his glasses and said, "Theft, frame-up, and attempting to threaten the safety of the guests are beyond the scope of apology. This is suspected to be illegal. Wait until the storm subsides..."
He shook his phone, his lips curled up in an almost subtle, yet particularly sinister arc on his cold and dignified face. "This video on my phone, along with all the details of the director's collaboration with Ms. Qian Yue, will be handed over to the police. The law will give the fairest explanation."
Qian Yue collapsed to the ground upon hearing this. She crawled over to Gu Hanche and said, "Please, Mr. Gu, I was wrong. I was really wrong. It was all a misunderstanding. The director forced me to do this. He threatened me. Please, delete the video."
Gu Hanche took two steps back in disgust, as if avoiding something dirty. His voice was extremely cold, like ice chips: "It's useless to beg me. I'm not the one you should beg."
"Boss Gu, this is all a misunderstanding. Please." Gu Hanche didn't even look at her. He took two steps back and avoided her pull: "I'm not begging for help, but for her."
He reached out and pushed Liang Yuwei, who had been curled up like a quail in the back, to the front, holding her shoulders with both hands, making her face the embarrassed Qian Yue.
Then he leaned slightly to the side, his lips almost touching Liang Yuwei's ear, and warned in a voice only the two of them could hear: "If you keep giving in and retreating, you won't appear to be a good person, you'll only appear to be a coward. Everyone has to stand up for you. Once is fine, twice is fine, but if you do it too many times, people will get tired of it. Do you understand?"
[Aren't Liang Yuwei and Gu Chen having an affair? How come she's involved with Gu Hanche now?]
[Awesome! I now declare that Liang Yuwei is the real god. One woman plays with two men.]
[Sister Liang, please teach me how to find a man.]
Liang Yuwei closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She looked at Qian Yue, who was crying on the ground, and lowered her head, letting Qian Yue look directly into her determined eyes. "Qian Yue, if you mess with me again, I will make you live a life worse than death. Get out of here."
"Okay, that's about it. Come over here and let's distribute the food. There are only seven cabbages and five radishes that we picked here."
Seeing that there was a live broadcast camera and it would not be good to make too much noise, Sun Mo spoke up to smooth things over.
"There are only ten groups of us here, so let's do this: five cabbages and five radishes each. Leave the remaining two cabbages aside for now. Okay, you can eat them first and let Liang Yuwei cook. We'll each have one of the other vegetables."
Twenty people gathered around the dinner table to discuss the matter, and it was Sun Mo, as the elder, who spoke first.
Having felt thirsty just now, Ye Ruoliu took a sip of water first: "Just divide these two cabbages equally."
"Our Liang Yuwei doesn't cook. What if she is falsely accused of stealing again?" Her words were full of sarcasm, making everyone around her feel awkward.
Sun Mo was touched by Ye Ruoliu's words. He knew that Ye Ruoliu was not talking about him, but he still felt a little embarrassed.
He had just suggested that Liang Yuwei cook, hoping to ease the situation somewhat, but he completely ignored Liang Yuwei's embarrassing situation at the moment.
He coughed awkwardly. "Well, Ruoliu is right. I was inconsiderate. Let's divide the two cabbages. As for cooking... well, we can each do our own thing."
"Let me do it," said a slightly timid girl. This young female guest, who had previously been relatively invisible, mustered up the courage to add, "My cooking skills are pretty good."
"What's there to cook? It's just a few tattered cabbages. Can you make meat for us? Can you make delicacies from these cabbages? What's there to cook?"
The male guest who had just found the vegetables in Liang Yuwei's room lost control when he saw only a few cabbages. He already had some inner problems, and now he lost control even more, and he got up and went upstairs.
[No, I really can't make it. How about I turn off the live broadcast and try to rescue him? ]
[What's going on? It's so pitiful, trapped here with no food. Can you go and rescue them?]
[Hmm, wait, I want to mention something...]
Liang Yuwei had fully recovered by now. She looked at Qian Yue, who had just regained her composure. Qian Yue was still sitting on the sofa, looking rather disheveled, her makeup smudged from her tears.
Liang Yuwei raised her chin, pointed at Qian Yue and said, "She's a frame-up who intended to kill someone. Why should she share food with us?"
[Fuck, this crime isn't punishable by death, right?]
【It's time for things to change】
Without food, she will die.
[She deserved to starve to death. Who made her do those things?]
Liang Yuwei's words were like a bomb, instantly detonating the calm surface of the lake.
Qian Yue suddenly looked up and screamed, "You can't do this to me! I'm also a guest, I have the right to share the food! You're murdering me, understand?"
The guests who had previously agreed with "Forget it" now looked at each other, wanting to say something: "Liang Yuwei, is it really okay for you to do this? We used to think you were quite kind."
Liang Yuwei snorted coldly, "Yes, kindness, is this how you executioners push kindness out the door and torture it?"
Ye Ruoliu also added fuel to the fire at this time: "Yes, good intentions are not rewarded, a bunch of ungrateful wolves."
"We don't agree either." Suddenly, a staff member with a work badge stood up and said, "We need food too. Why do only you celebrities have food and we don't?"
"Yes, we need food too."
There were seven staff members, including the director. Needless to say, the director was now huddled in a corner, not daring to speak.
The director did something wrong, but the crew did nothing wrong.
[I'm speechless. Please call for help.]
Sun Mo looked at the noisy staff and guests, and instantly felt a sense of confusion. His old bones could not stand the tossing and turning, so he simply said "You guys can do whatever you want" and went upstairs.
Seeing that they could not reach an agreement, several guests quickly took some cabbages and radishes and ran upstairs.
The warm and pastoral scene of caring for each other is no longer there. It's so ironic.
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