After dumping the big boss, they went on a dating reality show together.
"You still haven't told me how these scars came about?"
Fu Jiu suddenly brought up this topic when he put his hand on Qi An'an's back.
Qi An'an paused, her smile gradually fading, and explained simply, "It just so happened to run into a sharp rock."
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt the hand pressing down on her back tighten.
The water murmured softly as she nestled intimately against him.
His body temperature was somewhat scalding, yet it was also like the strongest protective wall, enveloping her entirely in a safe haven.
He was clearly dissatisfied with her statement and waited for her to continue.
She opened her mouth, "...I told you, I didn't get into university because I missed the last day of the exam, and that's the day I was injured."
Fu Jiu had seen the video with her own eyes, so she knew that her words at this moment were just a pretense of ease.
But from her attitude, he knew that this matter could be discussed further.
He took her hand and removed the dark green hair tie from her wrist. "And here?"
His tone was calm, as if he were talking to her about the weather, but in reality, his attitude was forceful, as if he wanted to dissect her heart.
She probably anticipated that her family would see her on the show, and she also anticipated some bad outcomes, so these past few days when she was with him, she was always carefully testing the edge of honesty.
She didn't dare to come out, so he had to walk towards her.
"I was in a bad mood, and I don't know why I cut myself twice..." She met his gaze, then looked away guiltily. "The wound healed very slowly and was very painful, so I never dared to do it again."
"Qi An'an" went to see a doctor, took medication, and cooperated very well. In addition, she earned a little money at that time, which helped her get out of her depression.
Later, Qi An'an entered this world and, after avoiding the Qi family, lived a very comfortable life.
Fu Jiu gently stroked her wrist with his fingers, his suppressed emotions surging again, causing his voice to become hoarse, "Next time you're in a bad mood, remember to tell me, I'm your boyfriend."
“Okay…” she comforted him instead, “Fu Jiu, don’t worry, I’m fine now.”
Hearing her say that, Fu Jiu didn't know how to bring up the topic she wanted to discuss.
He hesitated for a moment before asking, "An'an, do you still remember Zhao Lin?"
Upon hearing that name, she immediately became anxious. "Has Zhao Lin caused you trouble? He's your patient. Is he bullying you?"
"An'an, why do you think he will bully me?"
"..."
"Because he hurt you, he made you miss the college entrance exam, and he almost lost his life in the water." He controlled his speech, afraid of startling the person in his arms.
She was somewhat dazed, burying her head deep in front of him, "You know everything..."
His calm, unwavering eyes were like an abyss, gleaming with a cold light, yet his tone was gentle as he spoke, "Yes, I know everything. I know how your family bleeds you dry, I know how some people abuse you for no reason... An'an, I'm a terrible boyfriend. I can only learn about you through online information."
She pulled hard on his arm and explained, "That's not how it is. I didn't mean to hide it. I... I just feel too tired and want to turn the page."
She paused, "I knew it... if I went on this show, something bad would definitely happen. My parents came, and there are probably a lot of people who hate me who will see me..."
His low, husky voice came from above, "If they see you, then what? When you agreed to go on the show, did you think about what you would face?"
She remained silent.
“If your classmates see you on the show, they will turn around and accuse you of bullying others when you were in school. Your family will stand up and accuse you of being unfilial and ungrateful for not giving your family living expenses. Uninformed netizens who know that you were once an internet celebrity will also join in and accuse you of being a sensationalist and tell you to get off the show.”
His voice was low and gentle, as if he were telling a bedtime story, but what he said sent chills down your spine.
What he said was actually true.
"I didn't..." she retorted weakly, her eyes suddenly losing all light.
"You only have one mouth. If the whole world misunderstands you, Qi An'an, how will you defend yourself?"
After Fu Jiu finished speaking, he felt the person in his arms trembling slightly in the water, like a taut string.
His heart ached, and he placed his hand on the back of her neck. "But An'an, in fact, you don't need to argue or prove anything, because you're not the one who made the mistake, and you know that, right?"
Qi An'an nodded slowly, her eyes moist and red, and said self-deprecatingly, "It's no use. Only I think I did nothing wrong. Even my parents and brother think I deliberately provoked those people. The teacher said I was promiscuous and deserved it, using me as a negative example to educate the other students. They even made me think about why they only bothered me. Even when I was about to die, my parents only thought about getting the settlement money and the money to buy a house. Part of it was compensation from Zhao Lin's family... Isn't that ridiculous?"
The more Fu Jiu listened, the more suffocated she felt, not to mention the suppressed emotions she must have been in at the time.
“An’an, that’s in the past. From now on, you are no longer alone. There can be many people behind you.”
His eyes were firm and warm, and his palms were burning hot, allowing her to clearly feel his rapidly beating heart.
"An'an, those who bullied you will get their comeuppance."
She nestled in his arms, feeling utterly exhausted, and murmured, "...Mmm."
"I'll handle those people's affairs, okay?"
Fu Jiu spoke with patience and gentleness in every word.
Qi An'an pursed her lips, looked at him and asked, "Fu Jiu, don't you think I'm too cowardly?"
Fu Jiu lowered her eyes and solemnly replied, "You have never been a coward, it's just that there are too many demons around you."
Upon hearing this, tears streamed down her face, as if she had found an outlet for her emotions, and she cried uncontrollably.
"I... I reported it to the police, but they dropped the case."
He reached out and wiped away her tears, saying, "Don't cry, they're not worth your tears."
After a long silence, she shook her head and said in a muffled voice, "It's not them...it's you, Fu Jiu deserves it."
The scalding tears disappeared beneath his palm, but the low sobs drew the attention of those around him.
In a corner of the pool, a handsome man and a beautiful woman were embracing and hugging, naturally attracting some attention.
Qi An'an calmed down a bit and shrank further into the water, trying to hold her breath underwater to calm herself down.
Fu Jiu put his arm around her, preparing to carry her to the pool, "I'm afraid you'll choke, don't go in the water, let's get out first."
She sniffed and clung to him, unwilling to let go.
"Be good." He lowered his head and kissed her lips, making a soft "smack" sound.
His interruption forced Qi An'an to release his neck and sit firmly on the edge of the pool.
Fu Jiu followed her out of the pool and wiped her red and swollen eyes. "I heard your stomach growling, let's go have breakfast first."
After spending an hour in the pool and only having a cup of coffee, Qi An'an was starving. She nodded, sobbing, "...Okay."
Fu Jiu was good at diverting her attention. Right now, she felt empty in her stomach and all she could think about was breakfast.
Mu Shan appeared out of nowhere and saw that Qi An'an's eyes were red and her gaze was filled with worry. He said, "Yi Nanshan has booked a restaurant. We can just change our clothes and go there directly."
At this time, the filming director and everyone else were all in place.
The three of them rushed back to their room to change clothes, and by the time they arrived at the restaurant, everyone else had already arrived.
Qi An'an's eyes were sore and slightly swollen. Because she had cried a lot, her mind was a bit blank, and she had no energy.
She noticed that the way others were looking at her was rather strange.
Xiao Hei flew back from a staff member and began to report in a rambling manner, "It's here, it's here. Strange comments suddenly appeared online, saying that Qi An'an died on the last day of her college entrance exam, and then you had plastic surgery to look like her, took over her identity, and wanted to use public opinion to condemn the bullies... They even analyzed it in great detail, and many netizens came to see you because of this."
Qi An'an: "..."
These messages, though outrageous, are not without their own merits.
As the internet says, she has nothing and can barely support herself. She can only go on TV shows to attract fans and then use public opinion to draw attention to her past, expose the bullies, and bring them to justice.
The dining table was unusually quiet today, and the atmosphere was noticeably heavier than yesterday.
Even Yi Nanshan wasn't very interested, and the occasional glances he gave Qi An'an were filled with complicated emotions.
From a slightly forward angle, Lin Xiaoke stared intently at Qi An'an's face, wondering to herself, "Have those netizens gone mad? What kind of terrifying stories have they imagined?"
She'd seen plenty of surgically enhanced faces, but she could tell at a glance that Qi An'an's face was completely natural.
Where are there any signs of plastic surgery?
[Finally, the live stream has started!! A paradise for those who appreciate good looks!]
[Haha, the production team did this on purpose, didn't they? This close-up shot of An An shows even the fine hairs on her face; who would dare say she's had plastic surgery?!]
[An An is so popular, all sorts of rumors are spreading!]
[What kind of best friend gets plastic surgery to get revenge on An An? Do you think this is a TV drama?]
I don't want to believe it either, but more and more people are coming forward, saying they've seen photos of her dead. It's so creepy.
[Without photos or evidence, the person is perfectly fine, yet they insist on fabricating those unlucky rumors!]
[Holy crap! Go to Weibo, Qi An'an is really dead, Zhao Lin killed her!]
[Qi An'an is dead? Am I seeing a ghost?]
Originally, everyone was just treating the "fake Qi An'an" story as a suspenseful juicy tale, but just now, an anonymous netizen revealed that Qi An'an is really dead, and the murderer confessed to it.
In a video leaked by netizens, Zhao Lin, who had previously bullied Qi An'an, admitted to killing her and also filmed his accomplice's phone showing footage of him abusing her.
The suspenseful story instantly turned into a legal drama.
Netizens are quick to follow the gossip, and the related topics are generating a lot of buzz.
#Zhao Lin confesses to killing Qi An'an#
My blood pressure spiked the moment I watched that video. How can this bastard still be working at a big company?!
[Zhao Lin can't be redeemed now. Some people said he was just young and immature and had reformed, but I spit on that! He's just evil! And his accomplices are all little beasts!]
[This topic has me completely confused. Is Qi An'an really dead?]
[But she was on a live TV show; didn't her family come looking for her?]
[We contacted Qi's mother, and she clarified that Qi An'an is not dead, just injured! Stop spreading rumors! You'll go to jail!]
[But she bled so much, the fluid was all red, and those people were still laughing and recording videos. Now I'm starting to believe that Qi An'an might already be dead. How could she possibly survive like that?]
[That devil surnamed Zhao is still bragging about killing people. Just looking at his face sends chills down my spine. Some people are born evil!]
[Why didn't they call the police? Maybe Qi An'an isn't the only victim. So many years have passed, who knows if he killed anyone else!]
No, Zhao Lin's case is serious. How was it suppressed back then? Investigate it thoroughly.
While the guests were quietly eating in the live broadcast room, the production team was working like crazy.
Qi An'an was a female guest they invited, but she is still on the cruise ship and is currently out of contact.
People outside the industry can only reach her through the program's production team.
But Zhen Li refused to listen to any of it and even turned off her phone.
After everyone finished breakfast, Zhen Li came out to announce the rules for the guests' third date.
This time, the date was initiated by the woman, and the date partner was chosen based on their "firepower" rating.
As of 9 a.m., Qi An'an had the highest firepower, and without hesitation, she chose Fu Jiu.
Hu Yiyi chose Qi Shen, Lin Xiaoke chose Mu Shan, Duan Han chose Yi Nanshan, leaving Liang Di and Wen Qin as the remaining pair.
This result was exactly what Liang Di wanted, so she smiled, but when she saw Qi An'an, she couldn't help but feel a little heartbroken.
Her mother has been telling her lately to keep a low profile, not to mess with Qi An'an, and preferably to be on good terms with her...
Liang Di simply couldn't do that; all he could do now was try to ignore her.
She only glanced at it a few times before she felt a cold gaze fall upon her.
She shifted her gaze slightly and saw Fu Jiu staring at her without any attempt to hide it. The cold light reflected from his glasses was as chilling as a venomous snake.
She turned her head away in fright. Was Fu Jiu really that scary?
She didn't bully Qi An'an, can't she even glance at her a few times?!
"An'an, you should take care of the mission targets..." Xiao Hei felt a chill and hid in Qi An'an's palm.
Since the mission progress has stalled, Xiao Hei has had a bad feeling. Fu Jiu usually pretends very well, but occasionally she will burst out with extremely negative emotions.
Qi An'an looked at the man beside her and saw that his eyes and brows were gentle and there was nothing unusual about him.
"What's wrong?" Fu Jiu glanced at her, her phoenix eyes smiling, making people feel as if they were bathed in a spring breeze and had a strong sense of security.
Qi An'an's nose was still flushed. She shook her head slightly, but secretly reached out to hold his hand that was hanging by his side.
Fu Jiu lowered his eyes, slowly opened his hands, and intertwined his fingers with hers.
The camera captured this scene, instantly making the live stream even more exciting!
[An Jiu is giving us sweet moments 5555]
【Dr. Fu, do you even know what kind of life An'an used to lead?!】
[It's reasonable to suspect that An'an's injuries were caused by repeatedly hitting the rocks...]
Dr. Fu spoils An'an rotten; she deserves the best!
[Ahhh, this is so disconcerting! I came home crying from Weibo, and seeing my wife's clingy little gestures made me cry even harder.]
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