Already entered the cloud city.
I chose a hotel with good privacy to stay in.
After Jiang Mingxi sent those two messages, he disappeared without a trace.
Hotel room.
Bai Ge hung up the phone and said to Song Lan, "We've checked that marketing account. They accepted money from Jiang Ke and bought a press release to discredit Jiang Mingxi."
But now, Zhao Ke has clarified for Jiang Mingxi, and Jiang Mingxi himself has posted photos to further prove that he was being hacked.
"Netizens, basically anyone with eyes can see that it was Jiang Ke who was doing this to discredit Jiang Mingxi. Jiang Mingle's reputation has also been damaged, but Jiang Mingxi has used this to increase his popularity." Bai Ge looked at Song Lan, knowing that Song Lan was holding back his anger. He paused and asked, "What do you want?"
Song Lan sat on the sofa, looking a little cold.
"Tell this marketing account to release some negative information about Jiang Mingle and keep it on the trending searches for three full days. If they can't do it, expect to be shut down."
Bai Ge couldn't help but sigh, how cruel.
This marketing account received money from Jiang Ke to discredit Jiang Mingxi. Now, it is spreading negative information about Jiang Mingle, which is equivalent to taking revenge on Jiang Mingle and telling everyone: it is stepping on Jiang Ke's face.
But they all deserved it.
"Well, they definitely won't dare refuse this."
Even if he dared to refuse Song Lan, he would not dare to offend the Song family.
Song Lan glanced at his phone. Jiang Mingxi hadn't sent him a message yet. He stroked the screen and said, "He terminated his contract with Jiang Ke. He hasn't signed with the company yet, right?"
Bai Ge laughed, "Sign him to your studio?"
Song Lan scoffed, "If he signs with my studio and achieves success in the future, others will say that I provided him with resources, and his own efforts will be discredited as mere decoration."
Bai Ge was simply amazed.
Are you still so meticulous?
Last time, a popular young actress wanted to sign with Song Lan’s studio. How did Song Lan respond?
He said—
If I sign it, it would be too troublesome if rumors started to spread and I couldn't explain it.
The refusal was clear: I don’t want anything to do with you.
"So what do you mean?"
Song Lan looked at her phone again. Jiang Mingxi hadn't sent a message yet. Did he take so long to take a shower?
Rubbing the edge of the phone with his fingers, Song Lan said, "Give my sister-in-law a heads-up and see if Jiang Mingxi is willing to sign Huan Sheng."
Huansheng is backed by the Song family and is considered one of the best entertainment companies in the industry.
Song Lan separated from Huansheng a few years ago and set up his own studio.
Although Huansheng is now managed by Song Lan's sister-in-law, Song Lan holds 60% of the shares.
Bai Ge chuckled, "Given Jiang Mingxi's current popularity and status, if he could sign Huan Sheng, he must be..."
Before she could finish her words, Song Lan's phone vibrated.
Song Lan immediately lowered his head to look at his phone.
[Teacher Song, can we video chat? I miss you so much~]
Seeing that Song Lan's expression softened and even showed a smile, Bai Ge understood who sent the message. He said nothing more and stood up to leave.
The room door clicked shut.
Song Lan called Jiang Mingxi via video.
Just a moment after I dialed, the call was connected immediately.
Jiang Mingxi had just finished taking a shower and his hair was still wet.
He was wearing a black satin pajamas, the color of which contrasted sharply with his fair skin.
When the video is connected.
Jiang Mingxi was kneeling on the bed, buttoning her pajamas, one by one from her lower abdomen to her chest.
When Song Lan saw this scene as soon as the call was connected, his breathing suddenly tightened.
Jiang Mingxi looked at him with a hooked look in her eyes and said softly, "Teacher Song, when I was taking a shower just now, I was thinking, how nice it would be if you could give me some shower gel. I'd be naked and it would feel so smooth to the touch. You'd definitely like to touch me, maybe even kiss me."
In the quiet room, Song Lan was the only one there.
He looked at the person in the video and listened to the seductive words, his breathing so heavy that he could even hear it himself.
"Then why did you leave so early this morning?" He asked with a hoarse voice. It wasn't a question, but he wanted to hear Jiang Mingxi's answer. "Why didn't you tell me when you left?"
When Jiang Mingxi falls in love, he must be clear about it.
The gorgeous little expression suddenly revealed a sense of grievance.
Complain.
"I went there. I got up early and went to see Teacher Song. I wanted to say goodbye to her and hoped that she would kiss me and hug me tightly, kissing me so hard that I couldn't breathe.
"But Su Hui blocked the entrance to the courtyard and wouldn't let me in."
Song Lan's face, which had been seduced to the point of lust, gradually turned cold because of these words.
When he got up in the morning, Su Hui was still asleep.
But he went to look for Jiang Mingxi but couldn't find him. Chen Chong told him that the director team had notified every courtyard that the live broadcast was cancelled.
He didn't receive the notification.
When he turned back, he asked Su Hui if he knew that Jiang Mingxi had come to pick up the suitcase.
Su Hui spoke frankly, saying, "I know. I just got up when the director team came to inform me that today's live broadcast was cancelled. I happened to run into Jiang Mingxi, and I helped him take out his suitcase."
He asked Su Hui what Jiang Mingxi said at that time.
Su Hui said nothing.
"He blocked you at the door?" Song Lan asked.
Jiang Mingxi nodded aggrievedly, "Yes, he said you were chatting with Zhang Lin on the phone at night and it was too late. He asked me not to disturb your sleep. If I have anything to say to you, he will help me convey it."
Song Lan frowned suddenly. Even more than his anger, he felt uneasy, fearing Jiang Mingxi would misunderstand him. He blurted out, "I didn't call anyone."
He also remembered what Zhao Jiayuan said, that Jiang Mingxi was waiting for him last night.
Song Lan let out a sigh and continued, "I was planning to go look for you last night, but I thought you were too tired during the day. I called you for over half an hour, but I was afraid you might fall asleep, so I didn't go."
Jiang Mingxi pouted, hummed, and said nothing.
Song Lan looked at his unhappy expression, and her heart ached. "I'm sorry, I made you feel wronged."
Jiang Mingxi looked at him with a small look and nodded, "It's really unfair. You two slept together last night."
Jiang Mingxi lowered her head, her white fingers casually scratching the bed.
Song Lan only felt that what he was scratching was not the bed, but his heart.
"We didn't sleep together. He slept in the outer room. Jiang Mingxi, I can't sleep in the same bed with everyone." Song Lan could understand Jiang Mingxi's grievances from last night to this morning. "Blame me."
Jiang Mingxi's droopy eyes brightened up.
Thinking about the house where Song Lan lived, there was indeed a simple sofa in the outer room.
Um?
Su Hui couldn't sleep in the same bed with him.
But he slept in Song Lan's bed.
Jiang Mingxi's eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on her beautiful face. She asked Song Lan cheerfully, "Since I'm feeling so wronged, how are you going to comfort me, Teacher Song?"
The word "honghong" made it difficult for Song Lan not to think of that night in Qiaotou Village.
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