Song Lin's eyes widened. She didn't expect him to refuse so decisively, which made her feel embarrassed and humiliated.
Her face flushed red, and tears welled up in her eyes. "Brother Yu, I grew up listening to your songs. Although I'm ten years younger than you, I've liked you for many years. It's not the kind of love a fan has for an idol, but the kind of love you have when you want to be in a relationship. I can do anything for you."
"I must be the luckiest girl in the world. Before my father passed away, he entrusted me to the care of my uncle. My uncle is your agent. I am only one step away from the person I love. Do you know how happy I am?"
"Brother Yu, you like me too, right?"
"You never let any female fans get close to you. You've never been in a relationship, and there are no other women around you... You treat me differently. You care so much about your music career, but you allow me to enter your recording studio and allow my uncle to take me to the place where you find inspiration..."
The more Song Lin spoke, the more excited she became. She wanted to rush forward and hug the man's waist, tears rolling down her eyes.
Liang Hanyu hurriedly dodged the touch and shouted loudly: "Get out!"
His temples were throbbing, the hairs on his body were standing on end, and he felt a chill: "Are you a pervert?!"
Song Lin burst into tears: "Brother Yu, why do you say that? Why don't you accept me?"
"Is it because of uncle? You and uncle are friends. We are not related by blood, so we can be together!"
"Song Lin, stay away from me."
"Your behavior as a sasaeng fan is not love, it's harassment."
Liang Hanyu felt that this was the first time in his life that he felt so nauseous.
Even though I was prepared in my heart, I still almost vomited it out.
"Impossible." Song Lin's pretty face turned pale as she muttered to herself, "Impossible, you must like me."
Liang Hanyu stepped back, keeping a safe distance. His eyes were cold yet revealing undisguised hatred. "You like me, so I have to like you? Who made this unreasonable clause? Where does your crazy logic come from?"
"Let me be clear now. I have never liked you from the beginning to the end. Please don't let your imagination run wild."
"About that thing you think I'm treating you with special care. Do I need to explain it more clearly? Song Jun raised you and took pity on your background, yet you acted like a spoiled child, deceived him, and used his name to achieve your own selfish goals. Don't treat others as fools. Do you want me to tell you everything you said to him?"
Liang Hanyu was not deceiving Song Lin, he really had kept the evidence.
I've been preparing since that prophetic dream.
Ask a private detective to secretly film the scene where Song Lin deceives Song Jun, and save the record of Song Lin stealing his information through Song Jun's mobile phone...all these are paving the way for breaking up.
Liang Hanyu was clear-headed and determined in his mind. He would never sit and wait for death and end up like in his "dream".
Song Lin kept sobbing and shaking her head.
"Brother Yu, I really like you. I don't want to take advantage of my uncle, but I can't think of any other way to get close to you."
Song Lin cried and cried, and suddenly reached out and began to pull at her skirt, her voice sad and sorrowful: "Brother Yu, I don't want to be like this, but I love you too much."
"I know you're going to record a show, so I chose to come here today. This variety show is very popular. If it's filmed, everyone in the world will know about our relationship. You can't deny it. Brother Yu, you forced me to do this. I can't live without you."
Liang Hanyu turned and ran.
The door of the recording studio was kicked loudly by him.
"Brother Yu, my wish will come true."
Song Lin's skirt fell down, leaving only two thin pieces of underwear. She pounced on him with a smile on her lips.
The next moment, when he saw the scene outside the door, the smile disappeared instantly.
Four guests from the Heart-Stirring Message program, more than ten staff members, and her uncle Song Jun were all standing at the door.
The camera kept snapping at her.
He Yutong asked in shock: "What are you doing?!"
"You're asking even though you already know the answer." Su Lianyi crossed her arms, turned her head and looked at Song Lin, her voice falling lightly, "Ms. Song Lin, huh? Sorry, we've been here for a long time."
Wen Jiayang added: "I've recorded everything about your plan."
"Ms. Song, please start your performance."
He was full of sympathy for Liang Hanyu.
I thought with emotion that I used to envy Teacher Liang for his talent and fame, but now I realize that fame is not necessarily a good thing.
Song Lin couldn't help but look at Liang Hanyu in the center of the crowd.
He was still the look she loved the most, cool, calm and composed, but at this moment, she was left with only fear in her heart.
"Stop filming!" Song Lin screamed, covering her exposed body. "Stop filming! All of you get out!"
She did intend to be photographed by the program crew pulling and tugging with Liang Hanyu.
But she was not naked, but she put on her clothes under Liang Hanyu's "coercion", and she endured the grievance in her heart.
It shouldn't be like this.
"Stop filming!" Song Lin used her skirt to cover her body while pushing the camera in front of her.
The barrage of comments in the live broadcast room almost caused the system to crash.
【Lightning strikes at the opening.】
[It shocked my whole family for a hundred years.]
[I can't believe there are people in this world who use their innocence to slander others, killing one thousand enemies and only hurting eight hundred of their own.]
【A shameless fan. 】
If the production crew had arrived a little later and missed recording her words, these conspiracies might have come true. I feel sorry for Teacher Liang, such a poor man.
[She has a really good figure, with a curvy figure. Such a beauty is actually willing to pay attention to a man. I envy Liang Hanyu.]
The barrage was silent for a moment, and then a barrage of insults broke out.
[Smelly man, get out of here.]
[Don't put your dirty thoughts out in the open, it's disgusting.]
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The first to react was Song Jun. He blocked the camera with his body and explained sternly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry for this mess. Please leave and let me handle this."
Song Lin broke down and cried, "Uncle! Get them out!"
She wanted to be with her beloved man at the lowest cost, rather than being naked in front of the public.
The people from the program crew quickly left. They didn't want such shameful things to affect the broadcast!
He Yutong sneered: "She used her uncle without mercy, and now when something happens, she keeps calling him uncle and expects him to clean up the mess."
She just complained about Song Lin's selfishness. Every family has its own problems, and she just watched the show.
Everyone nodded.
Song Lin, the niece of Liang's agent, Song Jun, is only nineteen years old. Her profile is filled with posts about Liang, including short essays and stories, which are quite corny. @涼雨 (Linyu). Her ID is simple and crude, a homophone of her name and Liang's.
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