"Big...Big sister, she..." Sun Jingjing's teeth were chattering, and her face was very pale.
Ling Li's expression was also not good. She held Sun Jingjing's hand and said calmly, "Don't worry, I will handle everything."
Sun Jingjing nodded, her lips trembling, her face deathly pale.
At this moment, she didn't look at all as arrogant as she had just been.
"Useless! Useless! Every single one of you is useless! Oh dear—"
Niu Cheng was groaning in agony.
"What are you all standing there for? Call an ambulance! If anything happens to my precious baby, you'd all better castrate yourselves!"
The entire crew was extremely busy because of the farce that had just happened.
Reporters who had heard the news flocked to the scene, blocking the ambulance outside the film set for half an hour.
By the time Niu Cheng was put into the ambulance, he was already exhaling more than he was inhaling.
It's easy to imagine that tomorrow's headlines will be about Hua Rong beating up Niu Cheng.
After getting into his own bulletproof van, Hua Rong made a phone call to Shen He.
After saying everything, he hung up the phone before Shenhe could finish cursing.
Looking back, Liu Qin was already applying medicine to Yu Xiangfei.
His upper body, especially his back, was covered in bruises, and some of the wounds from the torture he had suffered before today had even bled.
Hua Rong frowned deeply, feeling extremely displeased.
Yu Xiangfei remained silent for a long time before asking Hua Rong with concern.
"Sister Yan, just now... I dragged you into this."
Yu Xiangfei hung his head, looking like a little puppy who had made a mistake.
I kind of want someone to pat my head.
Hua Rong coughed lightly, resisting the urge to rub Yu Xiangfei's head.
"Hmph." She turned her head. "I thought you were indestructible. You should worry about yourself first. My affairs are none of your concern."
"But that Niu Cheng..."
Yu Xiangfei was still very worried because Niu Cheng had a very high status in the industry.
It's not just because he's a famous director, but also because his surname isn't actually Niu (牛).
It was the Niohuru clan, a noble family from a hundred years ago!
Even though the Qing Dynasty has fallen, the Niohuru clan still has connections with those in power.
"The Qing Dynasty is long gone."
Hua Rong said this in a cold tone, then lowered his head and twisted his wrist.
Yu Xiangfei wanted to say something, but Liu Qin pinched him, and he chose to shut up.
He could also sense that Hua Rong was in a bad mood, probably troubled by this matter.
He was somewhat annoyed that he had caused trouble for Hua Rong, but on the other hand, he also felt a strange sense of joy.
She's angry today... because of him!
Does this mean that in her heart, he is not just the "thing" that Niu Cheng talks about?
"Sister Yan has arrived."
The driver glanced out the window, looking as if facing a formidable enemy.
Hua Rong glanced outside and saw that the reporters constantly crowding around the car were indeed quite frightening.
She didn't drive off immediately. After waiting for about half a minute, a team of bodyguards appeared and successfully cleared a path for her.
Immediately after Liu Qin and Shen Shi got out of the car, Hua Rong climbed into the back seat and said to Yu Xiangfei, "Just pretend you didn't hear what those reporters outside are saying. I've got everything covered, understand?"
This was the first time Yu Xiangfei, who had been in the industry for three years, had ever seen such a spectacle.
I must say, it's quite terrifying.
However, upon hearing Hua Rong's voice, he swallowed hard and nodded emphatically.
Hua Rong was very satisfied and got out of the car through the open door.
She didn't leave immediately; instead, she stood by the car and turned slightly to look inside.
Yu Xiangfei took a deep breath and stood with her under the flashing lights.
Instantly, I couldn't open my eyes.
Hua Rong was used to it. After putting her sunglasses on Yu Xiangfei's face, she put her arm around him and headed to the hospital.
"Miss Yan, please tell me why you hit Director Niu?"
"Is it because of early resentment or because of the man in your arms?"
"Ms. Yan, as a national idol, do you think it's right to use violence to teach someone a lesson?"
"Miss Yan..."
"..."
Despite the numerous flashes of light, Hua Rong's eyes remained lazily open, unblinded by the glare.
She didn't answer; the bodyguards cleared a path, and no one blocked her way.
"Haha, Miss Yan, you haven't been bewitched by a pretty boy, have you? He's making you feel quite comfortable, isn't he!"
Hua Rong suddenly stopped, standing on the hospital steps, looking down at the reporters who were being blocked by bodyguards.
His gaze swept around several times before lingering on a middle-aged reporter who appeared thin and somewhat clever.
Oh, I remember now.
This reporter is from "Star Weekly," and those insulting words just now came from his mouth.
The people at Star Weekly are notoriously difficult to deal with because they are masters at fabricating so-called "facts" using blurry photos!
But this middle-aged man seems even more disgusting!
Not long ago, they even fabricated a story that a male celebrity who committed suicide due to depression died in bed because he was sexually exploited!
Because of this, the original owner couldn't stand it and posted a Weibo post.
So, the people at Star Weekly started a feud with her!
She has released countless pieces of "dirt" that she has never named, yet everyone knows are meant to smear her.
However, the original owner could not directly confront it.
Isn't that just taking it personally?
The fact that the headquarters of Star Weekly is located in Taiwan makes these people even more fearless!
They are all Huang Guo's territory, yet there are always some Taiwanese people who think they are superior to people from the mainland!
Damn it, if you're so capable, then don't make money off mainland Chinese!
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