Na Ronglan tightened his lips and defended himself seriously, "I didn't! I swear, I never said anything provocative to Chen Yao from beginning to end."
Her tone was firm, as if every word had been carefully considered.
Although this man was as handsome as a god, his brain seemed to be a little dull.
He kept asking the same question over and over again, as if he had obsessive-compulsive disorder.
This time it was Huo Ling's turn to fall into deep thought.
He knew that this matter was now like a tangled mess that could not be easily sorted out.
In order to get to the bottom of the truth, we must provide conclusive evidence.
He looked at Na Ronglan deeply and warned her, "You should take good care of yourself and don't bother Chen Yao again."
After saying this, he turned and left the ward with firm and decisive steps.
Na Ronglan looked at Huo Ling's departing back in silence, feeling an inexplicable irritation in his heart.
She couldn't help but ask the system, "What's going on? Isn't there a dashcam? Why doesn't he just go get the evidence?"
"Host, the dashcam is damaged and cannot be repaired." The system replied in its usual calm tone.
"Even you can't repair it?" Naronglan asked unwillingly.
In her opinion, the system should be omnipotent.
"Yes, there's nothing I can do." The system frankly admitted its limitations.
Naronglan felt disappointed and frustrated.
She had heard that other hosts' systems were very powerful, but why was her own system so useless? She couldn't help but complain, "Why do I feel like yours is completely useless? It's far inferior to other people's systems."
The system didn't seem to care about her complaints and patiently explained, "The system needs to be upgraded to improve its functions, and upgrades require points. Only if you complete more tasks can I earn enough points to upgrade."
Na Ronglan was not interested in these explanations, and she directly cut off the conversation with the system.
Now she needed to focus on how to complete the task.
Through the audition footage, Song Jiao seemed to have a glimpse of the subtle situation on Naronglan's side, and everything developed as she expected.
She opened her red lips slightly, and her voice was as clear and pleasant as a stream in a valley: "Tuanzi, quickly go and retrieve the video footage from the previous filming. I need to keep it for emergency use."
As she spoke, she once again displayed the queen's decisiveness: "Let the final explanation of all events point to the accident of brake failure."
Tuanzi agreed and completed the video extraction work as quickly as lightning.
After dealing with all this, Song Jiao fell into a deep sleep again like a lazy cat.
Seven days later, when Song Jiao stepped out of the hospital gate, she felt as if she had stepped into a surging ocean.
A group of reporters surrounded them like hungry sharks, and their words came like a tide.
"Ms. Chen, what do you think about the previous car accident? Are you really the third party who interfered with other people's relationships?"
"Ms. Chen, will this incident have a negative impact on the release of your film?"
The reporters' questions came like a barrage of questions, making Song Jiao the focus of everyone's attention in an instant.
However, Song Jiao was like a dancer standing in the center of the stage, maintaining an elegant and calm posture in front of the camera.
Her smile was like a spring breeze, as if she was just facing an ordinary press conference.
She gently reminded the gathered reporters, "This is the main entrance of the hospital. If we gather here, it will affect other people's medical treatment. Please move to the side. I will give you a satisfactory answer."
As she moved, the reporters also moved to the side.
At this time, Song Jiao slowly spoke as if she was telling a story: "That day, Miss Zhang and I were sitting in the car when we suddenly discovered that the brakes failed. Only in such a critical situation would we fight for the steering wheel."
Her words were like a drop of water dropped into a boiling oil pan, instantly quieting the scene.
Reporters pricked up their ears, trying to catch her every word.
Song Jiao continued, "As for those rumors about me interfering in other people's relationships, they're nothing but groundless rumors. As a world-renowned dancer and an international film queen, I have access to any man I want. Why would I want to be that despicable third party?"
Her words revealed a sense of confidence and pride, as if she was declaring her independence and autonomy to the world.
"My relationship with Mr. Huo has always been normal. We were high school classmates and often studied together. In addition, my films are all invested by Mr. Huo, so our conversations are all normal. This incident will not affect the film's release."
Song Jiao's words were like a reassurance, causing the reporters at the scene to nod in understanding.
However, some reporters were still unwilling to give up and continued to ask, "What about that time when Ms. Chen embarrassed Ms. Zhang on the set?"
Song Jiao just smiled faintly, "There were a lot of people who took videos that day, but it was just because Miss Zhang's acting skills were not on the same level as mine that it was stuck on that one."
"As you all know, Director Li has always been a serious and persistent person. He strives for perfection in all his scenes. Even though I am a top actress, I still need to shoot many takes to meet his requirements."
The answer was so flawless that no one could find any flaws. In the end, they could only ask some more questions that were neither too light nor too serious, and then let Song Jiao go.
However, when Naronglan was discharged from the hospital later, she suddenly saw so many reporters and was a little overwhelmed for a moment. She didn't know how to face these people.
I could only follow the bodyguard and hurriedly get into the car.
The reporters didn't get the exclusive interview and looked at the direction she left with some disgust. They all felt bored.
Song Jiao sat lazily in the car when her cell phone rang. Huo Ling's cold voice came from the other end of the line, "Are you simply severing ties with us?"
"Mr. Huo, you're joking. What's the relationship between us?" Song Jiao asked calmly.
"Chen Yao, are you sure you want to do this? I told you to give me some time and I will take care of everything." Huo Ling's voice was full of displeasure, and even a little bit of blame.
"Boss Huo, it's time to end the game. After all, I just wanted to use your popularity to expand into the domestic market. Do you really think I love you so much that I would still love you even if you betrayed me first?"
"I don't believe that in five years you didn't even have time to go abroad to see me. A 20-hour flight and a ticket costing thousands of dollars could block the relationship we had for the past three years. Mr. Huo, please don't always treat others as fools."
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