I Only Love You In The Whole Wide World

"Miss Xia, I heard that Jiang Mingna has left the crew. Can you confirm this news for us?"

"I heard that Jiang Mingna will announce a walkout. It has something to do with the unspoken rules between you and the director. Can you explain this to us?"

"Miss Xia, is it really because of you that the heroine of the crew is on strike?"

"..."

The reporter's questions followed one after another.

Xia Changyue was surrounded by him, and had no chance to get out.

When Jiang Mingna's fans heard that their idol was forced away by means, their emotions instantly became agitated.

"A woman with no bottom line is not worthy of being a screenwriter!"

"Resist the unspoken rules and respect powerful actors!"

"Let the crew invite our Nana back, you are not qualified to stand here..."

The crusade became louder and louder, and all kinds of speech were completely out of control.

Many emotional fans began to throw out the mineral water bottles in their hands.

The water splashed on Xia Changyue's body. She was about to step back and was forced back by the reporter.

There are people in front and back, and the back door of the crew is close to her, but she can't move.

"boom--"

Xia Changyue was just about to call Xiang Feng with her mobile phone, and suddenly someone threw an egg in the crowd. She had no time to react, and there was a sudden pain in her arm.

The egg liquid dripped down her white arms to the hem of her skirt.

In the crowd, many people threw rotten vegetable leaves at her...

In just one minute, Xia Changyue was embarrassed, and her ears were filled with all kinds of verbal abuse, with contemptuous eyes, as if she was stripping her naked and throwing her into the crowd...

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Yan Group.

CEO's office.

In front of the luxurious desk, Yan Chengchi's tall body was trapped in a sofa chair, his enchanting face could not be seen clearly against the light.

Long fingers tapped on the armrest one after another, but his eyes fell on the phone on the table.

In my ear, the immature voice echoed continuously.

"Xiao Yueyue was bullied. Do you want to help King Hanhan protect Xiaoyue Yue?"

An Chenxu's son would actually find him.

Yan Chengchi never thought about this.

As long as he thinks of this child, his chest wants to be pressed by the boulder, and he can't breathe.

Reached out and opened the drawer, took out a cigarette and lit it.

The green smoke curled up, blurring his perfect face, and outlined a deep indifference and alienation.

She and An Chenxu's son came to ask him if they wanted to protect her together.

Does she know?

Or was she arranged at all?

Does she really need his protection?

Yan Chengchi's eyes dimmed, and he raised his hand to squeeze the cigarette **** out in the ashtray, his cold face was covered with haze.

Xia Changyue, have you ever regretted your original choice?

Yan Chengchi reached for his mobile phone and opened WeChat.

There is no new news above.

He listened to the last speech the little guy sent him again, and just about to refuse, the live TV screen in the office was switched to the crew of Xia Changyue.

"What everyone sees now is Xia Changyue, a newcomer screenwriter who has attracted widespread attention recently..." A reporter held up the microphone and began to speak.

There were sharp screams from fans all around, pointing the finger at Xia Changyue who was trapped in the middle.

In the picture, Xia Changyue's hair and clothes have become dirty, and her long hair partially covers her face, making it difficult to see the look on her face.

She stood stubbornly in the crowd, facing the accusations from the crowd, her petite body still stood upright, without flinching.