âOther peopleâs boyfriends would always push their girlfriends forward. It would be nice for you. With such good acting skills in Xiangyi, she seems to be a rising star in the entertainment industry. Even if you donât help her, you are still dragging her, clinging to her leg. As a boyfriend, arenât you too negligent?â
Zhao Xingguangâs face gradually showed some guilt. âI didnât think about it. I was only thinking about Xiangyi.â
ââI didnât think about itâ. With these words⌠How many chances have you ruined for Xiangyi?â
Seeing him back down, Lin Shiheng became more and more arrogant. âTell me yourself, are you worthy of her?â
Zhao Xingguang silently shook his head. By his side, the person who kept lecturing him for quite a while finally cut to the chase.
âFor the sake of Xiangyi, you must break up.â
Zhao Xingguang nodded sadly. Yes, for the sake of Xiangyi, break up and âŚ
Isnât Xiangyi his sister?!
Break up my ass!
He finally freed himself from Lin Shihengâs brainwashing. âNow you listen here⌠youâŚâ
Lin Shiheng suddenly reached out and interrupted him, slightly leaning over and pressing the Bluetooth headset in his ear. âWait a minute, I have to answer a call.â
Zhao Xingguang could only swallow back his words.
We are being interviewed! What phone call?!
Lin Shihengâs eyebrows frowned more and more. âOkay, I see. â
After a short reply, he turned his face seriously again. âAsk Xiangyi to come down, now.â
Zhao Xingguang is still angry. âCome down as soon as you say so?! How can she just come down in an interview?â
Lin Shiheng didnât bother to talk to him, glanced around, walked up to Yun Xiangyi, smiled and waved to the reporter below. âEveryone is so enthusiastic about Xiangyi⌠Itâs my turn now.â
Yun Xiangyi thought this was little strange, according to the process, the next one up is not supposed to be Lin Shiheng. Zhao Xingguang behind him had angry blue veins popping out. Lin Shiheng didnât only scheme against him, now heâs starting to play tricks on Xiangyi.
There was something wrong with Yun Xiangyi, who was about to retire. A reporter crowded in front, because the sound of the microphone, it was clearly heard by everyone. âPlease wait a moment, I want to ask one last question.â
âRegarding the fact that Yun Xiangyi was a mental patient and had lived in a mental hospital; it circulated on the internet ten minutes ago. Asking Yun Xiangyi to please answer, is it real?â
The reporters at the bottom of the stage suddenly exploded. Some people rushed forward to ask if the people around them really had that news. After confirming that there was news and pictures on the Internet, they rushed forward to ask.
The scene was a bit chaotic, Lin Shiheng hurriedly pushed away Yun Xiangyi. Using his body to block people in front âGo backstage.â
Yun Xiangyi turned pale and could not move her legs for a moment.
She looked at a person holding a microphone in front of her, trying to desperately hand it to her. Everyoneâs face was excited to find some big news.
âMay I ask Yun Xiangyi, do you really suffer from mental illness?â
âDid you really live in a mental hospital?â
âIs your mental state normal right now?â
Yun Xiangyi felt a stabbing pain in her heart, only to find that she forgot to breathe.
They found out.
Everyone will know that she is ill.
They will look at her with rejection and disgust like her parents.
No matter how much she tries to please them, itâs no use.
They will only guard against her, a mental patient, who would freak out and hurt people.
She wants to be normal and wants a normal life.
But now, it canât happen anymore.
Yun Xiangyi was shaking all over. She didnât even notice. She was already crying. She wanted to run away, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldnât move. She could only stand in a daze under the flashes of cameras.
Just then, a hand yanked Yun Xiangyi over, and then a coat was over her head. She could not see anything, nor could the people outside see her.
Lin Shihengâs voice came from the outside, âif you want to cry, hide inside and cry. Donât be photographed.â
Then, a hand took her hand, very warm, but also very big. The palm covered her own, like a cocoon. Pulled by him, Yun Xiangyi doesnât have to think about anything, just follow this hand forward.
Lin Shiheng gave Yun Xiangyi, that had his coat over her head, to the anxious-looking Zhao Xingguang, and briefly said, âtake her out the back door and go back to the companyâs PR department.â
Zhao Xingguang didnât bother to think about why this guy would help them. He took his sisterâs hand and protected her and went outside.
A group of reporters watched Yun Xiangyi leave, immediately worried, and even wanted to go on stage to chase. Lin Shiheng took off his coat, leaving only a white shirt, his handsome expression is still natural, smiling, with hands out to stop this reporter.
âItâs my turn for an interview. Why are you running?â
The reporter was not a novice either. After listening to his words, he only looked at Yun Xiangyi, and stretched out his hand to push the person away wantonly.
As a result, he found that Lin Shiheng was not as slim and weak as he was, but he didnât have the strength to smile. Now he grabbed his hand with a smile on his face and dragged him off the stage, so rough that he even pulled off his tie.
In the face of the reporter who was still quarrelling at the bottom, Lin Shiheng pulled out his cell phone and clicked on the live broadcast.
âHello, dear viewers. Now facing you are our dear journalists. Right now, itâs my turn for an interview and share with you.â
The reporters, who were in an uproar below, suddenly quieted down.
Who doesnât know that Lin Shiheng fans are a bunch of mad dogs.
If they provoked the idol, they will bite to death. If they bite to death, they will also eat meat, drink blood and boil bone soup.
If this is a live broadcast, and they ran away when they should have been interviewing Lin Shiheng. Itâs just the same as waiting to be beaten by his huge fan base.
The man in the white shirt on the top looked at the reporters who were as quiet as chickens under the table, and his face was still smiling, âisnât anybody talking?â
âThen ask the journalist who isnât wearing a tie to ask some questions first, but come and say hello to my fans before asking questions.â
The reporter without a tie, âHello, hello everyone.â
He doesnât want to ask questions. He wants to go after the big news about Yun Xiangyi.
Lin Shiheng has always been eloquent. The reporter who interviewed him was delayed for 15 minutes. Counting that the time was almost up, he turned off the live broadcast and left the stage toward the backstage.
As a result, as soon as they went out, Yun Xiangyi and Zhao Xingguang were still blocked at the door and couldnât get in the car.
Yun Xiangyi still wore his coat over her head. Zhao Xingguang protects her with one hand and stretches out his other hand to block the camera. âStop filming, please stop filming.â
âWill you excuse us? Weâre in a hurry!â
The only response was a constant click of the camera shutter and questions from some people, and some even tried to reach out and pull down the coat from Yun Xiangyiâs head.
Many of these reporters are unofficial, they can be called paparazzi. They were even more shameless than the reporters inside. Zhao Xingguang head sweated in panic, but he canât break free from their siege.
He didnât know what to do, but he saw Lin Shiheng in a white shirt frowning. He grabbed people one by one and pushed back to squeeze in front of them.
When he came up to him, he glared at Zhao Xingguang with an ugly look on his face. âGo on.â
Zhao Xingguang doesnât care that Lin Shiheng is his enemy now. âThe front is blocked.â
Before he had finished speaking, he saw Lin Shiheng push away and squeeze out the reporter, and with an attitude like he was not afraid to offend them at all, he made a way out.
After opening a path, he saw Zhao Xingguang still standing still. Lin Shiheng didnât bother to talk to him again. He grabbed Yun Xiangyiâs hand and led her straight ahead.
Zhao Xingguang was stupefied and hurriedly follow.
Their car was parked in front of them, but the driver was not there. Before he arrived, another nanny car came along again. The window opened, and it was Lin Shihengâs assistant.
âBrother, this way.â
Lin Shiheng got into the car with Yun Xiangyi, and Zhao Xingguang followed. The next moment after he was seated, the assistant drove onwards quickly.
He breathed a sigh of relief. Before he could recover, Lin Shiheng, who was sitting next to him, punched him with a fist.
âWhatâs the matter with you?!â
âAre you still Xiangyiâs boyfriend?! How are you protecting her? Iâve been delaying them for 15 minutes. Canât you get away?â
Zhao Xingguang was stunned by the hit on his stomach.
Seeing that Lin Shiheng was about to come forward to hit again, he subconsciously reached out his hand to cover his face, and then he got another punch in the stomach.
âI told you there was no boyfriend like you! Open the door and throw him out!â
Lin Shiheng wanted to hit again, but Yun Xiangyi took off his coat over her head, showing a white face full of tears, and stopped him with a crying voice, âstop it!â
âHeâs not my boyfriend, heâs my brother.â
Lin Shihengâs fist stopped in mid-air.
After pausing for a second, he turned his head to look at Yun Xiangyi, âbiological?â
Yun Xiangyi nodded.
Zhao Xingguang was holding his stomach in a daze.
The problem that he didnât understand for a long time seems to be easily solved at this moment.
Why does Lin Shiheng say that he doesnât care about the role grabbing, while at the same time did all kinds of tricks, targeting him?
Why did he turn to talk to him so many times and secretly made him think of breaking up with Xiangyi?
And the desserts.
He only thought that he hates sweets. How can he forget that Xiangyi likes sweets?
This bastard is targeting him and regarded him as a romantic rival!
In the eyes of Zhao Xingguang, which was suddenly full of anger, Lin Shiheng slowly withdrew his hand.
Just now he was ferocious and wanted to eat his face alive, within a second it turned it into a smile. He graciously reached out and held out his hand to hold Zhao Xingguang, who was stuck in the middle isle with seats on both sides, and sat him down.
âWhy didnât you say so? Really, why are you stuck in the middle? Let me help you up.â
As he said that, he looked anxiously at Zhao Xingguang, who was covering his stomach. âWhy are you covering your stomach?â
âIs it true that those reporters had hit you in the stomach? Donât be afraid. Iâll avenge you and weâll go to the hospital for an injury test and sue them to death.â
âLater, they would have used my push to vilify me. Iâll just said that I had no choice after seeing you beaten. Xiaohe, weâre not going home, drive to the hospital. Letâs go to the hospital for an injury test. If thereâs a wound report, letâs see what they can do.â
âIn this way, my image is suddenly on the rise, and I may even be able to get some fans. Who came up with such a good idea?â
Zhao Xingguangâs hands trembled, âyou, you son of a bitch!â
âYeah, thatâs what you came up with. How come youâre so smart? Thatâs my brother!â