Song Zicheng hurried into the study. The email was sent by Si Dashu, in it was a web link and a sentence. âBoss, Song Zhengâs photo was exposed.â
Taking a deep breath, Song Zicheng clicked open the website, and was immediately stabbed in the eye by that scarlet, large title.
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It was an anonymous post called âHaijiao Communityâ that had become popular when it was uploaded, and now this post had become a hot topic in the forum, stuck to the top and floating red.
âExposing These Years When Qiu Mingyan Was A Mistressâ
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The poster was a zealous insider, explaining a photo. The photo was a sneakshot of Qiu Mingyan and Song Zheng window-shopping together.
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Passerby: LZSB, evaluation complete!
Distressed Eyebrow: Front row, selling melon seeds and soda!
Daming Lakeâs Mama Rong: OP, hurry up and explain!
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OP: Iâm here, Iâm here. Continuing, everyone knows that Qiu Mingyan is Xinghai Entertainmentâs boss Song Zichengâs girlfriend, since both of them have had a public relationship for several years already. Do you think that Song person would be willing to be cuckolded and raise other peopleâs daughter? She is precisely his daughter! During â93, didnât Qiu Mingyan disappear for a period of time, saying she went to the United States to take advanced studies? It was actually to give birth to a child. The people in the circle are well aware, at that time, Xinghai Entertainment hadnât been established yet, Song Zicheng was the movies and films supervisor for Chinaâs national broadcasting station, and because of this matter someone had reported him, and he lost his jobâŚ
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Second in the world of labor and management: Iâm dizzy, what rhythm is this?
Daming Lakeâs Mama Rong: In my heart thousands of
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This poster seemed to have been in the entertainment circle for many years, with the appearance of knowing everything. They had even put up the photo of Song Xiao which had made a lot of noise for the past few days, for comparison. Because the illegitimate girl matured early, she seemed just as old as Song Xiao. While Song Zichengâs wife, who was a famous author and gold medal screenwriter, had undoubtedly died only five years ago!
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After this post was published, it was quickly forwarded in multiple social network sites, and more and more various conjectures emerging. However, everyone finally understood the report about Song Xiao a few days ago. The internet was scolding people all the time. The people criticizing Song Xiao before immediately vanished without a trace, the substitution, was the criticism towards Qiu Mingyan which was several times harsher.
The internet media had just gotten more popular, which the traditional media hadnât taken to. As the boss of an entertainment company, Song Zicheng had also attached more importance towards the traditional media, thus when this matter arose, he focused more of his energy into the entertainment newspaper. But, seeing the internetâs views and forwards, Song Zicheng finally became aware of a problem, that there was an immeasurable and terrible power hidden within the internet.
If this matter wasnât resolved well, the whole of Xinghai Entertainment would receive a large impact. The company had just been listed, so it definitely must not be defamed!
âXiao Si, copy the email to the public relations department and the media department. In addition, inform all department managers, tomorrow morning there will be an emergency conference at eight, there must be no absence.â Song Zicheng made several phone calls in succession, his complexion ugly.
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Qiu Mingyan sat on one side, afraid to make a sound. She waited until he stopped to drink some water, only then did she quietly ask. âWhat happened?â
Song Zicheng ignored her.
Qiu Mingyan thought of the interview she did behind Song Zichengâs back. It just so happened that it was being broadcasted today, could it be that Song Zicheng was unhappy because of this?
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Song Xiao returned to his room and laid in bed to take a nap. After the sky had completely darkened, he suddenly received a call from Li Weiwei.
âSong Xiao, are you free?â Li Weiweiâs voice was still brimming with energy.
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âIâm free.â Song Xiao laid on his stomach bleary-eyed, his voice still a little nasal.
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âItâs so lively right now,â Li Weiwei said with some schadenfreude, âAi, quick, go and watch Banana Station, itâs now broadcasting that old ladyâs special interview, it seems particularly just the right flavor to match with the post on Haijiao!â
Yu Tangâs home was in the suburbs. It took a long time to pass through A city during the rush hour. Midway, he had even stopped by a French restaurant, requesting for a mousse cake.
A wide and lavish garden, itâs borders could not be seen in the darkness. The car stopped directly at the entrance, and as Yu Tang got off the car, a pink figure threw itself over.
âGege, youâre back!â A sweet and sticky voice came from a little girl about the age of seven or eight.
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Yu Tang held his sister and made her stand properly, then gave her the cake in his hands. Seeing the delicate and adorable little lady expose a smile, he couldnât help ticking up his lips too. This was his birth sister, Yu Miao, who looked exactly the same as the Anyuan princess in his last life.
âLittle sister is now leaving, and fears that there will be no return. Take care, elder brother,â The Anyuan Princess was dressed in a lavish wedding dress. In the whistling, cold wind, she bid farewell to Yu Jintang, who was sending her off, âI hope that Great Yu will be rich, powerful and peaceful. One day in the future, if elder brother can visit the Hu lands to see this little sister, she could die with no regrets.â
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âJinmiaoâŚâŚâ Yu Jintang looked at the chief of Xiongnu afar, stretching out his neck as if he was a starving wolf awaiting meat, and pursed his lips. âGege will certainly come and pick you up!â
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Elder brotherâs promise, in the end were empty words.
âYou said youâd return at eight, and now itâs exactly eight! Gegeâs so amazing!â Yu Miao held the cake in one hand and pulled the hem of her brotherâs jacket with the other, talking excitedly.
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âWhat gege promised you, he will definitely do.â Yu Tang softly said as he watched that little fellow running off while still holding the cake.
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Yu Miao passed the cake over to the maid, then ran back over in a flustered and panicked manner. âGege, I forgot to tell you, there are guests at home, theyâre discussing things with dad in the study.â
âYoung MasterâŚâ A male attendant in a black suit walked over and whispered something in Yu Tangâs ear. Yu Tang gave a slight nod, ordering the maid to watch over his little sister while she ate the cake, and was about to go upstairs, then saw Qiu Mingyanâs interview that was currently on tv.
âYour affections with Mr. Song had always been pretty good, when are you getting married?â The host asked with a smile.
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âThis, youâll have to ask Mr. Song,â Qiu Mingyan smiled with a face of happiness, âHe has a son, so the matter of marriage must have the childâs feelings within consideration.â
âSpeaking like this, the reason for not marrying is because of the other personâs sonâs resistance?â
On the program, Qiu Mingyan, exuding an appearance of not wanting to retaliate and wanting to repay with silence, spoke until she even cried.
The internet users who were watching while posting on forums were already about to puke.
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Daming Lakeâs Mama An: My mom ya, last nightâs dinner were all puked out ăvomitsă
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Gongzi is mighty: You all didnât notice, Song gongzi is really handsome ahhhhhhh!
The people who had scolded Song Xiao before had all suddenly vanished, some who had occasionally appeared were attacked from all sides and covered up, forced to flee. A new forum âSong Gongzi is Mightyâ was opened, published by one of the People Hospitalâs nurses, who had reportedly witnessed the whole process of âSong Gongzi Slapping The Face of The Mistressâ. The plot was rhythmically going up and down, and several times people had suspected they were article writers.
Song Xiao found the forum under Li Weiweiâs guidance with great difficulty, reading it from top to bottom, and felt that the direction it was heading for was weirder and weirder.
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Originally the discussion were pretty alright, and later it became all kinds of praises like âGongziâs Mighty Imperiousnessâ, âGongziâs Unified
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While he was reading to the point that his eyes were dizzy, Yu Tang called.
âThis matter isnât that simple, itâs a scheme to attack the business,â Yu Tang stood at the balcony of his bedroom, watching a black limousine departing the entrance, âWarn your father.â
Song Xiao nodded his head, then realised Yu Tang couldnât see it, so he replied, âThat⌠Have you eaten?â
When Yu Tang heard this, he smiled, a hand braced against the white railings on the balcony. âNot yet ne, does the empress want to come serve zhen dinner?â
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âThis servant is just routinely asking.â Song Xiaoâs lips twitched, then hung up.
Walking to Song Zichengâs study, he was about to knock on the door, but heard the quarreling sounds from within.
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âYou canât do this! If you do this my career will be ruined!â Qiu Mingyanâs screeching could be clearly heard from outside the door.
âIf it wasnât for you attracting the paparazzi, where would there be this many problems! Who gave you the face to even go on this type of program!â Song Zichengâs anger was evidently not light, his voice had also raised a lot.
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Song Xiao retrieved his hand. His father already knew that this was a conspiracy, so he didnât need to say any more.
The carnage on the internet was still continuing to escalate, and many people had already begun to expose Qiu Mingyanâs actions over the years. The single title of âmistressâ, had already doomed her future activities to be hard. What this world didnât lack was people who liked to watch the liveliness and hit a person whoâs down.
But these things, didnât have much of an influence towards the completely unrelated Song Xiao. The next day he still got up early, memorised a novel with lots of dialogue to learn the modern language and speaking manner, then read a fashion magazine to research the modern peopleâs fashion style, and wore a leisure outfit and went out to wait for Yu Tang.
Yu Tang sat in the car, and from afar he could see a slender figure standing at the entrance of the district. White hoodie and blue jeans, the clothes could not be more common, but on Song Xiao, it had the looks of a modest noblemanâs manner.
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Standing like a bamboo that would rather break than bend, moving like a breeze and exuding elegance.
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The car stopped, Yu Tang was dressed entirely in black, and used the mirror to look over his appearance, made sure his hairstyle wasnât messy, then calmly opened the door and went down the car.
Note: The desert built on white bones, the drizzle of the region south of the Yangtze River is thousands of miles away, there were few chances to return home. â Excerpt from âZhai Poetryâ, ¡Yu¡Yu Jintang
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âWhy Is The Disparity Between The Treatment Between The Little Brother And Sister This Bigâ
Meimei: Gege, I want that
Fish Tang: Ok ok ok, buy buy buy
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Meimei: Gege, that person looks like the history bookâs chief of Xiongnu
Fish Tang: Mother of a whore, unable to restrain myself from beating his life away
Didi: Gege, I want that
Fish Tang: F*ck off, buy it yourself
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Didi: Gege, that person looks like the history bookâs male empress
Fish Tang: What are you looking at, thatâs your sister-in-law
Didi: QAQ
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