We have already entered the Yun City.
I chose a hotel with good privacy to stay in.
After sending those two messages, Jiang Mingxi went silent.
Hotel room.
Bai Ge hung up the phone and said to Song Lan, "We've found out about that marketing account. They took money from Jiang Ke to buy articles smearing Jiang Mingxi."
But now, Zhao Ke has clarified things for Jiang Mingxi, and Jiang Mingxi herself has also posted photos to further prove that she was being framed.
"Any netizens with eyes can see that this is Jiang Ke's doing, trying to smear Jiang Mingxi. Jiang Mingle's reputation has also been damaged, while Jiang Mingxi has actually gained a lot of attention because of this." Bai Ge looked at Song Lan, knowing that Song Lan was holding back her anger, and paused before asking, "What do you want?"
Song Lan sat on the sofa, her expression slightly aloof.
"Tell this marketing account to release some dirt on Jiang Mingle and keep it trending on social media for three days straight. If they can't do that, they can expect to be shut down."
Bai Ge clicked his tongue in disapproval. That's ruthless.
This marketing account took money from Jiang Ke to smear Jiang Mingxi. Now, by posting negative information about Jiang Mingle, it's both retaliating against Jiang Mingle and telling everyone that they're stepping on Jiang Ke's face.
But they all deserved it.
"Okay, they definitely won't dare refuse."
Even if they dared to refuse Song Lan, they wouldn't dare to offend the Song Corporation.
Song Lan glanced at his phone; Jiang Mingxi hadn't sent a message yet. He stroked the screen and said, "He terminated his contract with Jiang Ke, so he hasn't signed with a company yet, right?"
Bai Ge laughed, "Sign him in your studio?"
Song Lan scoffed, "If he signs with my studio and achieves success in the future, people will say that I provided him with resources, and his own efforts will be vilified as nothing more than a pretty face."
Bai Ge was utterly amazed.
You can be this meticulous?
Last time, a popular young actress wanted to sign with Song Lan's studio. How did Song Lan respond to her?
He said--
If I sign it, it'll be too much trouble if rumors of an affair spread and I can't explain myself.
The rejection was clear and unambiguous: I don't want to have anything to do with you.
So what you mean is...?
Song Lan glanced at her phone again. Jiang Mingxi hadn't sent a message yet. Had she been taking such a long shower?
Flicking the edge of his phone, Song Lan said, "Let's talk to my sister-in-law and see if Jiang Mingxi is willing to sign with Joyful Sheng."
Joyful Sheng, backed by the Song Corporation, can be considered one of the best entertainment companies in the industry today.
Song Lan separated from Joyful Sheng a few years ago and established her own studio.
Although Joyful Sheng is currently managed by Song Lan's sister-in-law, Song Lan owns 60% of the shares.
Bai Ge chuckled, "With Jiang Mingxi's current popularity and status, he must be able to sign Joyful Sheng..."
Before she could finish speaking, Song Lan's phone vibrated.
Song Lan immediately looked down at her phone.
[ Teacher Song, can we video chat? I miss you so much~]
Seeing that Song Lan's expression softened and a smile appeared on her face, Bai Ge understood who had sent the message, so she didn't say anything more and got up to leave.
The room door clicked shut.
Song Lan made a video call to Jiang Mingxi and they connected.
The call was answered almost instantly.
Jiang Mingxi had just finished showering; her hair was still wet.
He was wearing a black silk nightgown, the color of which contrasted sharply with his fair skin.
When the video call connects.
Jiang Mingxi was kneeling on the bed, buttoning up her pajamas, one button at a time, from her lower abdomen to her chest.
Upon seeing this scene as soon as the call connected, Song Lan's breath hitched.
Jiang Mingxi looked at him with a sly look in her eyes and said softly, " Teacher Song, when I was taking a shower just now, I was thinking, how nice it would be if you could lather me with shower gel. My skin is all smooth and slippery to the touch, you would definitely like touching me, and maybe you would even kiss me."
In the quiet room, Song Lan was alone.
He watched the person in the video, listened to those seductive words, and his breathing became so heavy he could hear it himself.
"Why did you leave so early this morning?" The voice was hoarse as she asked, not as an accusation, but simply because she wanted an answer from Jiang Mingxi. "Why didn't you tell me you were leaving?"
When Jiang Mingxi is in a relationship, she wants to be completely open and honest.
Her bright little expression suddenly revealed a hint of grievance.
To file a complaint.
"I went there. I got up early to go find Teacher Song. I wanted to say goodbye to Teacher Song and I was hoping that Teacher Song would kiss me, hug me tightly, and kiss me until I couldn't breathe."
But Su Hui blocked me at the gate and wouldn't let me in.
Song Lan's face, which had been aroused to the point of intense desire, gradually turned cold because of these words.
When he got up in the morning, Su Hui was still asleep.
But when he went to look for Jiang Mingxi, he couldn't find her. Chen Chong told him that the production team had notified everyone in the courtyard that the live broadcast was canceled today.
He did not receive any notification.
When he turned back, he asked Su Hui if Su Hui knew Jiang Mingxi had come to pick up her suitcase.
Su Hui spoke frankly, saying, "I know, I just got up when the production team came to inform me that today's live broadcast was canceled. I happened to run into Jiang Mingxi, and I even helped him take his suitcase out."
He asked Su Hui what Jiang Mingxi had said at the time.
Su Hui she didn't say anything.
"Did he block you at the door?" Song Lan asked.
Jiang Mingxi nodded, looking aggrieved. "Yes, he said you were chatting on the phone with Zhang Lin late at night, and he told me not to disturb your sleep. He also asked me to pass on any messages I wanted to share with you."
Song Lan frowned suddenly, her anxiety for Jiang Mingxi rising even before her anger, and blurted out, "I didn't call anyone."
Then he remembered Zhao Jiayuan saying that Jiang Mingxi had been waiting for him last night.
Song Lan let out a sigh of relief and said, "Last night, I was planning to come see you, but I thought you were too tired during the day, and I had been on the phone for more than half an hour beforehand, so I was afraid you would fall asleep and I didn't go."
Jiang Mingxi pouted, grunted, and didn't say anything.
Seeing his unhappy little expression, Song Lan felt a pang of tenderness in her heart. "I'm sorry, I made you feel wronged."
Jiang Mingxi glanced at him and nodded, "You were so wronged, you two slept together last night."
Jiang Mingxi lowered her head, her fair fingers idly tracing patterns on the bed.
Song Lan felt as if he was scratching not the bed, but his heart.
"We didn't sleep together. He slept in the outer room, Jiang Mingxi. I can't just sleep in the same bed with anyone." Song Lan could understand Jiang Mingxi's grievances from last night to this morning. "It's my fault."
Jiang Mingxi's droopy eyes lit up for a moment.
Thinking back to the room where Song Lan lived, there was indeed a simple sofa in the outer room.
Um?
Su Hui cannot sleep in the same bed with him.
But he slept in Song Lan's bed.
Jiang Mingxi's eyes lit up, and a smile returned to her beautiful eyes. She asked Song Lan with a delighted expression, "Since I'm so upset, how are you going to comfort me, Teacher Song?"
The word "coax" made it hard for Song Lan not to think of that night in Qiaotou Village.