Chapter 35

{That's right, I suggest the National Radio and Television Administration ban this woman.}

{Isn't this slander? Calling her "Sister Song Gua"? Send her to the police station, call her "Sister Send Her to Jail."}

The fans got more and more excited as they talked, and Xiao Liang in the room also became more and more agitated. It was as if something was dancing in his mind, and words were coming out of his mouth uncontrollably.

"I wouldn't even look at someone like you. Are you trying to seduce me?"

Suddenly subjected to a barrage of insults, Song Shiwei felt a surge of resentment. [He insulted me!! Ugh, I want to crawl into the shadows and kill him!]

[Where did this ordinary guy come from? Is he crazy?]

[Can anyone help me? He used such foul language.]

Jiang Ye frowned, his expression showing a hint of anger. "Xiao Liang, how dare you speak like that? Show some respect."

"What? She's your mistress, and I said a few words to her, and you got all worked up?" Xiao Liang said maniacally. "So that's why she suddenly jumped on the bandwagon; she's your top star's lover, huh?"

Jiang Ye's usually flamboyant and dashing face contorted with rage as he stared intently at the person before him. "Try saying that again!"

Xiao Liang laughed arrogantly again, "She's your lover, she's your little sweetheart."

Jiang Ye glanced at the call that had already gone through, and sneered inwardly. He didn't care; if they spread rumors about Song Shiwei, his brother would take action.

Song Shiwei snorted softly, "People with dirty eyes see everyone as dirty. Have you been someone's mistress before? Otherwise, how would you know so much?"

Song Shiwei spoke softly, yet it still managed to break Xiao Liang's guard again. "How could that be? How could I be someone's mistress? You look like you're designed to seduce men."

"Life is so dull, [insert negative comment about humanity]." Song Shiwei and said with a sigh, "Being like this, it's destined that we're not meant to be."

"You!" Xiao Liang's face turned red with anger as he pointed at Song Shiwei, looking as angry as a pig.

The onlookers, who were simply enjoying listening to Song Shiwei's cursing, felt incredibly satisfied, as if their breasts had instantly become clear.

Song Shiwei smug. [The reputation of "mad literature" is indeed well-deserved; being a happy madwoman is so much fun.]

[Given Xiao Liang's mental state, she really didn't believe he hadn't taken drugs; she suggested the doctor check him up.]

The doctor looked at Xiao Liang, his eyes narrowing slightly, and an idea began to form in his mind.

He took a deep breath. "The patient's heart is beating very fast, and the whites of her eyes have turned a strange color. I initially suspect drug use."

"How could I possibly be doing drugs? Absolutely impossible!" Xiao Liang immediately shouted.

"I know you're in a hurry, but don't panic. The ambulance will be here soon. We'll take you to the hospital for tests," the doctor said loudly. "Sir, I also suggest you have your mental state checked."

Upon hearing the doctor's words, Xiao Liang immediately started gesturing wildly, "You're talking nonsense! I'm not going! I haven't done drugs!"

Having had his fill of Song Shiwei finally opened the Gossip Compendium: [Good heavens, these two were actually using a new type of drug. The side effects are currently unclear, but this drug is practically undetectable; it's colorless, odorless, and extremely difficult to identify.]

[No wonder the doctor couldn't find anything wrong; talking nonsense is a side effect. For a short period, you can't drink water, can't have sex, and can't be exposed to any stimulation...]

[I wonder if the person who gave them the drugs reminded them of these precautions; these two completely ignored them and stepped on a landmine.]

As they were arguing, the elevator doors suddenly opened from the outside, and a person rushed out. "Mr. Xiao, I forgot to tell you about the side effects of this new type of drug."

"Oh, Mr. Xiao, you said you'd introduce me to clients, but you've introduced so many at once? I don't have that many goods."

[The first werewolf has jumped out; now we'll ask Xiao Liang if his face hurts.]

[You're sure you're not in pain, right? After all, this is just a wall of metal; how could it possibly hurt?]

Xiao Liang was startled and jumped back to reality. Why was Boss Zhang back? Wasn't that a direct accusation that he was a drug addict?

He was so angry he almost died; how could he possibly defend himself?

Before Xiao Liang could even resolve his situation, two men approached side by side from a distance. "President Liu, just trust me. Investing in this drama will definitely be a huge profit for you. I spent three years selecting this script."

[The assistant director and his biggest scumbag investor?]

[This production team is only missing a few Xiao Wu and Xiao Liu, as well as the main characters from Yang Jiayi's ex-girlfriends, to complete the story.]

[No rush, they're on their way. This juicy gossip is just as explosive as the last one.]

A note from the author:

I'm finally done writing! A full 16,500 words! I'm completely exhausted.

Chapter 35

◎Well done! Wild Vegetable Bro Brother Shampoo, you two did a great job today.◎

Just as Song Shiwei was complaining, President Liu walked over with the assistant director, looking rather uninterested.

But the moment he saw Song Shiwei, his expression instantly brightened, and he strode over. "Oh, Miss Song, what are you doing here? What a coincidence!"

Song Shiwei, then silently thought to himself, "[It's a pleasure to meet you, my dear, troublesome President Liu.]"

President Liu:?

Upon seeing Song Shiwei, President Liu was overjoyed. He had been so busy lately that he hadn't had a chance to properly thank Miss Song; she had truly saved his life.

After finishing his gossip with Song Shiwei that day, he rushed back home. Sure enough, his wife and his good brother were secretly moving things out. He caught them red-handed, and when he opened the door, he was so angry he almost had a stroke.

That was an emerald Buddha head that he bought from abroad at a high price. Its clarity and texture were top-notch in the world. The value of this thing alone was already as high as one or two hundred million.

Not to mention the extremely precious collectibles, jewelry necklaces, and other valuable items in his box; he felt a chill run down his spine, and any remaining illusions he had vanished.