After amnesia, she became a real daughter of a wealthy family

Chapter 111 111 Betrayal, Despair, and Blackening
"Miss Du Yingxi, may I ask if it's true that you had a tryst with your boyfriend last night?"

"How long have you been dating, is it convenient to reveal the name of the other party?"

The reporters filled their ears with sharp questions one after another, making Du Yingxi even more embarrassed.

"Go away, you all go away..." she roared hysterically.

After finally sending the reporter away, Du Yingxi hurriedly took out her mobile phone from her bag, intending to contact Song Yi.

Before she dialed the phone, the call from her manager, Sister Qian, arrived first.

"What's the matter with you, Du Yingxi? It's hard for me to help you with public relations now that you have such a big scandal. Wait until the contract is terminated." Sister Qian pressed her temples while watching the overwhelming news on the Internet, feeling very headache.

"Sister Qian..."

"Don't read the news on the Internet, just close the private message, I will notify you if there is news." She stared at the news on the Internet and got a headache.

Authentic photos that are hard to deny.

Mousse Cake: Damn, I didn't expect Du Yingxi to look pure, but she would (content not shown)

Madeleine: I have been confused for three years, and once overturned the top-level experience.

Chocolate Banana Cake: No way, how did this fat boss manage to eat...

Pistachio Melaleuca: For the sake of being superior, she still has a family, hiss... she took pills.

Du Yingxi looked pale at the photos of those disgusting people.

She called Song Yi, and she answered Song Yi's manager, sister Xu.

"Hello, I'm Xu Lingyi, Song Yi's manager. Song Yi is filming now. What can you do?" She answered the phone politely.

"Sorry." Du Yingxi's fingers softened weakly.

Song Yi, abandoned her?
She hugged her knees and buried her head in her arms, full of despair.

She was cornered.

Today is the weekend.

Song Mo baked a plate of small cakes according to the recipe Song Rou taught her.

Whiteboard studio.

Du Wentao opened the door.

"Brother Xing is upstairs." After finishing speaking, he returned to the workbench.

Recently, the boss doesn't know where he got the business from. Su Huaisheng has returned to his hometown these days, and he is almost too busy all by himself.

Song Mo went upstairs and saw someone.

The lights in the room were turned off, Fang Xing was sitting on the swing sofa in the small hall, watching a movie.

"What are you looking at?" Song Mo glanced curiously.

In the projection on the wall, ghosts with disheveled hair and chains were screaming and rushing towards her.

"what--"

She was so frightened that she hugged Fang Xing's thigh.

It took a long time to realize that it was just a movie projection, "You are watching a horror movie."

Fang Xing reached out to her, ""The Wraith of the Mountain Village", if you are afraid, I will change to another movie."

"Fortunately, it's not so scary knowing it's a movie." Song Mo regained his composure and sat down again.

Knowing that this ghost is a movie clip, knowing that horror movies will deliberately use such sudden shots to create an atmosphere, knowing that there is someone around, I am not afraid at once.

What's more, this is a group of ghosts who speak neon language. If they don't understand the language, it's even less scary.

"What did you bring?" Fang Xing looked at the box in her hand.

Song Mo opened the box, "Cake."

"Are you worried that I haven't eaten?" He tilted his head.

"Are you sure you can move your hands?"

"No, but it's still possible to just hold something still." Fang Xing moved slightly.

In a day and a half, his hands didn't hurt anymore.

"Open your mouth." Song Mo held up a cake.

"Do you think I'm Lin Daiyu?" Fang Xing's mouth is unrelenting, but his body is very honest.

He opened his mouth very carefully, and gently picked up the cake, trying not to let his lips touch her fingertips.

Be careful, for fear of touching her a little bit.

Song Mo stared at his lips, and suddenly wanted to wrap a chain around his neck and tie him by his side.

As soon as this perverted idea came up, she patted herself on the head, and slapped the plot of some romance comics out of her head.

"What are you thinking?" Fang Xing's fingers waved in front of her eyes.

"Uh, it's nothing, let's watch a movie." Song Mo put the box aside and sat down obediently.

As soon as her eyes moved to the projection, a female ghost dressed in blood rushed towards her.

"Ghost!" She shrank into Fang Xing's arms in fright.

downstairs.

Du Wentao felt puzzled when he heard the voice.

He turned on his phone and began to wait for his idol's live broadcast.

There was a lot of chaos on the Internet early this morning. There was a little idol who seemed to have the same surname as him. A lot of scandals had been exposed, and she was being blamed on the Internet.

I hope that the live broadcast of Yaxuan and other meetings will not be affected.

a tall building.

Du Yingxi took off her shoes and carefully climbed up the railing.

From her point of view, thousands of high-rise buildings in the whole city are under her feet.

The wind on the roof was very strong, and she had long hair floating in the air under the blowing of the wind.

She carefully climbed down the railing and came to the outside of the building.

Voices echoed in her head.

The baby of Yingxi's family: It's disgusting, I never thought I'd be a fan of this kind of person, my youth is wasted.

Chocolate Puffs: My family is rich, and I also want to experience the feeling of a boss.

Xu Lingyi, Song Yi's agent, "Excuse me, who are you? I'll block you if I call you repeatedly."

Teammate An Wenwen laughed, "I don't dare to stay with her anymore, I'm afraid she will help me find a benefactor too..."

Just drop like that, and it's over.

These voices could no longer fill her head.

She stuck out a foot, testing the edge.

At that moment, there was no sound in Du Yingxi's mind.

Jumping down is a relief.

But is everything over?

Song Yi is not dead, her parents are still waiting for her at home, and the little golden retriever Ruby she raised in the dormitory, who will take care of it...

She subconsciously withdrew her foot.

She lifted her legs and stepped over the railing.

"Live on, Du Yingxi, live on, you want that bitch to die, and you want to see that bitch drowned in saliva just like you."

she said to herself.

The evening wind played with her long hair, and at this moment, her eyes were full of hatred.

The autumn light shone in her eyes, and she saw a little light in her eyes.

Whiteboard Studio, second floor.

"Mountain Village Wraith" puts the ending, and the protagonist finds a secret way to escape in the mountain cave.

Song Mo was on the chair, swinging his legs leisurely.

Seeing this, no matter how many ghosts there are, they are no longer scary in her eyes.

"Did you see just now, that female ghost has something between her teeth..." She tried to warm up the atmosphere.

"Well, you're not afraid now?" Fang Xing threw a cake into his mouth.

Her eyes are clear and reflect the light.

"I have run here, and I will definitely be able to go out next."

It's almost the end, if you don't run out, it's time to enter the subtitles.

Fang Xing didn't speak.

He has personally experienced that it is so easy to escape from a real mountain village.

Even though he was familiar with the mountain road and knew the way out of the village, he still tried for half a month before escaping.

　//Pigeon: Song Yi's box lunch is warming up

　　
　
(End of this chapter)