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Chapter 33 "Jiang Sheng, you are setting me up!"

Tan Ye raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Sheng who kept retreating.

She covered her red cheek with one hand and backed away to the corner tremblingly.

Slowly, the panic and struggle on the verge of despair in her eyes quickly disappeared, replaced by a smile of success, which disappeared in an instant.

There is a blind spot for surveillance.

"Damn!"

Tan Ye cursed in a low voice.

The next second, Jiang Sheng dialed the phone very calmly:

"I'm going to call the police."

The paparazzi hiding outside the store instantly exploded.

"Jiang Sheng, you are setting me up!"

Tan Ye trembled the corners of his lips, wanting to expose this woman's disguise, but due to the media's live broadcast and surveillance, he couldn't move even half a step.

When the police arrived, the media had already surrounded Ruijing.

And Jiang Sheng, who was huddled in the corner, had a deathly silence in his eyes.

"Miss Jiang, Miss Jiang?"

One of the female police officers stepped forward cautiously. After receiving no response, she had no choice but to shake her head regretfully at her colleague beside her, "Send him to the hospital for examination."

At the same time, the video of the marketing account cutting off the beginning and ending was sent to the hot search. What's more, it directly turned the incident into a "bloody crime":
The Shaodong family of # Tanshi Group took action on its artist Jiang Sheng, and blood splattered on Ruijing!
#Jiang Sheng was seriously injured by Tan Yeyi, and her life or death in the ICU is uncertain!
……

Netizens’ jaws dropped in shock, and the hot comments were filled with all kinds of unsavory speculations and questions:
【Cool!Mr. Tan's slap can be regarded as calming the anger in my brother's heart! 】

【What's cool?This woman obviously did it on purpose. Until now when the small video incident broke out, do you think Jiang Sheng has any public relations protection?She was afraid that the company had given up on her a long time ago. Now she came to see Mr. Tan, obviously wanting to stay in the company and begging Mr. Tan to clear her name! 】

[What is Mr. Tan’s identity?Jiang Sheng is now dressed in black stuff, who wouldn't stay away from him?It must be that Mr. Tan refused Jiang Sheng's request, and Jiang Sheng kept stalking him, and that's why he was sent to the hospital...]

……

But the Sheng fans gave up, and they angrily attacked the black fans:
[What’s intentional?Was it Jiang Sheng who held Tan Yeyi's hand and slapped him?Is beating someone still justified?what! 】

[Previously in the variety show, Tan Yeyi refused to give Jiang Sheng face in front of the camera. Now he is adding insult to injury. He clearly signed Jiang Sheng, but did not come forward to defend her after the rumors were spread. Jiang Sheng was just fighting for her own. Legitimate rights, right? 】

[Tan Yeyi does whatever he wants just because he has money. Do you really think that we Sheng fans are vegetarians?We will definitely fight against capital to the end! 】

[Sister, I don’t want to reconcile, I want Tan Yeyi to bear legal responsibility! 】

……

in the villa.

Song Yunyin flipped the screen with his slender fingers, and his face, which was already cold, became sullen inch by inch.

In the photo, Tan Ye slapped Jiang Sheng hard on the face with his raised palm. Looking at Jiang Sheng's full eyes, he unconsciously clenched his fingertips and picked up the phone with a rattling sound.

The hospital where Jiang Sheng's injuries were examined has been exposed at this time.

Song Yunyin grabbed the car keys at the entrance and hurriedly drove to the neighborhood.

This is a private hospital, and the area is full of paparazzi. People from the Tan Group have already dispersed the crowd. Song Yunyin put on a mask and hat, raised her hand and stuffed a wad of banknotes into the pocket of the security guard.

While the security guard was distracted, Song Yunyin had already strode into the courtyard gate.

Neurosurgery Clinic.

Jiang Sheng was sitting opposite the doctor with dull eyes.

"Ms. Jiang, can you hear what I'm saying?"

After asking for a long time without any results, the little old man opposite finally frowned.

Her pupils gradually became a little brighter, but after trying for a long time, she just said softly, "Doctor, I have tinnitus, dizziness, and feel a little nauseous."

The little old man quickly wrote a few words on the medical record, waved his hand and said:
"Go to the bathroom to deal with it first, don't worry."

Jiang Sheng stood up and staggered out of the consultation room.The bathroom is at the end of the corridor, next to a hidden pantry.

Jiang Sheng straightened his hair, but before he could even take a breath, he was pulled into the side of the boiler by a pair of strong arms!
Thick water vapor lingered around him. Just as Jiang Sheng was about to shout, someone tightly covered his lips.

"it's me."

His cheek was gently caressed, and his fingertips carried the woody fragrance of cedar.

"Does it hurt?"

Jiang Sheng took off his disguise and tilted his head curiously:
"Song Yunyin? Why are you here?"

Song Yunyin came back to her senses and gritted her teeth secretly, "Why am I here? If you don't block me, I will find you and find you here?"

"...Is that so? Maybe I accidentally clicked the wrong one...and it's bad!"

As she said this, she pretended to be relaxed and took out her mobile phone, and released Song Yunyin from the blacklist with ease.

Song Yunyin lowered his head and saw the note she gave him, "Beautiful man."

???

Why did the anger suddenly disappear?

Song Yunyin awkwardly let go of her restraints, "Is there any discomfort?"

"No, but don't spoil my good deeds first!"

Jiang Sheng wrinkled the tip of her delicate nose, and her cunning look instantly made Song Yunyin understand her purpose.

"Do you want me to help?"

It was obviously a question, but judging from Song Yunyin's posture, it seemed that if Jiang Sheng dared to say no at this time, he would be as good-looking as her...

Jiang Sheng stretched out his index finger to push Song Yunyin away, tilted his head and thought for a while and said:
"I'm going to the police station to take notes later. Can you pick me up? I don't want to deal with those paparazzi."

The expression on Song Yunyin's face finally warmed up.

He nodded and then gave way to the passage.

Jiang Sheng had time and was about to walk out of the tea room when he thought of something again. He stopped, turned around and said seriously:

"Can you change a car? And...can you not let the paparazzi take pictures of you picking me up? I'm afraid of being mobbed by your fans. You also know that they hate every woman who comes close to you equally."

"Ah."

Song Yunyin hummed a single note from his throat.

Jiang Sheng then calmed down and returned to his sickly state.

CT, blood draw, brain wave, psychological test.

After a series of operations, Jiang Sheng took the diagnosis results and was taken into the police station with Tan Yeyi.

After completing the transcript, Tan Yeyi’s lawyer finally spoke:

"Ms. Jiang, tell me your request."

In the eyes of lawyers, Jiang Sheng, an artist who is so confused that he is so confused, has been involved in colorful rumors, and is spending so much money just because he wants financial compensation.

Coupled with demands such as "let the company come forward to refute the rumors" to clear up the reputation, it can basically be kept private.

Shu Shu naturally wanted her to reconcile. After all, no police station wanted to make a big fuss in their jurisdiction.

"I don't want money."

This response was so decisive that there was no hesitation.

Not only the lawyers, but also the police were shocked!
The rise and fall of Tan Yeyi's chest began to intensify again, and out of anger, he forced him to pull hard on his tie. His disdainful look looked like condescending mockery in Jiang Sheng's eyes.

He trembled the corners of his lips, "Then what do you want?"

Jiang Sheng silently took out his mobile phone and handed the video recorded by the video doorbell to the police:
"Comrade police, I am an artist under the Tan Group. Not long ago, there were pornographic rumors about me, but the company did not do any public relations for me. Not only that, my address was also leaked, and my personal safety was compromised. Serious threat."

(End of this chapter)