Wang's Korean entertainment

Chapter 51 Why

Day three.

After taking a shower, she rubbed her hair, then glanced at her phone, a gentle smile could not help but appear on the corner of her mouth.

On her Weibo on her mobile phone, she saw the fans' expectations for seeing her two days later and the various concerns she has never stopped seeing. This feeling made her feel very good, especially in that Afterwards, after she felt like the whole world had abandoned her, at least, there were them.

Suddenly, a loud marimba sounded.

She looked at the caller ID on her mobile phone, froze for a moment, then looked back at the clock on the wall, it was already after ten o'clock, then she turned around and pressed the answer button, and asked a little strangely: " Tyler, what's the matter?"

"Jess, sorry to interrupt your rest?"

The man's gentle voice came from the other end of the phone, and there seemed to be a touch of fatigue in his voice.

"I'm fine, is something wrong?" She heard the man's voice, and immediately asked with some concern.

"You...you should read the text message I sent to you first."

She was stunned when she heard the words, then took the phone in front of her, returned to the main interface first, and then clicked on the text message. When she saw the content of the text message, she couldn't help but stare blankly, her eyes widened subconsciously.

"This...this is..."

"The damn paparazzi in Hong Kong! They are just flies staring at eggs!"

The man's voice suddenly became louder, his tone full of anger.

"It is estimated that they have found out the hotel you are staying in, and have been following us since we left the hotel... Sorry, this is my fault, I did not do well enough."

After speaking, the man's voice softened, and he said to her apologetically.

She stared blankly at the photos displayed on the phone screen, her face turned pale, she clenched her slender hands quietly, but she didn't speak, just stared blankly.

"I know best what these gossip Hong Kong media do. There is no lower limit for gossip news! They can do all kinds of dirty things, but they deliberately picked out these few photos to fabricate this kind of false news! If it wasn't for a friend of mine who knew I guess we'll all be kept in the dark until they send out the news!"

The man's resentful voice echoed in her ears. She looked at the accompanying text next to the photos. She didn't understand the traditional Chinese characters, but she recognized the big English titles on them. In her opinion, these texts that distorted the facts seemed so indifferent , can even be said to be cruel.She suddenly felt chills all over her body, and an uncomfortable feeling emerged from her heart, and then quickly filled her heart.

She is like this, but someone still won't let her go!

"Jess? Jess? Are you okay? Are you okay?"

As if she had woken up, she suddenly came back to her senses, her somewhat desolate and blurred eyes were in a trance for a while, then she seemed to remember something, looked at the mobile phone that was still on the phone, and suddenly asked: "Where are you in the photo?" Where did you get it?"

"what?"

The man froze for a moment, as if he didn't expect her to ask this question. After a few seconds of silence, his hesitant voice came out from the phone.

"I... I went to the media, discussed with them, and asked them to hand over the photos."

Her face turned cold immediately, as if she had thought of something, she asked coldly, "What did they say?"

"He...they want 100 million Hong Kong dollars."

She quietly tightened her hand again, clutching the phone tightly, and said decisively without hesitation: "Let them dream! We won't give them a penny!"

"Jess, 100 million is not much, we just give it to them, we don't need to let this trouble happen, if we let them take the photos..."

"impossible!"

Hearing her words, the man seemed to have known her choice a long time ago, and tried to persuade her, but she interrupted her directly.

"If they want to post it, let them post it!"

Her face was as cold as ice, her silver teeth were clenched tightly, and her eyes were full of determination.

"But...but..."

"nothing."

The man seemed to want to persuade him to say something, but she interrupted him anyway.

"Those who believe in me, I believe they will continue to believe in me, and those who don't believe in me, I don't need to keep them."

"Hey--"

The man seemed to know that persuasion was hopeless, and he let out a sigh of relief, then asked helplessly.

"Then if a reporter asks why, what should you say?"

"Just say I bought it for a friend."

"Jess..."

The man froze for a moment, as if surprised by her answer.

"Tyler, it's okay, it's the best thing we can do right now."

When she said this, the coldness on her face finally eased a little, and a warm smile appeared, "Thank you."

"...Thank you, aren't we good friends. What's more, I was also involved."

Listening to her words, the man seemed to have felt the firm determination in her faint words, and replied with a helpless smile.

"I'm not saying this, I'm thanking you, thank you for always standing by my side."

The corners of her mouth were slightly pursed, and under the slightly trembling eyelashes, there was a moving expression in her watery eyes.

"Okay, if you continue, I will be made to cry by you."

Hearing her words, the man was silent for a while, and then his soft voice with a little smile came out.

"Okay, then, good night." She smiled quietly and said.

"Okay, good night. Now that you've made your decision, don't think about these troublesome things. Tomorrow will be better."

"Ah."

She nodded slightly.

"Beep beep..."

She threw the phone directly onto the bed, climbed onto the bed, and squatted silently in the corner of the bed with the doll in her arms. Her lowered eyes were filled with a heart-wrenching sadness...

……

"Boss, I didn't say that you have made it so complicated by being a womanizer. Why don't you just spend a lot of money on it? What brand-name bags, what cosmetics, all women eat this."

In the study room, a young man who was fiddling with a camera raised his head and asked in Hong Kong-style Cantonese in confusion.

He smiled, gave the young man a slight look, leaned comfortably on the boss chair, turned around, looked at the bustling night scene outside the window, took a sip of the red wine in the glass, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Helpless?The more helpless you are, the tighter you hold me.

"Jessica Jung..."

He looked out the window and muttered to himself. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something. He turned back and said to the young man in Hong Kong: "Go and find out who Mark has been in contact with recently."

"Boss, boss, that ghost named Mark has an unusual background." The young man said hesitantly.

"Nonsense! Simple, do I still want you to do it?! The salary I give you every month is for nothing?!"

He stared, completely lacking the gentlemanly attitude he had before.

"Yes Yes."

The young man nodded submissively, slandered secretly in his heart, then turned and left the study.

"Humph!"

Seeing the young man leave, he snorted heavily, then turned back and drank the wine in the goblet in one gulp.

Brother Sanmao?This is probably also a potential threat...

(End of this chapter)