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The living room was in an awkward position.

"Director Song." Seeing that song Tingchen didn't speak, Han Yi asked carefully, "Director Song, what are you thinking?"

Song Tingchen leaned his hand on the sofa. He looked at Han Yi with his head propped up and asked, "so, Miss Han, do you think I can do something for you?"

"Director Song, I wonder if you can intercede for me." Han Yi's voice is getting quieter and quieter. If he doesn't listen carefully, he will almost be unable to hear the last few words.

Song Tingchen touched his chin with interest and asked in a low voice, "Miss Han, why do you think I can intercede for you?"

"Director Song, everyone knows that you and director Xu Xiaozhen are good friends for many years." Han Yi was almost about to cry. "This speech by director Xu will be exposed to me, and our liquidated damages have been very high."

Although Han Yi looked pitiful, song Tingchen was still unmoved. He glanced at Han Yi and shook his head: "this matter is not negotiable."

"Director Song, as long as you help me say something, I can..."

"Miss Han, do you think your request is reasonable?" Song Tingchen's tone was obviously unhappy.

Han Yi hurriedly explained: "Director Song, I have a reason this time, if it weren't for..."

Song Tingchen waved his hand impatiently. He looked at Han Yi and said, "this is not the time to find a reason. If I were you, I would never ask someone else to intercede. Don't say I won't help you find director Xu. If I help you find director Xu, he will only have more opinions on you. It's impossible for you to cooperate with him in the future. "

"But I..." Han Yiwei was very bent. This work mistake was clearly the problem of her agent, but she had to bear it in the end.

On the table, a bell rang from Qin Youle's bag.

Song Tingchen got up and took out his mobile phone for Qin Youle from his bag. As soon as he wanted to send it to the kitchen, he saw Qin Youle running out in a hurry. He didn't even wash his hands.

"Thank you." Qin Youle took the phone and went straight to the bedroom.

Han Yi looked at this scene in surprise. Just now Qin Youle went straight into the bedroom. Are they cohabiting?

"Hello, Liang Yin, what's the matter?" It's Liang Yin, Qin Youle's best friend.

"Youle, tell me honestly, are you in love?" There is a tone of questioning in the mobile phone.

Hearing Liang Yin's words, Qin Youle chuckled: "Hey, nonsense, can I hide it from you when I'm in love? I must have told you earlier! "

Qin Youle and Liang Yi have always been close and have nothing to say.

"Of course, ordinary people, you will tell me, but if it's not ordinary people, it's not necessarily." Liang Yin said with a smile, "I'll give you another chance to confess, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

"Really not." Qin Youle opened her chair and sat down. She was surprised to find a piece of draft paper on her desk. The handwriting on it was song Tingchen's.

Did he come these two days? Qin Youle was distracted by the notes on the white paper.

"Qin Youle, people have reported it on the Internet. If you don't admit it, you have to hide it from me!"

Liang Yin suddenly raised the volume and pulled Qin Youle's attention back from the waste paper on the table.

"What are you talking about?" Qin Youle frowned. She immediately remembered what happened during the day.

"I don't admit it. Two big men fought for you. Now you're a celebrity." Liang Yin said while sliding the mouse in his hand, "Qin Youle, what's the matter with you and how did you mix with song Tingchen."

Qin Youle only felt that his heart sank. If the events on the set were published online today, Qin's father would know. Then she would

"Qin Youle? You pretend to be deaf and dumb again! " Hearing that there was no sound in the mobile phone, Liang Yin continued, "I know this is a road of no return. Why do you have to go? It will not be black and blue again. "

As Qin Youle's strongest friend, Liang Yin naturally knows the relationship between song Tingchen and Qin Youle, and how sad Qin Youle was at that time.

"Liang Yin, I can't tell you clearly. Let's talk another day." Qin Youle is upset now. She doesn't know how to solve the unexpected scandal.

"Youle, aren't you going to marry Qiao Qianyou?" Liang Yin asked anxiously, "don't you really want to rekindle your old relationship with song Tingchen?"

Qin Youle grabbed his hair depressed: "Liang Yin, I'll tell you another day."

After hanging up, Qin Youle quickly turned on the computer. She wants to know how it is spread on the Internet. She wants to go out and ask song Tingchen how to solve it, but it's hard for her to go out when she thinks Han Yi is there.

"Director Song, I've listened to what you said. I'll talk to Director Xu myself." Seeing that song Tingchen would not help her, Han Yi stood up, "then you are busy, I won't disturb you."

"Miss Han, I have a piece of advice." Before Han Yi left, song Tingchen whispered, "compared with the practice of shirking responsibility, director Xu appreciates responsible artists more, and he will be more partial to such people."

Hearing song Tingchen's words, Han Yi's eyes lit up. She just wanted to thank song Tingchen. Song Tingchen has closed the door.

Looking at the gift box at the door, Han Yi took a deep breath. She thought that song Tingchen was as indifferent to others as rumored, but did his last sentence count as special care for her? Thinking of this, Han Yi felt happy when he walked.

Seeing Han Yi off, song Tingchen immediately picked up his mobile phone on his desk and went online to read the report.

Huang Zhiming had called him just now, but song Tingchen didn't immediately solve it because Han Yi was here.

"According to relevant sources, near noon, director Song Tingchen was suspected to have a big fight with Qiao Qianyou, director of deer god culture on the set, and finally the two were separated. It was revealed that the reason for the fight between the two was probably Qin Youle, the screenwriter of rebirth fate, who was shooting. "

This is the article posted on the Internet. Because it involves song Tingchen, who has almost never had negative news, this microblog was quickly sent to hot search.

And the person who sends microblog is Gu Yao, the famous gossip reporter in the entertainment circle in China.

Gu Yao has issued many Ming posts, especially for the private life of stars. Many stars who were originally popular disappeared in the entertainment circle because they were photographed by Gu Yao.

"Oh, my God! It's still Gu Yao's microblog! " Looking at more than 70000 comments below, Qin Youle covered his face depressed.

Now it's only more than an hour before sending microblog. It has not only quickly become the first hot search of microblog, but also has more than 70000 comments below.

"What should I do?" Qin Youle stared at the mobile phone screen and was very tangled. According to the current heat, Qin's father will know about it tomorrow.

"How did it leak out?" Song Tingchen's voice was so cold that there was no temperature. He stood in front of the huge French window and looked at the night scene outside. His mind was already running rapidly.

"President song, this..." Huang Zhiming said in embarrassment. "Gu Yao didn't say hello to us in advance, and there are many people on the set today. It's not easy to find out who it is."

In the dark, song Tingchen's eyes shrunk: "Gu Yao doesn't want to make some gossip about me once or twice. Naturally, he won't give us a chance to respond."

"Well..." Huang Zhiming is waiting for song Tingchen to make up his mind.

"Contact Qiao Qianyou and ask someone to draft a clarification and send it to me in an hour." Song Tingchen decisively ordered. The news has just come out. These hours are the prime time for clarification.

"Clarification? Is that related to Miss Qin or not? "

"What do you say?" Song Tingchen asked angrily.

"Er..." Huang Zhiming thought for a moment and summoned up the courage to ask, "should he kill him or not to admit it?"

Song Tingchen hung up without answering. Now he admits his relationship with Qin Youle. That's not to make trouble for Qin Youle!

Just as Qin Youle leaned back in his chair to ponder, the door was knocked gently.

"Come in."

Song Tingchen came in, and he walked around behind Qin Youle.

"I'll fix it. Don't worry." Song Tingchen gently put his hand on Qin Youle's shoulder.

Qin Youle nodded. Since it had happened, she couldn't help it.

Seeing Qin Youle's dignified look, song Tingchen gently turned the chair around. He bent down slightly and held Qin Youle in his arms.

"It's all right. I'm here."

Qin Youle didn't struggle this time. She leaned quietly in Song Tingchen's arms.

In the hotel, the bed was messy and men's clothes were scattered on the ground.

"Qianyou, you searched on the microblog!" The man on the bed, naked, said in surprise. His voice was not as strong as that of an ordinary man, but a little sharp.

Qiao Qianyou looked at the man lying next to him, took over the mobile phone, finished reading the content on the mobile phone and sneered: "I know, I deliberately revealed it."

After leaving the set today, Qiao Qianyou has been brooding about song Tingchen and Qin Youle. In the evening, he anonymously sent the set to Gu Yao, the first paparazzi in China, hoping to slander song Tingchen.

"Why?" The man sat up in surprise and saw Qiao Qianyou stretch out his right hand to him. He leaned over sweetly and happily.

"Why," Qiao Qianyou repeated in a low voice, and then he sneered, "song Tingchen dares to break my good deeds. I must teach him a lesson and let him know that I Qiao Qianyou is not easy to mess with. Didn't you say he had no affair? Then I'll ruin his reputation and ruin his design! "

Looking at Qiao Qianyou gnashing his teeth, the man touched Qiao Qianyou's chest like a coquettish: "Qiao Qianyou, don't you like that woman?"

"How could it!" Hearing the man's words, Qiao Qianyou immediately bowed his head and said softly to him, "we've been together for so long, don't you know what I mean? All I do is to be with you. "

"Hum, you always say that. Tell me, have you been a lot colder to me since you were with that woman, and you haven't spent half of your time with me! "

"Wen Junxi, what are you thinking!" Qiao Qianyou scraped the man's nose.