The Her That Is So Charming

Ruan Yan pressed the armrest of the sofa hard to let herself sit firmly.

In the silence of the full court, she said, "I know."

Zhou Zijue sneered and said nothing.

The scene suddenly fell silent.

The atmosphere became weird, Yu Baihe and Jiang Cheng looked at each other, and then shook their heads tacitly.

Ruan Yan asked: "Do you know him?"

Zhou Zijue pushed his glasses and leaned back slightly, "Knowing, I knew him earlier than you. I knew him since he was born."

"It's great." Ruan Yan lowered her eyes and restrained all her emotions.

Yu Baihe coughed: "Director Zhou, or let's read the script first."

Zhou Zijue said: "You and Jiang Cheng go first, right, I will tell Ruan Yan about the play."

Yu Baihe and Jiang Cheng looked at each other, and they said hello, and they went out.

Zhou Zijue and Ruan Yan were left in the room for a while.

"Xing Qing signed the contract for you." This was Zhou Zi's first sentence.

"Yeah." Ruan Yan's mood has calmed down.

Zhou Zijue put the newspaper away and said to her, "Do you know that I actually hate you."

Ruan Yan said: "I know, when I first auditioned, I felt your hostility towards me. If it's because of Lu Boliang, I'm sorry."

"You're sorry for having a fart, he was **** ruined for you in the second half of his life." Zhou Zijue suddenly squeezed the newspaper into a ball and smashed it on the ground.

"Do you know that he won't be able to undergo surgery in his life?"

Ruan Yan said, "I know."

"Why did Lu Boliang want to change with you at that time, you didn't refuse? You know that the scum has been moved by him, and he can't hurt you. You can hold on for another five minutes, and the police will come!"

Ruan Yan pinched her left hand with her right hand, unable to speak.

"Why wasn't you stabbed?" Zhou Zijue stood up and looked down at her bitterly.

Ruan Yan couldn't help it anymore, and with him, blurted out: "I also want to ask myself, why isn't it me!"

"Do you think I haven't thought about it this way? After he was injured, I took care of him for three days. He had an operation and a thick gauze was wrapped around his neck. I didn't even dare to ask him if it hurts, because He can't speak, he can't speak a word..."

"I dream every night. When Lu Boliang said,'I will change with her,' I boldly stopped him, and even dreamed that earlier, he came to me and said that he would replace Dr. Chen. I stopped him..."

"He can't hold a scalpel in his life, and I can't hold it either. When I saw the knives in the book, the knives in the laboratory, and even the scissors of my roommates, I tremble, and I can't continue to study medicine. , I'm also afraid..."

As Ruan Yan was talking, she was on the verge of collapse. She was shaking, slowly bending down, losing strength, and squatting down again. She was half sitting on the ground weakly.

"You deserve it." Zhou Zijue looked down at her condescendingly, "Do you know his life experience?"

Ruan Yan looked at him, and she suddenly remembered Song Yemei. In the studio, she smiled and asked her: "Do you know Lu Boliang's life background? For example, why is he surnamed Lu, and Shen Jin and Shen Chongli are surnamed Shen."

Ruan Yan twitched the corners of her mouth and said nothing.

"He was picked up by an old blind man in our neighbor's house. Every household in our compound was poor. Everyone knew that he was an orphan. The old blind man could not take care of him. So the people in our yard gave him food one by one. Spoon of soup, a bite of meat, that's how it grows up."

"The old blind man died in the third year of junior high. He, me, and my sister, the three of us went to repair cars to earn tuition together; when the teacher came to visit, he didn't even dare to turn on the lights, so he was afraid of electricity costs... Do you live this kind of life?"

Ruan Yan grabbed her fingers and dared not speak. She was in distress at home when she was young, but her mother would always try her best to treat her well.

She thought that a good person like Lu Boliang would have grown up in a magnificent environment...

"Later, when he was in his first year of high school, the Shen family finally sent someone to pick him up... If it weren't for you, in the year he graduated from his PhD, he would have been recognized as an ancestor at Father Shen’s 70th birthday banquet. The largest medical company under the Shen family should also belong to him. He has suffered for so many years..."

Ruan Yan closed her eyes and squeezed three words from her throat: "I'm sorry."

Zhou Zijue looked at her and never spoke.

The silence lasted for a long time, and finally he laughed, leaving a meaningful sentence: "Since Xing Qing has signed the contract, during this period, you should take a good photo."

Ruan Yan lowered her eyes and said, "Okay."

That afternoon, after Song Yun quit the entertainment circle, another major event happened.

The small-pocket entertainment company "Boliang Entertainment", which has always been unknown, released an audio recording and an announcement.

There are only three familiar female voices on the recording:

— "I just asked the assistant to pour some fine glass **** into the paint, so that you can make a fool of yourself at the premiere, and it's just a pain."

— "Ruan Yan, you bitch, you knew it a long time ago, right? Those two buckets of paint mixed with glass slag!"

—"Ruan Yan, you bitch!"

The sound was more bitter than the sound.

Along with being released together, there was also a photo of Song Yun and Ruan Yan in a police car.

In addition, Boliang Entertainment also attached an announcement to the effect that someone in Song deliberately asked someone to break Ruan Yan's paint at the press conference, but fortunately, even if he was stopped...

In the article, Song Yun was secretly responsible for oppressing the newcomer by using his senior status, but the words and sentences were euphemistic, and his intentions were gloomy, which made people feel very confused when looking at it...

After this series of things came out, within half an hour, the entire Weibo exploded!

Fuck, it turns out that Song Yun wants to retreat, not because he is going to be quiet, nor is it because he is going to be engaged to the rumored president of Xunke, but because he is in a lawsuit? !

God, can't see it, really can't see it.

That recording was reposted wildly by the entire network.

…

Sitting in the office, Shen Jin listened to Xiang Zhou reporting to him the series of events on the Internet, until he heard some netizens say that Song Yun was leaving the circle to be engaged to the president of Xunke, his face completely sank.

After a while, he said, "You also go make an announcement."

"What announcement?"

"Take the opportunity to clarify, I have nothing to do with Song Yun."

Xiang Zhou opened his mouth, he wanted to say something, and finally said, "Okay."

Shen Jin was upset, looking at the document in front of him, and was about to find the pen to sign, only to remember that he had returned the pen to Ruan Yan.

He sighed heavily. There was a place in his heart that was uncomfortable, but he couldn't find a way to solve it. Finally, he said to Xiang Zhou: "Find someone to change all the'Yumyemei' in Linjiang Villa."

"Ah? This is a big project." Xiang Zhou persuaded him, "I'm afraid the owners will have big opinions."

Shen Jin picked up a ballpoint pen and signed the document, then raised his head and said, "Then you arrange a few people to file a complaint at the property, and say that you are allergic to elm plum pollen. I hope the property can understand and see if this can be resolved. problem…"

"Then we will come forward to solve it, people-oriented and logical."

Xiang Zhou was stunned and admired: "Shen Zongqiang!"

Shen Jin hummed and pressed the Qingming acupoint. When she left, the phrase "I never liked you." suddenly slammed into his mind again.

Such a soft tone, soft voice, how do you say that kind of thing!

He tightly squeezed the ballpoint pen in his hand, without even noticing it, he had already drawn a lot of strokes on the paper.

Distracted, he slapped the pen on the table.

I opened Weibo and searched for everything related to Ruan Yan, scrolling through Ruan Yan's super chat, watching her pictures and magazine photos posted by fans and officials...

A video cover popped up suddenly in the interface:

Ruan Yan in a white coat and Lu Boliang who rescued people on the street?

The title is [Homemade, Beautiful Star×Doctor Qing Leng]...

The video is matched with a very sweet kind of BGM, even if one is a high-definition picture and the other is a candid shot of **** quality, it looks quite good...

One of the most praised comments below is: "This pair of cp is really good for TvT. Both are from the First Medical University, and my sister from the First Medical University told me that these two people know each other! They really do Yeah! Oh, I think my knocked CP seems to come true."

know?

How could Ruan Yan and Lu Boliang know each other?

They are not at the same level, a doctorate, an undergraduate...

Isn't Lu Boliang such a coldhearted person waiting for Zhou Sirou all the time?

How could it be related to Ruan Yan.

Shen Jin's eyes darkened.

Certain indescribable details that had been ignored by him all rushed out of his mind.

He suddenly raised his head: "Xiang Zhou, is the information about Ruan Yan that you asked you to investigate two years ago, is there still?"

Xiang Zhou was stunned: "No, it's not there anymore. I have someone to check it for you again?"

Shen Jin glanced over the two people cut together in the video, only to feel that the picture was dazzling to the extreme.

He snapped the tablet closed and said, "Check. Don't miss the details of her first twenty-five years. Check them all out."

Jiangnan Villa.

Song Yemei looked at the so-called "clarification statement" issued by the information officer, and his tone was formulaic to the extreme. In summary, he said:

Mr. Shen and Song Jun have no ambiguity at all, and don't spread rumors or rumors.

Song Yemei thought that many years ago, Shen Jin came to her at night and said that he would take her away; when he was married, Shen Chongli squeezed her chin and said, "They all said that the things they grabbed looked more beautiful, but now they seem to be nothing. Special." For more than 20 years, Song father and Song mother always looked at her calmly and said, you are the eldest daughter of the long house...

Song Yemei threw the phone away and sneered: "Sure enough, men are all doggies, none of them can be trusted. The men of the Shen family don't have a good thing."

Sure enough, relying on them is worse than relying on yourself.

She looked up and turned to the picture of Australia's Grand Canyon on the bedroom wall.

Such beautiful canyons, such magnificent scenery, such amazing beauty, can only be seen once in a lifetime, once in a lifetime, remember a lifetime...

In comparison, what is the picture of the weak and weak women next to me!

She raised her hand, stood on tiptoe, took all the pictures on the wall one by one, folded them together, and hugged them in her arms, and then—

Crackling and threw them to the ground:

"Shen Chongli, go to death!"

The glass in the photo crackled to pieces.

Looking at the pile of glass, she was silent and silent. In this silence, she suddenly thought about a lot of things.

After a long time, she calmed down before calling Shen Chongli, and her tone returned to her usual gentle and soft tone: "Come back tonight, okay?"

Shen Chongli was very noisy, like in a bar, noisy, and there was the voice of a woman beside her.

Shen Chongli said mockingly: "What? Something?"

Song Yemei said calmly: "Today is the anniversary of our third wedding anniversary."

"Do you call that marriage?" Shen Chongli smiled over there.

Song Yemei still had a gentle voice: "Come back, my mom and they may come over today."

Shen Chongli laughed: "Okay, let's play the husband and wife, right?"

Song Yemei hung up the phone, she looked at the glass **** on the floor, she was in a daze...

Then in the next second, she knelt towards the glass **** on the ground.

The sharp scum pierced in, she didn't say a word, scarlet blood poured out, she just frowned slightly, and then continued to rub it with the flesh on her knee...

Until the whole knee became **** and bloody, she was sweating on her forehead. She slowly left the pile of glass slag—

Then, she walked into the room and put on a black skirt to cover the wound on her knee.

She walked to the door, gritted her teeth, and wrapped her hand with a shoe cover to avoid leaving fingerprints. She found the pair of leather shoes that Shen Chongli often wore, picked it up, and fixed it on the clothes hanger that hung it horizontally behind the door.

Next, she slammed into the soles of the shoes hard.

Comparing the weight one after another, until the dust on the soles of the shoes was printed on her back and arms, leaving shoe prints one after another...

She finally stopped, put on the shoe covers, took the shoe off, put it on the ground, then threw away the shoe cover on her hand, and slumped on the ground.

After a while, she got through Song Yun's phone, squeezed her throat, and tried her best to make it hoarse: "Sister, it hurts, it hurts."

Song Yun asked anxiously over there, "Sister, what's the matter with you?"

"It hurts..." Song Yemei sniffed, "Don't tell parents, please."

"Sister? What's the matter with you." Song Yun called her anxiously on the other end.

Song Yemei didn't speak, just let out a heavier gasp.

At this time, Shen Chongli opened the door and returned. He took off his shoes and looked at Song Yemei, who was lying on the ground in gray, and he cursed in a low voice: "Fool."

Song Yun heard Shen Chongli's voice on the other end, and immediately understood: "Sister, isn't it? Brother-in-law, he beat you again, that beast!"

"Mom, mom, please, take my sister back. Shen Chongli is not a human being." Song Yun shouted at the two people in the living room over there, and she turned her mobile phone to hands-free.

Looking at Shen Chongli, Song Yemei slowly moved to the door, screaming in surprise, and frantically messing with the shoes on the floor, cursing: "You bastard!"

Shen Chongli frowned, watching her go crazy for no reason, and cursed: "You fucking..."

Song Yemei continued to curse: "I said you are a beast, you have the ability to kill me!"

Shen Chongli came over and pinched her shoulder, "I won't kill you today!"

Song Yemei cried and let out a long, painful roar, as if it came from the depths of his lungs, the pain was extreme...

Shen Chongli frowned and immediately let go of his hand, wondering if he really pinched it too hard.

Song Yemei continued to cry and scold him, "Shen Chongli, you are not a human!"

"You crazy woman!" Shen Chongli thought that her mother was coming today that she just said, huh, just use his parents to crush him? Just the Song family? Is it worth it?

He mocked, "Even if your mother comes, Lao Tzu will kill you."

After saying this, he turned around, glanced at the scattered shoes on the floor, frowned, and then randomly found a pair of shoes he usually wears, strode out the door, and slammed the door shut.

Song Yun was already going crazy listening over there. She was almost desperate by the scandal on Weibo today, and the whole person was about to collapse. She said to Song father and mother Song, "Did you hear that? He said that even You are here, he will kill your sister! Did your sister get beaten less before? He was beaten with stomach cramps and sent to the hospital. You still don’t believe me. Now that I heard it with my own ears, how long will you be indifferent to..."

Song Yemei let out a low moan, with a weak breath: "It's okay, Yunyun, I don't hurt..."

"sister-"

Song Yemei glanced at the clock on the wall. It has been six minutes since Shen Chongli went out. He should have left the villa area by car.

She straightened up slowly, the pain in her body seemed to be non-existent to her, and then she opened the door of the villa area, knelt down and prostrated on the ground, crawling forward little by little, facing the security guard not far away. Ting raised his hand faintly—

"help me…"