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Chapter 137

Public opinion on the Internet always moves quickly, and the news that broke out at noon was already boiling in the afternoon, and Weibo was paralyzed three times.

In the evening, netizens who are off work have more time. Everyone read Fu Yusong’s denunciation Weibo, read it over and over again, and the amount of forwarding alone exceeded 3W+. Much scary.

Before Fuxia was involved in plastic surgery turmoil, trampling turmoil, and marketing turmoil, it was not so intense, probably because of the long silence, those black fans who were suffocated came out one by one, in Fuxia On Weibo, he swears and bombards him indiscriminately on Tieba.

Shengxin Entertainment collected the data and issued a statement at [-]:[-] pm, saying that Fu Yusong's words were all rumors, and posted the transfer records.

Originally, Fu Yusong's rumors were all based on her mouth, so when the evidence was presented, anyone with a discerning eye could see that she was slandering, but there were always some people who didn't give up, thinking that the transfer records posted by the studio were not enough to act as a slander. evidence.

[You artists, of course you maintain it, how can you explain anything based on the transfer records?Maybe you forged it, who wouldn't know the P picture? 】

[Furthermore, Fu Xia was not a good person before. She cheated on the artists of the same period, and even had plastic surgery. Should these be regarded as things that never happened? 】

[Anyway, I still think Fu Xia's mother's words are true, and it is obvious that Fu Xia can do this kind of thing]

I don't know if these are the black fans or the sailors invited by Fu Yusong. Anyway, they still curse with their eyes closed in front of the new evidence. I believe that even if they put the more favorable evidence in front of them, they will pretend not to see it.

Looking at those comments, Fu Xia gently slid his fingers, and tapped the screen softly with his manicured nails, making a 'da da' sound.

Now it's past eleven o'clock in the evening, after Cheng Wanyu took a shower, he found Fu Xia sitting on the bed and still swiping his phone, looking at those comments over and over again as if masochistic.

"Don't watch." Cheng Wanyu sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Fu Xia's bloodless face, and closed her phone: "There will be a new video tomorrow, your mother has no evidence, and public opinion will be released tomorrow." It will be reversed, so stop watching."

Fu Xia looked at his fingers and said after a long time: "I just read the comments, and there are people scolding you."

Cheng Wanyu looked at her, wondering: "What are you scolding me for?"

"They said they were your fans, and they thought you had a bad eye, yet they could cooperate with me for so long." Fu Xia whispered, "They said I would harm you, so keep you away from me."

After hearing this, Cheng Wanyu was slightly silent, stretched out his hand to caress Fu Xia's wrist, touched her cold hand and comforted her: "They misunderstood, you will not harm me, and our cooperation is also very smooth."

Fu Xia shook his head, but couldn't say anything.

Obviously there are a lot of things to say, but as soon as I think of those comments in my mind, Fu Xia feels pain all over, as if bitten by an ant, the pain is unbearable.

"I'll help you ask for a day off tomorrow." Cheng Wanyu said, "I'll accompany you to rest at home tomorrow. You haven't eaten all day today. Do you really want to eat?"

Fu Xia didn't speak, and Cheng Wanyu didn't force her, knowing that Fu Xia was not in the mood to eat at all, so he fed her some water before going to bed, thinking that he would coax her to eat tomorrow when the wind direction improved.

Early the next morning, Cheng Wanyu got up to make breakfast, and asked for leave for himself and Fu Xia halfway through. The director understood very well and asked them to rest for two more days, so that they were not in a hurry to return to the set.

Afterwards, Cheng Wanyu called Cheng Hongzhi again. The man on the other end of the phone spoke tiredly, as if he hadn't slept all night, and he answered the phone with impatient sleepiness.

"Today there are surveillance leaks, and it should be more intuitive for everyone to see who Fu Yusong is." Cheng Hongzhi pinched the bridge of his nose, closed his eyes and said to Cheng Wanyu, "Yesterday you told me that you wanted to borrow money from the legal department." The matter is to sue that woman, right?"

"Yeah." Cheng Wanyu was cooking the porridge, watched the grains of rice popping in the pot, took a sip and blew, and said to Cheng Hongzhi: "It's better to deal with this kind of thing directly, otherwise she will make trouble every year." Then once it comes out, who can bear it."

"That's right. Fu Xia is only 23 years old this year. Judging from the age of female artistes, she can still be popular for more than ten years. If she comes a few more times, she really can't stand it."

"Then what do you mean?"

"The Cheng family's legal department is basically at the head office. I'll ask the family members later. It shouldn't be a big problem, but it will take some time to turn around."

Cheng Wanyu took a sip of porridge and said, "I want to do it as soon as possible. It's better for everyone if things end sooner."

Cheng Hongzhi also thought so, so he yawned a lot, and said to his sister: "I will arrange this matter, you should spend more time with Fu Xia these two days, because your own mother will punish you." It’s really unbelievable.”

"Okay." Cheng Wanyu sighed softly, "It must make her feel bad to be treated like this by her relatives."

Cheng Wanyu woke up several times last night to find that Fu Xia hadn't slept yet. He hadn't eaten or slept all day, even hard-nosed people couldn't stand it.

It seems that this time, Fu Xia is really about to be unbearable.

After hearing what she said, Cheng Hongzhi couldn't help laughing and said, "What are you talking about? Grandpa still asks how you are doing these days."

"Are you asking how things are going with Mr. Lu?" Cheng Wanyu said helplessly, "When will Grandpa give up and let me find a man?"

"Aren't all old people like this? There is no malice in essence, it's just that the words are a bit ugly."

"I know."

"Go home and see grandpa when you have time. He has loved you since he was a child, and he really hopes that you will be happy."

Cheng Wanyu stirred the spoon and said after a long time, "Only when I'm with Fu Xia can I be happy."

After hanging up the phone, the porridge was almost done, Cheng Wanyu took the lid and put it on to keep warm, and went upstairs to see if Fu Xia woke up.

Yesterday, Fu Xia tossed and couldn't fall asleep. Cheng Wanyu knew that she felt uncomfortable and stayed with her, but finally fell asleep by herself. Cheng Wanyu didn't know when Fu Xia fell asleep, but only knew that when she woke up, she was still there. Just sleep.

On the second floor, Cheng Wanyu saw the door open a gap as long and wide as possible. When he opened the door, he saw a bulge nestled on the bed. Fu Xia seemed to be sleeping, and an orange figure nestled at her feet.

Hearing the movement, Guazi raised his head and moved his ears, but he didn't consciously move away, as if he was very calm.

Cheng Wanyu doesn't hate melon seeds going to bed, but Fu Xia is still resting at this time, she doesn't want melon seeds to disturb her, so she reaches out and hugs the little fat man, thinking that this guy must be sneaking while she is going downstairs to make porridge. slipped in.

Standing by the bed with melon seeds in her arms, Cheng Wanyu looked at Fu Xia with his eyes tightly closed, and saw Fu Xia frowning slightly, as if he had dreamed of something bad.

Cheng Wanyu first put the cat on the ground, squatted beside the bed and stretched out her hand to rub Fu Xia's eyebrows. Instead of rubbing her frowning brows away, she woke her up instead.

Fu Xia opened his eyes and blinked in a daze, as if he didn't quite understand what Cheng Wanyu was doing.

"Are you awake?" Cheng Wanyu asked in a low voice, "Are you going to get up? I made porridge."

Fu Xia didn't speak, but closed his eyes again.

It could be seen that Fu Xia didn't think about it, and Cheng Wanyu didn't urge her. He picked up the fat cat and said to Fu Xia: "Then you sleep a little longer, wake up and eat."

Fu Xia gave a small 'hmm', as if agreeing.

Cheng Wanyu went out with melon seeds in her arms. It was a breezy autumn day and the temperature was very suitable. She put the little fat man in the yard, and there was a newly built flower bed in the corner. There were some cat toys in it, which were specially prepared by Fu Xia for melon seeds. Small amusement park.

"Play by yourself and come back in the afternoon." Cheng Wanyu said to Guazi sitting on the steps: "Xiao Xia is in a bad mood, don't make trouble, understand?"

Guazi wagged her tail, not sure if she understood or not, but ran away happily anyway.

Fu Xia didn't sleep for a long time. In fact, she couldn't sleep anymore when Cheng Wanyu called her. She didn't fall asleep until after five o'clock in the morning, but now she couldn't sleep anymore.

Getting out of bed in a daze, Fu Xia took a bath, and then he felt a little better.

When Cheng Wanyu saw Fu Xia coming downstairs with wet hair, she hurriedly pulled her down, and took a clean towel from the bathroom to help her dry her hair.

Fu Xia sat on the sofa and smelled the mellow salty porridge, so he chuckled and said, "Would you like porridge today?"

Cheng Wanyu wiped her hair and said, "Yeah, you didn't eat much yesterday, so you just wanted to cook some porridge for you."

"Thank you." Fu Xia looked at Cheng Wanyu with clear eyes, and whispered, "About my mother..."

"Other evidence has been released." Cheng Wanyu comforted her: "At first, what she said was all nonsense. After the evidence is presented, nothing will happen."

Fu Xia nodded, and Cheng Cheng Wanyu showed a shallow smile: "I'm hungry, can I eat?"

Cheng Wanyu smiled lightly: "Of course, you put the towel back for me, and I'll help you fill a bowl."

In the next few days, Cheng Wanyu rested with Fu Xia, but she found that Fu Xia was always very reluctant.

Obviously I don't have much appetite, but I always force myself to eat, and my face turns pale by the end.

Moreover, Fu Xia's insomnia has been very serious these days. Cheng Wanyu often wakes up in the middle of the night to find that Fu Xia is still holding her mobile phone, so she can only hug her in her arms and gently pat her back to comfort her and coax her to sleep.

After resting for three days, Cheng Wanyu saw that this matter was also suppressed. Although everyone would still talk about it after dinner, it was much better, so the two of them resumed work.

When he first joined the group, the staff looked at Fu Xia carefully, which made Fu Xia feel very uncomfortable.

She always felt that those eyes looking at her were scrutinizing, guessing whether what Fu Xia said was true, so that the first day of shooting was not very smooth, and Fu Xia made many mistakes.

Fortunately, everyone understands that anyone who encounters this kind of thing can't get out of it so quickly. Fortunately, Fu Xia adjusted his mentality later and devoted himself to the shooting.

But after a week or so, when the legal department of the Cheng family was about to sue Fu Yusong, Fu Xia ran into trouble.

That day when she was resting, she received all kinds of calls. After answering one or two, she found that the other party was insulting Fu Xia with vicious words. After hanging up the phone, she stuffed countless text messages, each of which was full of vicious curses. and swearing.

It was only later that Fu Xia found out that it was Fu Yusong who spread her phone number, including Fu Xia's home address and license plate number that she knew.

Those people beat Fu Xia's mobile phone until it ran out of battery, and the mailbox was full of curse letters. I heard that many people gathered outside the neighborhood where they lived before, and even the entrance of Shengxin Entertainment was full of people.

Fu Xia had only one thought at that moment, and that was - despair.