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"Dead? Did you quarrel to death?"

Mo Yun looked at Mike Wu as if he was mentally retarded. He didn't know how this poor brain had accompanied him all the way to the present.

It was already five o'clock in the afternoon when Mencius woke up in the hospital. When she smelled the pungent disinfectant, she frowned unconsciously. Looking at Chaochao sitting next to her, her nose was sour, almost crying.

"Zhaocha, something happened to my family, my aunt is hospitalized... But I really want to eat Oden cooked by my aunt... woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

faint! ! !
Everyone present at this moment is heartbroken.

Chaochao: Big sister!The media is here!
Mo Yun: What the hell? ? ?

Mike Wu: Speaking of oden, I still want to eat Chuanji's fish head noodles.

Public media: It's okay for Mozhu Media to threaten artists casually, but they don't even give them food?

Colorful Star (fans): My sister likes oden and I have to write it down, but, woo woo woo woo, my sister is too miserable, rubbish ink bamboo, post Weibo and scold them to death.

Chaochao tugged at Mencius Qi's hand, and said in a low voice, "Sister Qi, there are still media here."

Mencius Qi felt in his heart at this moment: Damn God!Brother, you didn't say it earlier!Although I'm out of breath, I haven't even touched up my makeup yet!
"Thank you, everyone. It's really hard for you to come to see me. Actually, there's nothing wrong with me. It's just that I had a fever yesterday, and my mood fluctuated a bit in the past two days, so I couldn't hold on just now." Mencius Qi's face was pale, and he forced out a smile that made people laugh. My heart aches.

"Miss Meng, did you faint because of the termination of the contract with Mozhu Media?"

"Miss Meng, the official news is that you do not obey the company's arrangements and management, how do you explain it?"

"Miss Meng..."

"Miss Meng, are you dating Mo Shuyu, the heir of Mozhu Media? But why did Mo Yun send you to the hospital?"

"Miss Meng..."

Mencius gave Chaochao a wink, and he immediately understood and nodded slightly.

"Everyone is so worried about me, I am really touched. Don't worry, I will fight against the evil forces to the end. No matter how much pressure they will exert, I will stick to my dream. No matter what means they use, I believe that the Qing Self-cleaning..."

Suddenly dizzy, she fainted on the bed again.

Here, Chaochao explained to the media that she was not in good health, told everyone to disperse, and then hurriedly called the nurse over.

After everyone left, she half-opened one eye again and let out a long breath.

"What's the situation?! Why are the reporters here?!"

"It's not... that... An Ziyi brought it on. At that time... the crown prince... Brother Mo Yun was..." Chaochao had this problem, and every time he became more anxious, he stammered.

"What???" No, I did something while she fainted...

"Squatting on the ground to watch you." The person involved, Mo Yun, rushed to answer.

what? ?
What about conscience? ?

"Then a bunch of reporters suddenly rushed into the lobby of the company. An Ziyi was saying all kinds of things about you terminating the contract, disobeying the arrangement, and saw you fainting on the ground... What should I do next?"

Yes, what should I do next?

"It is absolutely impossible to return to the company now. There must be a bunch of media waiting there. The contract termination agreement... is broken." Mencius looked at Chaochao as if he had hit a ghost.

"Liquidated damages." In the end, he and Mo Yun said it at the same time.

"Now... do you want to see Auntie?" Chaochao said another key question

Mencius Qi's heart trembled, thinking that there were people who had nothing to do with him, he forced a smile, "It's nothing, I'll deal with it tonight."

"It's fine, I'm leaving first." Mo Yun had to leave, he and Zhan Lengqiu made an appointment to go to the racing track later, and now it has been delayed for too long, presumably that impatient has become impatient.

Thinking of this, I feel a little annoyed, I don't know what gift to buy to make him happy again.

"Oh, by the way," he suddenly remembered when he saw Mike Wu following him, "Apologize to him."

Mencius fainted to death, this brother hasn't forgotten this yet? !
"I'm sorry for stepping on you, and I'm sorry for causing you so much trouble today. I will explain to the media."

She bowed firmly to the two of them, and only then did she see that Mo Yun finally eased his eyebrows.

"It's okay, let's go." The paralyzed face quickly went online again.

It wasn't until Mo Yun turned around that Meng Ziqi saw a few small patches of gray rubbed against his sleeve.

It was something on the floor in the hall just now, because she had just finished a drill in the morning, before she had time to clean it up, she... lay on it, probably got it while hugging herself.

"Thank you!" she shouted cheerfully again.

Mencius quickly pulled out the needle in his hand, "Let's go, go back to the company first."

"Sister, the medical expenses..." Chaochao Mian showed embarrassment, also, he was still a young intern, and he had been an artist for less than two months, so he really couldn't afford the medical expenses.

"Swipe the card, isn't the card all with you?" Mencius put on his coat, and saw the messages that popped up on his mobile phone, a few private messages on Weibo, nothing more than caring for her and letting her have a good rest, or scolding her for being lazy all day long. Demonic.

"It's all frozen...frozen."

"What?" Mencius calmed down a little, Gao Dashan, a dead old woman, really has you.

She opened WeChat and typed a few words, "Borrow 1000 yuan."

As soon as he walked out of the hospital, Mo Zirou called, "I sent you an address, come tonight."

She replied in a sweet voice, "Sister, why did the company ask me to explain why the company is hiding..."

Mencius shook his head when the indifferent "beep beep..." sounded.

How fucking humble!

Before the complaints in her heart were over, her best friend Pu Tong called again, "I heard you terminated the contract?"

"I don't know, I'm bothered, probably." She stamped her feet impatiently and waited for the bus.

"Then come to my sister, I will give you the seat of the first sister. As long as my sister has a bite to eat, you will definitely have a bowl." Pu Tong, as the boss of an artist company who has never been a popular artist, her housekeeping skills are no ability...

"I'm not in the mood to joke right now. It's a mess. If you are really willing to help me and transfer some money, the card will be frozen." Mencius breathed hot air on his hands. It was extremely cold when I took a taxi outside the hospital.

"What did your agent do? Wait a minute, your brother wants to talk to you."

"Eh? Didn't you just finish talking on the phone? Wait a minute, why do you two..."

"Be careful of Mo Zirou." You can imagine that when your brother said this, his face was cold, his expression and eyes were unwavering.

"what?"

"Quiet and listen to me." The man's voice was steady and firm, and Mencius fell silent for an instant. "Don't let the Mo family know your relationship with the family..."

A sudden busy tone interrupted the man, and when Mencius answered the strange number, his heart beat for no reason.

It was a familiar and extremely cool male voice, "It's all arranged, let the two of you meet in Mengwuchuan at night."