Out of control and sinking

Early the next morning, Jiangruan Company and Bazaar Times simultaneously released statements.

This is a statement from stli, the current editor-in-chief of Harper's Bazaar China.

Briefly outline the achievements of Bazaar Era over the years, and then share your own experiences, witnessing the flourishing of the entertainment industry firsthand.

She later said that choosing this year's cover star was a real headache for her, citing several international heavyweight film stars and actors who were unavailable and regrettably could not collaborate.

Her final choice can only be made from established stars and artists of recent years.

Jiang Ruan was the one she took a liking to at first sight.

Nothing else.

stli praised Jiang Ruan's eyes, saying they were beautiful, like a clear spring, clean and gentle.

Heavy makeup doesn't have to be gaudy, and light makeup doesn't have to be plain.

Natural and unadorned.

He also praised Jiang Ruan on several occasions in his subsequent remarks.

The comment section exploded as soon as the statement was released.

Various comments followed.

But the atmosphere is completely different from before.

Initially, when many veteran artists came out to criticize and ridicule Jiang Ruan, their fans also joined in the criticism, saying that Jiang Ruan had used underhanded tactics to get to where she is today and that she only got cover resources because of her looks.

They also united against external enemies, sharing a common hatred and hatred.

But now that the editor-in-chief of Bazaar Times has personally come out to support Jiang Ruan, the meaning is completely different.

This is tantamount to slapping the face of all the female celebrities who criticized and mocked Jiang Ruan.

So what if you're a veteran? So what if you've been in the entertainment industry for decades?

Stli just didn't like you.

They fell for Jiang Ruan at first sight.

You can't have it by envying it.

And most of the fans who originally supported the female celebrities have stopped supporting them because of this issue of taking sides.

Those celebrities who tried to take advantage of Jiang Ruan never expected this outcome.

Seeing their already small fan base continue to dwindle, they were heartbroken.

Not only that, but the comments section, which originally supported them, inexplicably turned into a place of ridicule and sarcasm.

A large number of Jiang Ruan's fans have also emerged.

The comment section in South Ice was completely flooded with comments.

"Old lady, don't you even look at your own face in the mirror? You're trying to scam us, our fairy Ruan! Your old photos don't even compare to our fairy's!"

"It's your business that you've been acting for thirty years, and it's your lack of ability if you haven't made it to the cover of Bazaar. What does it have to do with our Jiang Ruan?"

"Auntie, stop playing the victim here, okay? It's not like you're not making movies to earn money."

"Exactly, exactly, I second the upstairs."

"You're supposed to be a veteran actress, how come you don't know the principle of 'Do not do to others what you would not have them do to you,' and how to set an example for the younger generation? 'Progress and regression of the times,' what, did Jiang Ruan dig up your ancestral graves just by appearing on a magazine cover?"

Nanbing already had heart disease.

Seeing the comments in the comment section, I couldn't take it anymore and had a heart attack.

That night, they were taken directly to the hospital.

And somehow this news got out.

Jiang Ruan learned about this when it was already dawn.

She first called Sister Qin, who had just finished checking the news: "It's nothing, she just couldn't handle the shock and had a heart attack, but she's been rescued and will be discharged in a couple of days."

Jiang Ruan breathed a sigh of relief: "I just woke up and my private messages exploded, all tagging me about Nan Bing being hospitalized."

Sister Qin sneered: "When she was trying to extort money from others, why didn't she use her brain to think about it? You have no grudge against her, why did you provoke her? You are jealous of others, who can you blame? Now the backlash is coming and you can't take it."

"Let me tell you, stay away from her in the future. This woman is definitely not mentally sound. She just got into the hospital and the news was already announced by gossip reporters on various platforms. Isn't that obviously saying that you bullied her and provoked her? The comments section is full of your fans. If something really happens to her, she will definitely try to extort money from you."

Jiang Ruan was speechless. She sighed, "I understand, but Weibo has been too chaotic these past two days."

"I'll try to calm the fans down and tell them not to go to other people's comment sections, so that nothing else goes wrong."

Sister Qin: "Okay."

At this point, Sister Qin laughed again: "As soon as the news that Nan Bing was alright was released, I saw that several of those who posted sarcastic comments on Weibo secretly deleted their posts. They probably felt ashamed. A few even apologized to you."

"I guess they're afraid you'll hold a grudge against them when you become famous and make things difficult for them." Jiang Ruan laughed: "I won't offend others unless they offend me. There's no real grudge or hatred between us."

"However, I know who tried to scam me this time, and I will be more careful in the future if I encounter them in public."

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Ruan went to wash up.

The maid has prepared breakfast: an iced Americano and toast.

Jiang Ruan prefers light meals in the morning.

Sipping an ice-cold, bitter coffee, she posted on Weibo: "This is the end. Let's just be ourselves, enjoy our own little world, and love you all."

As soon as it was posted, dozens of comments appeared in the comment section, then hundreds, and within minutes it broke a thousand.

It's still rising.

I love you, my wife!!!!!

"Ahhh, second row, I got to sit here, honey, I'm so touched, sob sob..."

"Okay, got it. Let's just enjoy this in our own little world and not go to other people's comment sections, everyone!"

"Listen to your wife, she's been wronged!"

"Fairy Ruan is the best, I will always love you!"

"Don't be angry, honey. They're just jealous of you. They're just sour grapes. We'll love you forever."

Jiang Ruan munched on her toast, scrolling through the comments. Seeing the countless messages of support for her warmed her heart.

I instantly felt full of boundless energy.

She originally didn't have wings; it was Bo Ye and the others who gave her invisible wings.

Only then can she spread her wings and fly.

After replying to a few questions, Jiang Ruan turned off her phone and focused on her meal.

Before we knew it, it was the end of the month.

Bo Ye said he would be back tonight.

After nearly two months apart, when Jiang Ruan heard him say this on the phone, heaven knows how excited she was.

After finishing her work, Jiang Ruan couldn't wait to say goodbye to Sister Qin and go home.

Sister Qin knew why she was in such a hurry to leave, and couldn't help but tease her: "Girls grow up and can't stay at home for long."

"Alright, let's go. It's been so long since we last met. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, but please be careful."

Jiang Ruan blushed, instantly understanding what Sister Qin meant.

She drove to work today.

I drove straight home.

On the way, Jiang Ruan made a point of checking if anyone was following them.

She's been being extra careful in everything she does lately.

Upon arriving at the villa, Jiang Ruan parked the car in the garage, grabbed her bag, and walked inside.

A passing maid greeted her: "Miss Jiang."

Jiang Ruan smiled, her lips curving into a wide arc, clearly in a better mood.

They responded patiently to all of them.

Upon entering the living room, the butler approached and said, "Miss Jiang, Mr. Bo is back."

"I'll be waiting for you upstairs."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ruan's eyes lit up instantly.

Uncontrollable excitement.

"it is good."

"Then I'll go up first."

The butler smiled and said, "Yes."

The sound of footsteps echoed up the stairs as Jiang Ruan jogged up.

Upon entering the bedroom and opening the door, I saw...