Who knows? The anchor I like has become a movie queen!

He is already old and is gradually feeling the decline of his body. There is no apology in his cloudy eyes as he speaks of his inner demons, "Yes, I do have a younger brother. He is very outstanding. I hate him. I must achieve results to tell everyone that I am better than him.

I was very happy when your brother was born, but as he grew up, he looked more and more like my inner demon. I could hardly control my disgust for him. He was just like your uncle, smart and adventurous. Whenever I saw him, I thought of the past..."

Jiang Qingcong's brows furrowed more and more. He couldn't believe his ears. "I always thought Qing Yan was too willful. What if he sacrificed for the family? But father, how old was he at that time? He was still a child.

In my eyes, you are a great father, and I admire you, but now..."

Jiang Qingcong's tall figure left the office, leaving only the old man trapped in memories, his expression changed from horror to madness, "I can't be wrong, did I succeed?

Such a large group belongs to me,

Dad, did you see that? I am better than him.

I'm doing well

Can you praise me too?"

Song Zhenyuan yelled like a madman, waving his hands as if he was telling something. Finally, he lay exhausted on the ground, curled up into a ball, like a baby.

He squeezed out a final plea from his throat, his voice hoarse as a broken bellows, "Am I okay? Hug me like a younger brother, okay?"

Song Hai has been extremely annoyed by his mother these days. He is indeed the most cruel person. He directly sent his mother to a mental hospital. After all, her condition is almost the same as that of a mental patient.

Jiang Yutao still disagreed when she learned that Song Hai wanted to marry Song Yurou to Gong Longkun. After all, she was the child she loved, and she couldn't bear to see her jump into the fire pit.

But Song Hai sarcastically said, "You still feel sorry for your good daughter? We had twins so that she could stay in the Song family peacefully. She already knew her background and went to recognize her relatives privately. You are reluctant to give up the wealth of the Song family and still occupy Ji Xia's position. See clearly!"

Jiang Yutao felt as if struck by lightning. She truly loved Song Yurou and was reluctant to let her go back to suffer. Was this her response to herself?

Also because of Yu Rou's existence, his own daughter was pushed further and further away.

In addition, Song Hai still doesn't know about her son's private actions. She can't disobey him now to protect Song Yurou. She must obey her husband and numb his nerves, otherwise Song Hai will notice something is wrong and all her efforts will be wasted.

In the face of his own interests, Jiang Yutao gave up Song Yurou without any psychological pressure. After all, she was not his biological daughter, right?

Almost the next day, Song Yurou had married as Gong Longkun's third wife and was now preparing for a small wedding banquet. This was not only a marriage, but also represented the union of the Gong and Song families.

Song Hai is now in high spirits. His family has taken advantage of the Gong family and all the value of Song Yurou has been squeezed out by him. Even though the path is not right, he still achieves his goal.

Now the Song family is no longer a newcomer, but a representative of strength, and Song Hai has truly completed a class leap.

In the evening, Zhou Yuanheng finally asked Gu Jingrong out. "What have you been busy with recently? I'm so bored that none of you come out." He complained while shaking the wine in his glass.

Gu Jingrong and Jiang Qingyan were about to take over Song Hai's greatest efforts through Song Jincheng, so they were naturally very busy these days. "Qingyan is busy liquidating Xingyuan Technology and doesn't even have his girlfriend to accompany him. How could he think of you? Only I am willing to come out and perfunctorily deal with you." Gu Jingrong was speechless about this stupid friend.

Speaking of Jiang Qingyan's girlfriend, Zhou Yuanheng couldn't help but brag about his own help. "Let me tell you, Qingyan might be getting married soon. His girlfriend really has him in her heart. Seeing him find happiness reminds me of the time when Qingyan went abroad alone without taking a penny. Now he has someone who loves him. It's great."

"How do you know?" Gu Jingrong's sensitive nerves sensed something wrong. What did this big fool Zhou Yuanheng do?

"Then I'll tell you, but don't let anything slip. Ji Xia is going to give Jiang Bingkuai a surprise." Zhou Yuanheng told everything about Ji Xia's private phone call to him before with a bit of pride and envy.

The more Gu Jingrong listened, the more he felt something was wrong. He immediately turned everything over in his mind and said, "It's over."

"Why?" Zhou Yuanheng was still a little confused.

Gu Jingrong found out that Ji Xia had been discharged from the hospital, and then quickly called Jiang Qingyan, who was completing the finishing work. After hearing the message conveyed by the other party, he almost immediately recalled that something was wrong with Xia Xia in the past few days. He had never been so panicked, and his brain was confused and he didn't know what to do next.

His lie was discovered, and his worst fear came true.

Jiang Qingyan didn't expect that when Xia Xia was at her most vulnerable, his lies dealt her the final blow. His initial contact with her was indeed out of ulterior motives, which could never be forgiven.

After all, at the beginning, I didn’t know whether I loved Xia Xia as a person or her voice.

It was not until later that he was sure of his feelings. He loved the person, not the voice.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is turned off." Jiang Qingyan called Guoguo, Sister Yan, Brother Qiang, and Shitou again.

None of them connected.

"Zhou Yu, Zhou Yu!" Jiang Qingyan roared, "Take me to Xia Xia's studio, quickly." His hands were shaking so much that he couldn't drive.

Jiang Qingyan rushed all the way and made frantic phone calls. His emotions were on the verge of collapse. He no longer had the aura of being in control of everything. All he had left was the helplessness of possibly losing his lover.

"Don't leave me, Xia Xia, don't leave me," he choked and stared at the phone, but the call was never connected.

Zhou Yu anxiously stepped on the accelerator. He had known Jiang Qingyan since childhood and had never seen him in such a mess.

Zhou Yu practically supported Jiang Qingyan as he reached the studio door. He pushed it open and saw the orderly work inside. He finally felt a little relieved. "It's okay, it's okay. The studio is still there."

The atmosphere in the studio wasn't good, filled with a dead air and unusually busy. "Have you checked? And don't forget to check the message Xia Xia left for her fans, and that most important information about her education..."

When the person in charge saw Jiang Qingyan coming, he came over with a dark face and said, "This is the video Xia Xia left for you." After handing the tablet to Jiang Qingyan, he turned around and continued to work.

Zhou Yu looked at him in confusion, his voice filled with anxiety and questioning, "What's going on? Where did Ji Xia go?"

The person in charge was already in a bad mood. "She was driven crazy, driven crazy by her parents, public opinion, everything. If she leaves, the studio will be disbanded. That's it!" Her voice was extremely loud, as if she wanted to vent all the grievances Xia Xia had suffered.

Just yesterday, Xia Xia suddenly sent a message saying that she was going to disband the studio and go to a new place to heal and develop. Xia Xia paid all the employees of the studio half a year's salary in arrears, as well as the promised fund for overseas travel during the New Year, and promised that if she developed well in a foreign country in the future, they could go with her if they were willing.

All the employees in the studio are very grateful to have a good boss like Xia Xia. She has always been very concerned about everyone's opinions. They are also aware of the pressure Xia Xia is under, and now they all want to do their best to help her get the final things done.

Jiang Qingyan moved Zhou Yu's hand away and came to the meeting room with the tablet. He opened the tablet with trembling hands.