She is deeply trapped in the Shura field, and the love-brained boss is mad

Jiang Miaotong's eyes were filled with hatred, and she lowered her head to hide her emotions.

Song Zhisheng was concentrating on talking to Fu Linxing and didn't notice Jiang Miaotong's abnormality, but Ji Ning on the other side noticed it.

Ji Ning glanced at her out of the corner of his eye and frowned.

The three of them walked into the room.

Ji Ning took out a bottle of healing spray from the suitcase and placed it directly on the table.

Song Zhisheng picked it up and sprayed it on his hands twice, then looked at Jiang Miaotong:

"Can I help you?"

She looked sincere when she spoke, as if she really wanted to help.

But after what happened just now, Jiang Miaotong also knew how brave Song Zhisheng was to fight back.

Of course she wouldn't let Song Zhisheng help, for fear of being at a disadvantage again.

Taking the spray, Jiang Miaotong said:

"Why don't you guys go down first, I still have to pack up later."

"I won't drink the mung bean soup. Please convey my gratitude to Changyao for me."

Jiang Miaotong suffered a setback on the first day after returning and suffered a great loss.

Every second she looked at Song Zhisheng, the resentment in her heart would increase, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.

Now she just wanted to get rid of these two bitches who excluded her.

Song Zhisheng didn't want to stay with her either. Since she had found an excuse herself, Ji Ning and the others could leave.

Standing up, Song Zhisheng said, "Then you can have a good rest upstairs. We will go downstairs first."

Ji Ning stood up and followed her out.

The door was closed. Jiang Miaotong pretended to spray twice in front of the camera and then got up and went to the bathroom.

Away from the camera, Jiang Miaotong was breathing heavily and staring at the sink with a distorted expression.

Taking advantage of the good soundproofing in the bathroom, she threw all the bottles and jars of cosmetics that she hadn't taken away last time onto the floor.

Broken glass was scattered all over the floor. She took a few steps back and managed to calm down her anger, but her eyes were still vicious.

downstairs.

As soon as Song Zhisheng went downstairs, he smelled the aroma of cooking mung beans coming from the kitchen.

"Miaotong said she doesn't want to drink, so she asked me to convey her gratitude to you."

She walked into the kitchen, glanced at the pot of cooking mung beans, and casually said something to Meng Changyao beside her.

Meng Changyao had almost known Jiang Miaotong's personality before participating in the variety show, but she had never had much contact with her.

Now that I heard that Jiang Miaotong was not coming down, I thought it was just right.

If she didn't come down, the atmosphere downstairs would be more cheerful.

However, Meng Changyao couldn't help but wonder what the irresistible factors Director Li mentioned were.

Could it be referring to Jiang Miaotong's background?

Meng Changyao is not the only one who is thinking about this question.

More and more steam rose from the pot. After the mung bean soup was ready, it was cooled for a while. Song Zhisheng took out a bowl from the cupboard and served one bowl to each person.

Fu Linxing was not in the mood to drink at the moment, but he saw that Song Zhisheng and the others were drinking.

He picked it up and took two bites.

After it cooled down, it tasted sweet. I don’t know if the cooling effect was really that significant, but as Fu Linxing drank it, the suppressed emotions in his heart dissipated a lot.

Song Zhisheng held the bowl and drank it in small sips. Seeing that Lu Nanchen was the only one holding the bowl without moving, he thought for a moment and leaned over to remind him in a low voice.

"You don't put sugar in this bowl."

Upon hearing this, Lu Nanchen looked at Song Zhisheng.

Song Zhisheng nodded affirmatively and looked away.

She remembered that Lu Nanchen didn't pick up his chopsticks when they ate sweet tofu pudding last time.

Song Zhisheng loves cooking and subconsciously pays attention to everyone's preferences when eating.

Lu Nanchen had never tried any of those dishes with a sweet and sour taste.

The taste is exactly the opposite of hers.

Lu Nanchen stared at her for two seconds, then his eyelashes trembled slightly as he looked down at the small bowl in his hand.

He rubbed the bowl with his hands, trying to calm his heartbeat which had quickened several beats.

He hadn't thought she would notice such a subtle thing.

Lu Nanchen took a sip and was greeted by the refreshing aroma of mung beans, which was indeed not too sweet.

Xiao Zhi stood opposite the two of them, put down his empty bowl, and saw everything that happened between them.

The natural atmosphere makes it impossible to squeeze in, and one can only stand here and watch.

It's like asking for trouble.

Xiao Zhi picked up the bowl, turned and walked towards the kitchen, not wanting to look in the direction where the two of them were standing.

Song Zhisheng finished his soup and was about to wash the dishes when the door of the villa was pushed open.

The staff member leaned half of his body in, looked at her, waved at her, and motioned her to go out.

For a moment, Song Zhisheng thought that Director Li was dissatisfied with her behavior and wanted to scold her.

With this thought in mind, she followed the staff out the door.

The staff took her to where Director Li's business car was and made a invitation gesture to the car.

Song Zhisheng swallowed, opened the car door and got in.

Just as he was about to close the door, Director Li immediately spoke:

"Don't close the car door."

The show is very popular right now, and he doesn't want to wake up and see some bad trending searches.

Song Zhisheng withdrew his hand and sat face to face with Director Li, with a small table between them.

"Director Li, I'm sorry. When I was helping Jiang Miaotong move her luggage, she kept stalling for time. I couldn't help it, so..."

Having seen how scary Director Li was when he got angry, Song Zhisheng thought about it and decided that it would be better to admit his mistake as soon as possible.

Who knew that when Director Li heard this, he immediately waved his hand and interrupted her.

"No need to apologize. I know her personality."

"If it weren't for the last resort, who would want to leave such a trouble?"

Director Li said helplessly, regarding Song Zhisheng as the lucky star of the show.

Song Zhisheng didn't respond, but asked, "Then why did you ask me to come here...?"

Director Li knew at a glance that Song Zhisheng had misunderstood.

This is a misunderstanding. How could he blame Song Zhisheng?

The ratings of his show depend entirely on her.

"I didn't come here to blame you."

He had no choice but to let them come back. After a few days, when the recording of this station was finished, he would find a reason to send them away.

Director Li looked at Song Zhisheng. The most urgent thing was evidence.

"Regarding... your relationship with Lin Shuyu, do you have any substantial evidence?"

Song Zhisheng didn't expect that Director Li would ask this.

She did not answer yes or no immediately, but asked first:

"Did anything negative about the show get spread online because of what happened between him and me?"

Director Li shook his head: "No, someone online is trying to stir up trouble by hiring trolls to discredit you, and they've been using this incident as an excuse."

Director Li's expression became more serious. "I was thinking, if you have any evidence, you could send me a copy, just in case."

Director Li also just discovered that some people on the Internet have started to stir up trouble.

The staff around him are very capable in fighting against black fans and controlling comments, and the matter has been almost resolved now.

But this is not a solution all the time. If we can get evidence, we can play a better role.

Song Zhisheng knew without even thinking that the person who hired the internet trolls to discredit her was Lin Shuyu.

Because as soon as the heat of criticizing her online subsides, someone will immediately start to stir up trouble.

"I have evidence that he repeatedly hired a network of trolls to bully me, but the most crucial evidence that can prove him is in my old phone, which he deliberately damaged."