Chapter 620: How can I bear it
Chapter 620 How can I bear it?
Xia Ling was stunned when she looked at the report.
She was a little anxious and said to Sister Maina: "That's not the case. Yesterday, someone offered me flowers on the stage, but she told me that someone fainted due to hypoglycemia and asked me to sing with peace of mind. There was no mention of a group fight at all!" "
She was on stage at the time, and the music was so loud that she had no idea what was going on below.
Sister Maina said: "Of course I believe you. However, the media and the public don't think so. Xiao Ling, I think this matter is premeditated. There are people behind the scenes who want you to collapse?"
“Who could it be?” she asked.
"There are too many suspects," Sister Maina pondered, "For example, Mr. Li, after he ruins your reputation, it will be easier to separate you and the boss. In the same way, the Gu family and Pei Ziheng are also possible."
"Pei Ziheng?" Xia Ling's breath was suffocated, remembering the man's greetings during this period of time.
If it is really him, then his thoughts are too deep and terrible.
Her heart felt a little chilly.
Sister Maina looked at her face: "What's wrong?"
She shook her head and asked softly: "Who do you think is the most likely among these three groups?"
Sister Maina glanced at her: "No matter who they are, you have to stay away and don't have contact with them during this period, you know." She had doubts about the candidate in her heart, but there was no conclusive evidence. What she said rashly was just Make Xiao Ling sad. They were both women, and she could feel that Xiao Ling had a special feeling for that person.
Though she didn't know what it was.
"It's Pei Ziheng, right?" Xia Ling's voice was still very soft, "Mr. Li is now focused on foreign countries and too busy to take care of himself. He has no spare time to frame me. Gu Lin doesn't have that kind of scheming. Only Pei Ziheng has the mind and ability, and , he was there during the concert.”
Sister Maina was silent for a moment: "Without evidence, we can't make a conclusion yet."
"What evidence will he leave behind?" Xia Ling sneered briefly. Her heart hurt. She didn't want it to be that man, and she didn't want her only good memories of him to turn into a hideous one. But she knew very well that Pei Ziheng could do such a thing, and he would do whatever it took to achieve his goal.
Sister Maina comforted her: "Don't think too much, the truth will come to light."
However, this comfort was too feeble and did not make Xia Ling feel much better.
The public outcry was overwhelming.
Even her nanny car parked in the hotel garage was spray-painted with swear words.
When talking to Li Lei on the phone, he still said a few words in a hurry and then hung up. There were always various noisy sounds in the background, sometimes the sound of gunfire, sometimes the roar of helicopters, and even once, there was There was a heart-rending scream. Li Lei comforted her: "I'm safe. I'm the young master of the Li family. I don't have to be on the front line. I just need to sit in command."
She told him to take good care of himself.
He chuckled: "Yes, I will. Ermao has gained weight recently, so you should take good care of yourself." Going abroad with him was the vigorous and powerful leopard, who served as his assistant and bodyguard.
He gently ran his hand along the soft fur of Er Mao's head and neck.
The huge leopard yawned lazily.
Xia Ling heard this and asked Li Lei to put the microphone to Er Mao's furry ear and said to him: "Er Mao, you have to be good and protect your master. Don't just eat."
Li Lei chuckled again, "It knows." He didn't tell her that Er Mao had gained weight recently by eating human flesh, and people wanted to kill him one after another. If it hadn't been for Er Mao, he might have died long ago. He said to her gently: "What about you, have you eaten well? Have you gained weight?"
“I’ve also gained weight, and I’m so ugly that I can’t even be photographed.” She pretended to complain. Her eyes fell on her bony wrist. She asked her assistant to buy a new bracelet for her yesterday. The original one was too big and no longer fit her current wrist. "Li Lei..." She still couldn't hold it back and asked him, "When will you come back?"
Li Lei looked not far away. Several heavily armed soldiers were clearing mines. Suddenly something exploded, and half of a soldier's body was blown up into the sky.
A rain of blood and body parts fell down.
"I will come back as soon as possible," he said, "but I don't know the exact time yet. When I come back, I will bring you local specialties here." He rubbed Er Mao's ears with his hand, thinking, What souvenir? Would the dried flowers from the primitive jungle be too shabby? Apart from that, there were only various trophies stripped from dead people, and blood diamonds. Nothing is clean here.
He was very fortunate that Xiao Ling was in China and could not see all this.
The two chatted for a few more words and hung up the phone. They had a tacit understanding that no one asked to start a video. He didn't want her to see him looking haggard, and neither did she.
Xia Ling still faces all the pressure of public opinion alone.
The outside world has called on her to cancel her concert tour, saying that she is not worthy of continuing to perform.
Sister Maina and others urgently discussed countermeasures. This kind of thing is not Xia Ling's strong point. She does not participate in decision-making. She only writes songs for the two dead orphans in the hotel room every day, and spends the rest of the time in a daze.
Occasionally, she would go to the nearby small hanging garden to relax.
The small garden is only open to guests of the presidential suite. There are few people and it is very quiet.
But on this day, she met Pei Ziheng in the small garden.
At the end of summer and early autumn, there is a floral fragrance in the air that flourishes but declines, with a somewhat rotten smell. The man was wearing a semi-old but elegant shirt as always. It was made with fine workmanship and looked calm and gentle.
He came to her and looked down at her petite body: "Xiao Ling, you have lost weight."
She said: "Pei Ziheng, is that you?"
“Huh?” He made a voice from his nasal cavity, looking confused.
Xia Ling sneered: "Pei Ziheng, stop pretending. Were you behind the black fan incident at the concert and the fake staff member who came on stage to give me flowers?"
“So, this is how I feel in your heart?” There was a hint of hurt in his eyes.
"Isn't it?" She raised her head slightly and spoke very rudely, "Pei Ziheng, apart from you, I really can't think of anyone else who can do such a cruel thing."
“How could I hurt you?” he said in a low voice.
But she seemed to have heard some big joke: "Ha, you think you haven't hurt me?"
He frowned slightly: "Xiao Ling, I admit that I have been sorry for you, but the first time I hurt you was because you killed Wang Jingwan. After several times, I didn't know you were reincarnated. And later, it was because you deceived me and wanted to Giving birth to another man’s child. Xiao Ling, how could I expose you to such a scandal for no reason? I adopted you from an orphanage and made you famous. How could I bear to ruin your reputation?”
(End of this chapter)