Chapter 50: chapter 50

Tang Shumi clicked on the small video named [Tang Shumi Nineteen Seconds] from someone on the list, and the unbearable picture immediately appeared in front of her.
A man and a woman, the woman lying naked to the top of the bed, was crazy by the man.
The angle of view was taken by the man with his mobile phone, and then it hit the woman's face at the intersection of the two.
The woman covered her face with her long hair scattered on the white sheets, yelling.
The facial features exposed between the fingers are actually very similar to her.
Tang Shumi's breathing was stagnant, blood flowed back all over, and the hand holding the phone trembled.
"What's wrong?" Ji Linchen frowned when he heard the woman's cry.
Snapped--
The phone was smashed to the ground by her, and the screen broke into snowflakes.
"It's not me, it's not me, it's not me!" Tang Shumi shook her head frantically toward Ji Linchen: "Ji Linchen, it's really not me! It's not me!"
Ji Linchen hugged her in his arms, confined her waist, followed her words softly and calmly said: "It's not you, I know it's not you."
Although I don't know what happened, it must be related to her looking at the phone just now.
Feeling the person in his arms gradually calmed down, Ji Linchen took out the phone from his trouser pocket.
Unexpectedly, this action made Tang Shumi nervous, suddenly pinched his waist desperately, and begged aggrievedly: "No, Ji Linchen, don't look at your phone."
She said and shook her head: "You are not allowed to watch, you are not allowed to watch, you give me your phone."
Ji Linchen hung down the phone, put it in his pocket, and promised her warmly: "I won't look at it, let's go home."
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Tang Shumi didn't know how to get back to Mingyuan. The journey was extremely long and short.
There was nothing in her mind, only the lewd and unbearable picture in the video. The woman's face was infinitely enlarged, enlarged, and enlarged until every pore was clearly visible.
If she hadn't done it herself, she would have known the heroine in the video as Tang Shumi.
This is simply ridiculous.
Tang Shumi sat on the sofa, her eyes dull, waiting for Ji Linchen to pour hot water for her.
Looking at the kitchen, why haven't you come back for so long? Did you lie to her to look at the phone?
She bounced up and ran to the kitchen.
Ji Linchen stood in front of the water dispenser, clutching his mobile phone tightly, the cold white light spreading deep shadows under his eyelids, and his eyes were as cold as a layer of ice.
After investigating the whole matter, it is clear that the woman in the video is Jiang Zhili, a contracted artist under Apple Entertainment, and the and love video was filmed for her unscrupulous private life.
She and Tang Shumi look a little bit alike, especially when the facial features are half covered.
"Ji Linchen." Tang Shumi called him. Ji Linchen turned his head, his expression was as flat as ever, as if nothing had happened, but Tang Shumi still smelled something abnormal.
She asked: "Did you see it?"
Ji Linchen admitted frankly: "Yes."
Tang Shumi took a deep breath: "That's not me."
Ji Linchen walked over and hugged her: "I know."
"I don't dare to watch it on Weibo. The video has spread all over the Internet. Xu Mingzhu asked me to uninstall Weibo. Many people sent me messages asking me. I didn't reply to one. I don't want to reply." Tang Shumi said incoherently. He said: "I'm afraid, I should make a statement now, but I dare not go to Weibo, I dare not read those comments, I am so uncomfortable, obviously it is not me, why do you say it is me? Why? Why? !"
Ji Linchen hugged tighter: "We all know that it's not you."
"Really?" Tang Shumi raised her face, tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes, falling one by one.
Ji Linchen put his chin on top of her head and said "Yes".
"Then I will check on Weibo now?" Tang Shumi pursed her lips.
Ji Linchen released her hand and gave her the phone. Tang Shumi tremblingly took it, her fingertips stuck on the screen, not moving for a long time.
"Shu Mi, don't be afraid." He said.
Tang Shumi nodded, and plucked up the courage to click on Weibo. After opening the screen, it was the hot search interface.
Her gaze searched above, there was no word about "Tang Shumi" or "Nineteen Seconds".
The Ji Group and M-tree Art Museum issued a clarification statement half an hour ago. The comment area was unexpectedly harmonious. They all did not believe that the video heroine was Tang Shumi's remarks.
The stone hanging in her heart fell instantly, and she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Don't think about anything, I am here." Ji Linchen brushed her cheek.
Tang Shumi said "Um", "I want to sleep."
Ji Linchen hugged her up to the bedroom.
"Your hand." Tang Shumi exclaimed.
Ji Linchen endured the pain without changing his face: "It's all right."
"You lied to me." Tang Shumi looked at his abruptly pale face.
Ji Linchen put her on the bed: "It's okay to hold you."
"Then I will go to sleep first." Tang Shumi shrank, the quilt pulled to the top of her head, and the whole person curled up.
Ji Linchen walked around to the other side, Tang Shumi felt a sinking next to her, and then she was pulled over and put her arms in his arms.
Her tight lips gradually loosened, and her curled hands and feet relaxed involuntarily.
In the embrace of full sense of security, I gradually fell asleep.
At four o'clock in the morning, Ji's Group Building.
The operation department office is brightly lit.
Dozens of employees sitting in front of the computer were engrossed, the keyboard and mouse made a "click, click, click", for fear of letting go of any comments that shouldn't appear.
Ji Yun, who flew back from Singapore overnight, turned pale: "Jiang Zhili's announcement will come out at 8 o'clock at the latest."
"It's late." Ji Linchen bends his fingers slightly and taps the tabletop gently, anger accumulating between his brows.
It seems that a volcano will erupt in the next moment.
It was the first time that Ji Yun saw Ji Linchen, who was irritated and furious.
"6 o'clock." Ji Yun raised his hand to look at the watch: "There are two hours left, I should be able to come out."
Ji Linchen sank: "You must come out."
Ji Yun nodded, got up and went outside to call.
Jiang Zhili disappeared and did not show up, now Man Jiangcheng is looking for someone.
Limiting current control reviews is not a long-term solution. The best way is to let Jiang Zhili admit that she is the heroine in the video, and it is not enough to make a statement, which will make people deliberately say that she is in a scapegoat.
When Ji Yun came back from the phone, he was relieved.
Jiang Zhili has been found, and all that is left is to take a video to clarify.
Whether she wants it or not, she must stand up and make it clear, otherwise it will be just the word "death".
"Achen, it's an artist who I didn't manage well." Ji Yun walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "I will apologize to Shu Mi at dawn."
Apple Entertainment was under his name, Jiang Zhili stabbed the basket, and of course she was at fault with him. Moreover, he did not care much about the entertainment company, and spent all day leisurely traveling around the world.
Ji Linchen frowned: "Come back in a few days."
Ji Yun thought for a while and nodded. It will not be too late to apologize after Feng Lang calms down in a few days.
"Eh, where are you going?" Ji Yun watched him stand up and walk towards the door.
"Back to Mingyuan." Ji Linchen turned his head and said sternly: "Here you can help me watch."
I'm worried that Shumi is at home alone, Ji Yun patted his chest, "Don't worry, I've been here today, and I will never leave."
Half an hour after Ji Linchen drove back to Mingyuan, the sky was still dark, and half a round of clear moon hung high in the sky, shrouding Mingyuan in silence.
Except for the security guards and patrolmen, everyone else was asleep.
A night light in the living room fainted dimly, and Ji Linchen walked up the spiral staircase lightly in the light.
After Shumi fell asleep completely, he left Mingyuan and went to Ji's family. At this time, he returned to Mingyuan quietly, and within two hours, even the housekeeper had not noticed.
When he twisted the handle in the bedroom, his brows suddenly sank, and some bad thoughts flashed in his mind.
As he took two steps back and was about to kick in, the door opened with a creak.
Tang Shumi appeared behind the door, barefoot and no slippers. She was thin, and the cotton pajamas were loosely wrapped around her body, and she was pitifully petite.
Ji Linchen walked into the bedroom and closed the door with his backhand. He touched Tang Shumi's shoulder: "Is it cold?
How could the indoor constant temperature be cold, Tang Shumi shook her head slowly, "It's not cold."
"It's fine if it's not cold." Ji Linchen took her hand and walked to the bed, leaned over and turned on the light: "When did you wake up?"
The light in the bedroom suddenly brightened, and Tang Shumi looked up at him: "When you left, I heard the sound of a car."
Ji Linchen frowned. According to his cognition, she slept like a child, and Lei couldn't wake up.
"Why lock the door?"
"where did you go?"
Two people asked questions and answered at the same time.
"You are not here"
"the company."
Tang Shumi laughed suddenly, and poked Ji Linchen's chest with her middle finger, jokingly: "We're pretty good-hearted."
Ji Linchen grabbed her finger and clenched it on the palm of his hand: "There was something wrong with the contract signed yesterday."
"Fart!" Tang Shumi raised her mouth: "It's obviously for my business."
Seeing her squinting eyes and glancing her mouth, Ji Linchen had to nod and admit.
"The navy you hired is pretty good." There was no splash in the comment area, and she was crazy and crazy. Tang Shumi passed him by and sat down on the bed and said to herself: "Don't worry. , I have come over."
Ji Linchen rubbed the top of her head comfortably, and Shumi was stronger than he thought when encountering such a thing.
"I know that someone deliberately punished me, and wanted me to hide in my house because of this. I couldn't see it all day long and wash my face with tears." She shook her head and sneered: "If I think too much, I will not be like her. Wish!"
If it is a video that someone deliberately broke, Jiang Zhili is obviously more popular than her. After all, Jiang Zhili is a popular traffic flower. Pointing to Jiang Zhili's face and saying that it is Tang Shumi, it is strange to think about it.
Although the m-tree official blog has nearly 200,000 fans, many people don't know who Tang Shumi is, regardless of Jiangcheng's upper-class circles.
That Weibo still exploded under the name of President Ji’s fiancée, and the video went viral all over the network, but it was all deleted after a few minutes.
"Who is it?" Tang Shumi shook her two white and tender legs and raised her head: "Is it Tang porcelain?"
After Tang Porcelain’s art gallery was forced to close, Tang Guohai had visited her several times for his beloved daughter, but was turned away by security.
Occasionally I heard Xu Mingzhu mention that Tang Ci had a miserable life. He followed a rich second generation who was chasing her, but was kicked off after being pregnant.
Ji Linchen said quietly: "Yes."
He simply answered "Yes", the twists and turns inside were more complicated than Tang Shumi had imagined, and Ji Linchen didn't want to elaborate.
Tang Shumi sighed as expected: "Why do you say she hates me so much? Tang Guohai gave her all his fatherly love, obviously I am his blood-related daughter." She rolled her eyes. : "Look at me so bully? Such a disgusting method also made it out."
Seeing her regaining her previous vitality, the frowning brows slowly loosened, but they sank again after hearing her next sentence.