CH 20

Suppression is useless when trying to deal with gossip, especially in a free-speech network; the only way is to overthrow everything with absolutely contrary facts.

The same is true for Xie Lang; when the facts he thought were overthrown and another completely different truth appeared in front of him, Chen Ziyan’s name would flood and cleanse his heart like a huge wave.

The post about the foreign students spread very quickly. All the people who were curious and concerned about the Chen Ziyan incident clicked in the moment the post appeared. The same was true for Xie Lang. On Weibo, he stated that he would not ask about this matter, but in fact he has been following up.

Gu Qiuyu’s suicide caused his previously recovered feelings for Chen Ziyan to collapse again. The most difficult thing for him to accept was Chen Ziyan’s ruthlessness and cruelty. Qiu Yu was innocent. Knowing that Qiu Yu’s character is strong but still telling the other party the truth, he clearly wanted to force Qiu Yu to death on purpose.

When he saw Gu Qiuyu lying in the bathtub, covered with blood on his arms, Xie Lang’s heart was heavy. He should have understood how hard Chen Ziyan’s heart was.

Fortunately, the rescue was timely, and Gu Qiuyu was fine.

Looking at Gu Qiuyu, who came out of the emergency room with a pale and sick face, lying lifeless on the bed, Xie Lang knew what he should choose.

“I don’t ask about my uncle’s private affairs.”

Facing the frantically questioning reporters, he replied that from today on, Chen Ziyan’s affairs have nothing to do with him.

But afterwards, he couldn’t help but continue to pay attention to things on the Internet. Seeing that the scandal was brewing into a storm, Chen Ziyan became the target of the entire Internet’s scolding and condemnation. He refuted those who insulted the dirty water, but he had no reason to refute; the evidence was so real.

Chen Ziyan can’t be cleared up anymore; those scandals have no chance to be cleared up, not to mention that this incident has already affected his uncle’s Hongliang Group. His uncle will not destroy the entire group just because of a lover, and all shareholders will not allow it. The whole scandal is the best proof that no one controls it.

Perhaps because he knew that he had no chance to stand up, the other party called him again, “Xie Lang. I wish you happiness.”

Without asking for help or crying, the other party just said this to him and then hung up. Slightly choked up.

This is not like Chen Ziyan’s character; the other party is so hard-working and desperate to climb up, how could he give up so easily? At least he should ask him for help, beg him to take him in, and use their past friendship to do everything possible for him. After hanging up the phone, Xie Lang felt so empty in his heart for the first time, as if something very important was really gone, and it was even more uncomfortable than when he knew Chen Ziyan had left.

The gossip continued to sweep the Internet like a storm, and he was suddenly worried about that person.

“Xie Lang, look at the message I sent you! Chen Ziyan, he… you go check your phone!” On the third night after the scandal, his manager suddenly called with an excited and anxious tone. He seemed to be clutching his chest and gasping for breath. He had never seen his manager panic like this before.

What happened to Chen Ziyan?

Even if he decides not to care about the other party’s affairs anymore, he can’t help but pay attention to the news.

The message sent by the agent was a post defending his idol. In the post, there was a video of the latest issue of the most authoritative financial interview in the world. He also paid attention to it from time to time, but there were too many things to watch recently, but now he saw it. What, it turned out to be Chen Ziyan’s face in the interview video?

The other party was wearing a well-tailored formal suit and sat on the guest seat, answering interview questions calmly and gracefully, facing the camera like a nobleman in the last century.

The host called him Mr. Aareon, the legend of the financial world.

How could it be possible? How could Zi Yan be Mr. Aareon? Looking at the phone in a daze, he felt as if a huge thunderbolt had fallen on his head.

“Mr. Aareon, why did you switch to the financial industry and do it so successfully? You are simply a myth.” ”

Because of a person… I want to catch up with him, and I want to stand by his side. But I will try my best to cross the past and walk side by side with him, and I don’t care about the rest.” In the video,

facing the host’s question, the young man he is familiar with looks at the camera and smiles, with a smile in his eyes. The smile is so bright and warm, as if he were staring at his lover.

……

“Bang.”

Xie Lang could no longer sit still and stood up, knocking down the water glass on the table.

Then he turned around and drove home as fast as he could, back to the villa where his parents lived.

Because of one person, there were some things that hindered us. He didn’t dare think about it, and his hand holding the steering wheel was shaking.

“Where’s my mother?”

Back at his parents’ old villa, Xie Lang grabbed the nanny, who opened the door with bloodshot eyes, and asked

The nanny was taken aback by the look of his angry red eyes. “Madam, Madam has not come back from the beauty salon. Young master, what’s wrong with you?

“Tell her to come right back! I have something to ask her!”

Xie Lang pushed away the nanny and yelled like crazy, his whole being on the verge of collapse.

He couldn’t believe his guess. What happened in the first place? Why did Ziyan leave him? It was his mother who told him that Ziyan had left him. It was his mother who told him that Ziyan had left him a check.

The nanny had never seen such an angry young master before, and she dared not disobey him, so she hurriedly informed the lady outside to go home.

Xie Lang was standing in the living room at home, holding the phone; his eyes were frighteningly red.

At this moment, his cell phone rang again, and a strange man’s smiling voice came from inside: “Hello, is this actor Xie? I have an exclusive news story; do you want to know about Chen Ziyan?”

“Speak!”

He nodded almost without thinking; the word Chen Ziyan was now heavily pressing on his nerves. “I want three million, Xie Yingdi. Don’t worry; the news is definitely worth the price. You give me the money, and the exclusive news will be yours.”

It is the information of the bank account for receiving money.

When Xie Lang saw the text message, he immediately initiated the transfer without any hesitation. He didn’t think about anything now, whether it was a scammer or blackmailing paparazzi. No matter how much it cost, he just wanted to know everything about Chen Ziyan.

The other party was very confident that he would not renege on the account, and the news of the transfer had not yet arrived. Ten minutes after hanging up the phone, he sent a message saying that he had sent an email to his public mailbox.

Then he threw away the phone, ran into the study, and eagerly, anxiously, and flusteredly turned on the computer to check.

What follows is the bloodiest truth.

The email is a video; the place in the video is a coffee shop he is familiar with; and the protagonist in the video is also a person he is familiar with.

“I signed the operation order to save him, but the Xie family sent me abroad immediately after the operation, cut off all our contact, and left me there alone.”

“No matter how I explained that he doesn’t even believe me; he would rather love you as a substitute than believe me, but Chen Ziyan is not the person he thinks, really not. For him, I can do anything.”

“I know he won’t trust me anymore, so I won’t explain. I tried my best to audition for “Business Desire” just to get close to him. I climbed into his uncle’s bed just to stimulate him…. ”

Xie Lang stared at the video and persistently told the young man who would sacrifice everything in order to save his lover that he had exhausted all his strength to call out this heart-wrenching name.

False; everything is false; all the facts he thought were false; only the young man he once loved was true.

“Xie Lang, you trust me. I haven’t abandoned our relationship. Can you trust me?”

“Xie Lang, don’t want me; please don’t want me; I only have you.”

“You think you know it well?”

“Chen Ziyan? Do you know what I have experienced in the past three years?”

“It’s okay; it’s just a minor operation; it doesn’t hinder anything.”

“I can do anything for him… I will try my best to cross In the past, we walked side by side with him.”

“Xie Lang, will you believe me if I explain?”

“I know he won’t believe me anymore.”

A familiar voice echoed in his mind: the crying explanation, pitiful begging, unwilling questioning—every word was like a sharp knife cutting Xie Lang’s heart.

Looking at the dazzling and persistent young man in the video, he hugged his head with both hands in regret that he couldn’t face.

Ziyan had explained the truth to him before, and begged him so humblely and pitifully, but he never believed it…