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"As long as he raises his doubts, he will be besieged by everyone, and they will even make vicious guesses as to whether he is the pretty boy who was once kept by Song Chujiu.
Some marketing accounts even got a few little fresh meats who claimed to have been kept by Song Chujiu to be interviewed. They said that Song Chujiu usually had a bad temper and was prone to violence. He would beat and scold him when he got angry. Use your power to oppress them, threaten them not to speak out, etc.
The name Song Chujiu has been exposed by the entire Internet.
Song Chujiu receives countless abusive calls every day.
Song Chujiu can¡¯t even leave his house now. Whenever he is recognized when he goes out, he will be surrounded by people.
Even around the Song Group, there are many people squatting, some are reporters, and some are people who think they are righteous people.
The directors of the Song Group finally decided to let Song Chujiu rest for a while to avoid the limelight and wait for the heat to pass.
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Qin Su returned home carrying the food packed from outside.
He looked at Song Chujiu's bedroom and found that the bedroom door was tightly closed.
Except for eating, Song Chujiu would not leave the bedroom for even half a step.
During this period, she never cooked again.
Qin Su had no choice but to order takeout or pack something back from a restaurant outside.
He went to ask Song Chujiu to eat, and Song Chujiu would come out.
If you don¡¯t call her, she won¡¯t even eat.
¡°Obviously, she was crushed by this turmoil.
Qin Su knocked on the bedroom door.
No one responded.
Qin Su frowned and knocked a few more times.
Still no one responded.
He said: "Song Chujiu, open the door."
Still no movement.
Could it be that he couldn't bear it anymore and collapsed and committed suicide?
Qin Su¡¯s eyes narrowed and he turned the door handle.
As soon as I opened the door to the room, a strong smell of alcohol hit my face.
Qin Su frowned in disgust and saw some empty wine bottles scattered on the carpet.
Song Chujiu was leaning under the bed, holding a bottle of wine in his hand, his cheeks stained with drunken red, and his expression was dull.
Hearing the sound, Song Chujiu turned his head slowly and saw Qin Su walking in.
"Is it time to eat?" Her voice was a little blurry, and she stood up unsteadily.
However, Song Chujiu¡¯s feet gave way and he fell to the ground in a panic.
Song Chujiu rubbed his dizzy head and struggled to stand up, but because of the dizziness and weakness of drunkenness, he couldn't stand up.
Qin Su stood aside expressionlessly, watching Song Chujiu with cold eyes as he continued to struggle but could not stand up.
"I am so useless" Song Chujiu laughed softly, "You are right, I am so stupid and useless. I thought you were cold-blooded at the time, but now that I think about it I am the one who is so useless. It's hopeless. His self-righteous kindness has made himself involved in scandals, and the group has also suffered negative impacts, and the stock market has dropped to the lowest level"
Song Chujiu smiled and cried, "These days, I have received countless phone calls and text messages. They are all viciously cursing me. Why don't people like me die? How can they live in this world and waste air?" ."
She raised her head and looked at Qin Su with tears streaming down her face.
"I just don't want to die without saving him. Is it wrong for me to help him?"
She didn't wait for Qin Su's answer, and said to herself: "Yes, I was indeed wrong. If I had not helped him, I would not have been ruined, harmed myself and the group." (Recorder Please visit our website: www.hlnovel.com