Song Qianqian's mind finally began to react slowly, but at this moment, she found she could no longer speak.
"No! Dad, there's no need. I can handle this myself. I'm busy. I'll hang up now." She quickly hung up the phone, not daring to say anything else to her father.
However, as soon as she hung up, she regretted it.
The only way to save herself now was to spend money!
Spend money to get the news media to withdraw the news and bribe them to whitewash her image. Spend money to find a top - notch agent to help her. Spend money to get through all the connections, buy online trolls again, and get the fans to support her once more!
All these things required money...
Without her father's support, she was nothing. It was not until this moment that she realized that over the years in the entertainment industry, all she had relied on was her father's money and status, and even Li Ruobai's help... Now without them, she found that she was completely useless.
This realization made her whole body tremble. Her lips turned pale, and the blood in her body seemed to flow backwards, leaving her without a trace of warmth.
How... How could this happen?
She stared blankly at her pale hands. Whether it was because she was scaring herself or because of a terrifying thought, her eyes turned red, and painful tears welled up.
"Damn it! Damn it! Why is this happening?" Her trembling lips buried her face in her hands.
Tears streamed out from between her fingers, flowing down her hands, over her wrists, and finally dropping onto the hospital quilt, forming dark, wet spots.
It was all Qin Qiao'er's fault! It was all because of this woman!
A crazy voice in her mind kept shouting that Qin Qiao'er was the root cause of all these evils.
If there was no Qin Qiao'er, her career in the entertainment industry would have been smooth - sailing! If there was no Qin Qiao'er, she wouldn't have ruined her image! If there was no Qin Qiao'er, she wouldn't have had conflicts with Li Ruobai! If there was no Qin Qiao'er, she would have been the leading actress...
Yes, it was all Qin Qiao'er's fault!
It seemed like she had found an excuse for her incompetence and her narrow - mindedness. She firmly believed in this.
She took her hands away and stared angrily at a certain place, as if that was Qin Qiao'er.
"Qin Qiao'er, I will never let you go!"
The room was eerily quiet. Occasionally, one could hear a few angry curses from her mouth.
On this side of the picture, Qin Qiao'er returned to her apartment first. Because of Song Qianqian, the crew gave everyone a two - day holiday, waiting for Song Qianqian to adjust her emotions and come back to work.
Unexpectedly, Qin Qiao'er got this holiday because of Song Qianqian. She felt quite happy about it.
Tu Qinqin was washing Qin Chenchen and Qin Wanwan. Qin Qiao'er sat in the living room, flipping through the news on TV.
The news on TV was still playing the video of Song Qianqian and Li Ruobai fighting. Apparently, this drama was not over yet.
After watching for a few seconds, she felt annoyed. It was just a small incident, but the news media exaggerated it so much. It was really unreasonable!
She didn't like to see others fail, nor did she like to kick someone when they were down. So she quickly changed the channel.
The phone rang. Feeling the vibration, she picked up the phone and saw that it was Zhao Youting calling.
Her mood brightened. She answered the phone and sweetly called out, "Youting."
"Baby, how are you? Was work tiring today? Did you eat well? Are Chenchen and Wanwan beside you? I want to talk to them."
The other person's voice was as gentle as ever, with a hint of sweetness.
"Work wasn't tiring today. We got off work early. By the way, I don't have to work tomorrow either. Chenchen and Wanwan aren't with me. They're washing up. You can talk to them later." Qin Qiao'er answered truthfully.
"You don't have to work tomorrow? That's great. How about we have dinner together tomorrow afternoon? Just the two of us, without Chenchen and Wanwan!"
His tone was a bit ambiguous, and his voice was very steady. But Qin Qiao'er felt as if he was breathing hot air into her ear.
A blush slowly crept up her ears and then spread across her face. Even though they had been like an old married couple for a long time, a single sweet word from him could still make her blush.
It could be said that Qin Qiao'er was still very innocent. She smiled slightly, obviously very tempted. Since having the two children, she had rarely been alone with Zhao Youting, let alone having dinner together.
Such a romantic thing was very rare. Now that she had such an opportunity, of course she didn't want to miss it.
Moreover, Tu Qinqin had come back and could help take care of Qin Chenchen and Qin Wanwan. With such good conditions tomorrow afternoon, why not agree?
So she readily replied, "Okay. You choose the location. Just let me know the time later."
"Don't worry, baby. I'll definitely give you a surprise..." Then there was a dull "bang" sound.
Obviously, Zhao Youting had given a heavy kiss on the phone.
"Baby, this is my kiss for you. Remember to go to bed early tonight. I still have a bit of work here. If I finish it early, I might call you for a bedtime call."
As he spoke, there was a hint of tiredness in his voice, which was quickly noticed by Qin Qiao'er.
Feeling that he seemed exhausted, Qin Qiao'er felt a pang of heartache. She frowned tightly and said with concern, "Although you're the president, you should still rest well. I don't want my man to be so weak."
"Weak?" The voice on the other side suddenly got louder, obviously shocked by this word.
He was very excited and quickly replied, "Don't worry, baby. Your man will never be weak. How about we have a test tomorrow night?"
The last sentence was extremely ambiguous. When Qin Qiao'er heard it, her face instantly blushed.
"Why are you always so out of line? Okay, okay. I won't talk to you anymore. I'm going to wash up. Bye."
With a shy tone, she quickly hung up the phone after saying this, leaving only a busy tone for Zhao Youting.
Zhao Youting wasn't disappointed by her hanging - up action. Instead, he was even happier. On this end of the phone, Zhao Youting gently looked at the word "baby" on his phone, his heart filled with tenderness.