Midnight Cinderella

Chapter 62

Jiang Ran was very familiar with Er Huang. Because she didn't have to go out for work, she could basically spend the whole day with Er Huang, so she knew all of his little tricks.

Feng Jing's behavior and expression in the video were very similar to Er Huang's.

She remembered that ever since she met Feng Jing, Er Huang would become a little strange at night. She remembered Feng Jing's rule of not filming after midnight. She remembered the last time Er Huang turned on the computer and came to the hospital to look for her …

Looking at these things individually, she might only feel strange, but when strung together, she could come to an incredible conclusion.

Jiang Ran didn't know how long she stared at the computer before she noticed the ringtone of her phone.

She looked at the caller and quickly picked up the phone. "Feng Jing?"

"Thank God, you finally picked up the phone."

If Jiang Ran hadn't picked up the phone, he would have ignored Qin Fan's instructions and run out to look for her himself.

Hearing Feng Jing's relieved voice, Jiang Ran felt a little guilty. "Sorry, I didn't hear the ringtone just now."

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As long as you're okay, it's fine. "

Feng Jing paused for a moment and cut to the chase. "Something happened here. I was afraid that the reporters would look for you again, so I asked Qin Fan to pick you up.

He should be here soon. You should prepare a little. "

Jiang Ran was stunned and asked him, "Is it about the video?"

"…" Feng Jing didn't expect Jiang Ran to see it so quickly. "You saw it?"

"Yeah."

Feng Jing: "…"

Being seen by his girlfriend like that … He really didn't want to live anymore.

"Um, listen to me. That report is purely a rumor. I'm not crazy."

After Feng Jing explained, he felt that if he wasn't crazy, it would be even more strange for him to do such a thing … "There's a reason for what happened in the video. Don't be led away by people with ulterior motives."

Feng Jing was really a little scared. Even if the netizens said a thousand words about him, it would not be as effective as Jiang Ran's words.

"I know. I'll go pack up first. We'll talk later."

"Alright."

Jiang Ran hung up the phone and looked at the packages piled up in the warehouse. She had an appointment with the delivery man in the afternoon.

She felt that she could no longer continue working as a purchasing agent.

She was halfway through packing when she heard a commotion in the neighborhood.

She walked to the window and lifted the curtains to take a look. Sure enough, there were already reporters outside the neighborhood.

Thanks to the two bodyguards that Feng Ping had assigned to her, the reporters were blocked outside and did not directly block the entrance of her house like last time.

The phone rang again. This time, it was Qin Fan.

He told her that his car was already parked in the garage downstairs and told her to take the elevator down directly. He would wait for her in the garage.

Because of the tight schedule, Jiang Ran brought less luggage this time.

She held Er Huang's hand and carried a small bag out the door.

She took the elevator to the underground parking lot. She glanced around and heard a black car honking at her.

She walked towards the car and Qin Fan opened the door for her.

Feng Ping was also in the car and nodded at her.

After Jiang Ran greeted them, she carried Er Huang and sat in the back seat.

Qin Fan drove the car out. When he passed by the gate, he was recognized by the reporters who were waiting outside.

"Look, Qin Fan's car is coming out!"

"Is that Feng Jing's girlfriend in the car?"

Everyone was talking and pushing each other. Even though the car's windows and doors were tightly shut and no one could see what was going on inside, they still took pictures of the car.

Soon, there were reporters driving and trying to follow them. However, they were all stopped by the Feng Family's bodyguards who were already prepared.

Qin Fan saw that he finally got rid of them and let out a sigh of relief. "I'm sorry to have implicated you again."

His words were naturally directed at Jiang Ran. Jiang Ran shook her head and asked him, "Where are we going now?"

Feng Ping answered her, "It's still the Feng Family. I think you should just live there before you get married. This place is not suitable for you to continue living."

His tone was always tough, but Jiang Ran also felt that what he said was reasonable.

Zhenshui Village was indeed too convenient for the paparazzi to enter. Even if she was not afraid of the paparazzi, the security guards in the community were probably afraid of her.

She hugged Er Huang and looked at Qin Fan who was driving. "Mr. Qin, can you take me to Feng Jing's house?

It's in Nanting Huadu. "

Qin Fan was a little surprised. He had long felt that Huadu was the most suitable place and had even asked Feng Jing about it. However, Feng Jing would rather travel between the two places every day than take her there.

Today, he suddenly understood that Feng Jing had never told Jiang Ran about his illness.

Since the video had been exposed, there was nothing for him to hide, right?

Thinking of this, Qin Fan agreed on behalf of Feng Jing. "Okay then. Michel can take care of you there and save you from running around."

Feng Ping did not express his opinion. The car changed its destination and drove towards the villa in Nanting Huadu.

In fact, there were reporters waiting near Huadu. However, this was a high-end villa area. The residents here were either rich or powerful. The security was naturally not on the same level as in Zhenshui Village.

The reporters also knew that the people inside were not to be offended, so they did not dare to do anything too outrageous.

Qin Fan's car drove in smoothly. Jiang Ran found that there was a thin layer of sweat on her palms.

"You can get out of the car first," Qin Fan did not drive the car into Feng Jing's garage. He stopped the car directly outside the small bungalow.

Jiang Ran opened the door and let Er Huang stay in the afternoon. Then she carried her bag and walked out of the car.

Feng Jing did not expect that Qin Fan would take her to his place. When he saw Jiang Ran following Michel in, he was obviously stunned.

"Woof, woof." Er Huang seemed to be very excited and looked around curiously in this new home.

"Er Huang, don't make trouble. Be good."

Jiang Ran was still holding the rope in her hand. Er Huang did not run far. When Er Huang heard her call him, he obediently squatted down at her feet.

Qin Fan, who had just come in, saw this and chuckled. "I heard that it is not easy to train a mongrel. This dog is very obedient." In the end, he added, "Just like Feng Jing."

Feng Jing: "…"

Qin Fan raised his eyebrows at him. His expression seemed to say, "Am I wrong?"

Feng Jing did not even listen to his words.

Jiang Ran was also a little embarrassed. She looked at Feng Jing and said to him, "Sorry, I made the decision and came to you."

"Ah, it's okay … I'm just a little surprised." He went forward to help Jiang Ran take her luggage. He frowned. "You only brought these things?"

"Yes, it's too late to pack."

Feng Jing put the bag on the sofa and pulled her over to sit. "It's okay. If you need anything, just ask Michel to buy it for you."

"Yes, yes. Clothes, cosmetics, daily necessities. If you need anything, just let me know," Michel quickly added.

Jiang Ran smiled at him and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Anyway, Feng Zong was the one paying for it.

"Okay, since everyone is here, let's discuss how to deal with this matter." Qin Fan also sat down on the sofa and asked Michel to make everyone a cup of coffee.

Michel quickly left. Feng Jing looked at Qin Fan and asked him, "How does the company plan to respond?"

Qin Fan said, "I mean, this matter needs to be addressed by you personally."

"Okay, how should we respond?"

"Didn't they say that you often lose your mind?

Why don't you record a video and let them see if you really have a mental disorder? "

Feng Jing thought for a moment and said, "That's not a problem. What do you want me to say?"

"Say that you have to write it yourself. If the public relations department writes it, it will leave too many traces. They will also say that you are just reciting a script and can't explain the problem. You have to write it yourself.

Of course, it's not without reason. This time, we have decided to play the emotional card and pretend to be pitiful. "

"Pretend to be pitiful?"

"Yes. Based on your performance in the video, do you believe that there is nothing wrong with you at all?

So, the colleagues in the public relations department suggest that you deny that you have a mental disorder, but implicitly say that you do have some psychological problems because of too much stress. At night, you vent your emotions in such an extreme way.

As for how to make it easier to move people's hearts, you have to think about it carefully.

In short, public opinion will always be on the side of the weak. Right now, you have to portray yourself as the weak one. "

Feng Jing pondered for a moment and said, "I understand what you mean."

"After you record the video, the company will take a look at it first. If it is approved, it can be published. We will follow up with a series of actions to cooperate with you."

Feng Jing nodded. Feng Ping, who had been silent all this time, also said at this time, "I will definitely investigate the person who leaked the information about you. At present, I already have some clues."

On the way here, Jiang Ran had been worried about how to deal with this matter. Now that she saw Qin Fan and Feng Ping's swift and decisive manner, she suddenly felt relieved.

Feng Jing had an excellent team and the Feng Family supporting him. He would not be so easily defeated.

"I will go and write a draft first." Feng Jing stood up and glanced at Jiang Ran next to him.

He felt that there might be a lot of things that he needed to explain and communicate with Jiang Ran, but now was not the right time.

Jiang Ran understood the complicated emotions behind his simple look. She smiled at him and said, "Go ahead and do your work. I will wait for you."

This sentence was like a reassuring pill that calmed Feng Jing's heart.

Jiang Ran was not like those netizens who began to make wild guesses about him based on a video. She would never be the same as them.

"Okay." A smile finally appeared on Feng Jing's face as he headed upstairs.

Michel came out with coffee and some snacks. "Everyone, eat while you wait. I will also send some up for Feng Zong."

The living room was very quiet. Even Er Huang was lying on the side obediently and snoring quietly.

Jiang Ran took a sip of coffee and took out her phone to check Weibo.

Weibo was still swept by the wind and waves. Even the refresh rate was a bit slow. The number of views on Feng Jing's video was still rising rapidly, and his popularity continued to rise.

"Hahahahaha, I am dying of laughter. Is this the performance art of Nili Feng??"

"Last time, when Feng Jing admitted that he was in a relationship, I thought that his fans would drop by more than half. I didn't expect that when Bunny's perfume was released at Christmas, there would still be a lot of people lining up. You fans are really stubborn.

If you still don't lose your fans this time, I will be convinced. "

"Some people are really jealous. Feng Jing has never sold himself as a boyfriend. Why would he lose his fans when he revealed his girlfriend?

I'm waiting for an official response this time. "

"You can scold him all you want. If he loses fans, it will be my loss.

[Smile] "

"Can anyone enter the entertainment industry now?

And the hospital, take care of the patients, okay? Don't come out and scare people.. "

"Hahahahaha, fortunately, I didn't click on it in the middle of the night. Otherwise, I would have been scared to death. Hahahaha!"

"Feng Jing's fans actually didn't drop. The company must have bought fans!"

"How free are you people in the third dimension? Waiting every day to see if his fans have dropped or not?

Haha. "

"Some keyboard warriors are really ugly. Be more polite."

"What, he is crazy? Can't I say anything?"

Jiang Ran became angrier and angrier and simply left.