Mo Zhen reposted Feng Jing's Weibo. Not only did Feng Jing's team not expect this, but Mo Zhen's fans, Feng Jing's fans, and the two anti-fans also did not expect this.

When Mo Zhen's Weibo was posted, everyone was stunned and did not know what to do.

Then, Feng Jing came out and reposted Mo Zhen's Weibo. This time, everyone was in an uproar.

"I can't believe I got to see two Prince Charming interacting in my lifetime!!!"

"Screenshot, same frame as century."

"Fans will reach the battlefield in five seconds."

"Bystanders, I don't get it. Don't these two often fight???

So they actually have a good relationship???? "

"Thank you, Zhen Zhen, for supporting XDRL. Muacks!

[Heart] "

"Feng Zong, don't act cute. Watch your temperament!"

"Hahahahaha, Feng Jing is so cute. Okay, be good. I'll give you full marks."

"Ahhhhh, I'm so excited. Zhen Zhen and Feng Jing will have a chance to work together in the future!!!

Just thinking about it makes me so excited! "

"I'm crying tears of relief like an old mother. Sob sob sob."

Other than the collective uproar from the netizens, there was also a large-scale battle to choose sides.

Feng Jing had not debuted for long and his career had been too smooth. He did not have many friends in the industry. When the video was first exposed, there were people who kicked him when he was down for various reasons.

But after Mo Zhen reposted his Weibo in a high-profile manner, more and more celebrities showed their support for him. Some of them were celebrities he had never even seen before.

"That's how the entertainment industry is." Qin Fan finally turned off his phone and picked up his chopsticks. "Okay, we can eat in peace."

The food had been cooked for a while and was a little cold. Michel quickly reheated it.

Jiang Ran got up to help him, but was chased out of the kitchen.

After a busy afternoon, everyone was a little tired. After dinner, Michel took on the responsibility of washing the dishes.

Qin Fan did not continue to stay here. He said a few words to Feng Jing and returned to the company.

All of a sudden, only Jiang Ran and Feng Jing were left in the living room. They obviously had a lot to talk about, but no one spoke first.

Feng Jing looked at Jiang Ran, who was sitting opposite him, for a while. Finally, he found a way to break the ice first. However, as soon as he called her name, her cell phone rang.

"Sorry, I have to answer a call." Jiang Ran took out her phone and found that it was her mother calling. "Mom, what's the matter?"

On the other end of the phone, Jiang Ran's mother said, "Ranran, your father and I just heard that Feng Jing has gone crazy?"

"…" Jiang Ran was speechless for a moment before he explained, "No, you're just spouting nonsense online. Don't believe it."

"But your father and I just checked Weibo. That video is indeed very abnormal."

"He has already clarified this. Look at his latest Weibo. It's explained very clearly."

As Jiang Ran spoke, he couldn't help but complain, "Who taught you and Dad to surf Weibo? The things on the Internet are too messy. Don't surf the Internet when you have nothing to do."

"Then I see that you surf the Internet very diligently all day." Jiang Ran's mother was quite dissatisfied with Jiang Ran's words.

Jiang Ran said, "We can tell whether it's true or not. Can you?"

"Why can't I?

I've just seen Feng Jing. How does he look like he's crazy?

I won't talk to you anymore. I'm going to watch the video he posted first. "Jiang Ran's mother said, and the phone was hung up at the same time.

Feng Jing saw Jiang Ran put down the phone and asked her, "Did your mother also hear about me?"

"Yes, ever since they started surfing Weibo, they often read some messy news."

Feng Jing laughed and asked her, "Do you need me to call Auntie and explain it to them?"

"No need. I've already explained it to them. They said they're going to watch your video."

"Oh." Feng Jing nodded, and the living room fell silent again.

Michel came out of the kitchen after washing the dishes and saw Feng Jing and Jiang Ran sitting there in silence. He suddenly felt awkward.

He had a small room here. Usually, to take care of Feng Jing, he would stay here at night. But now that Jiang Ran was here, it seemed a little inconvenient for him to stay here.

Fortunately, when the company rented an apartment for him, they considered taking care of Feng Jing, so he didn't live too far from here. It usually took less than ten minutes to drive there.

"Then, Feng Zong, if there's nothing else, I'll go back first. Call me if you need anything." He walked to the living room and stood there a little uneasily.

Feng Jing nodded at him and said, "Okay, you can come over tomorrow morning to make breakfast."

When Jiang Ran heard him say this, he instinctively said, "It's okay. I can make breakfast."

Michel hurriedly said, "No need, no need. You've worked hard today. You should sleep a little more. I'll come over and do it."

Jiang Ran thought that this was Michel's job. If she did all his work, he would probably be in a difficult position. So he nodded and said, "Okay then. Sorry to trouble you."

"It's no trouble at all. It's my pleasure.

You guys have a good chat. I'll go first. "Michel picked up his jacket, opened the door quickly, and walked out.

He walked out of the door and let out a sigh of relief.

He glanced at the door behind him. In fact, he was still a little worried. Although Feng Jing was more well-behaved at night than before, he wasn't completely fine. Tonight …

Uh, forget it. Anyway, Jiang Ran had seen the video. It was better to let the two of them solve it themselves.

Besides, they were preparing to get married. This matter couldn't be hidden from Jiang Ran forever.

Feng Jing was also thinking about how to tell Jiang Ran about this matter. To be honest, he selfishly didn't want Jiang Ran to know about this. After all, the act of him turning into a dog was really a bit unsightly …

He didn't want her to see him in that state.

But he found that things were often out of his control.

"Well …" Feng Jing opened his mouth, but changed his words. "Do you want to go upstairs and take a shower first?"

Jiang Ran's luggage was still on the sofa. Her eyes moved. She picked up the luggage and asked him, "Which room am I staying in?"

"Just stay next to me."

He took Jiang Ran upstairs. Er Huang followed behind them obediently. "See if there's anything else you need after taking a shower. I'll tell Michel later and ask him to buy it tomorrow and bring it over."

"Okay," Jiang Ran responded. She looked at Feng Jing in silence for a while before saying, "I'll go in first."

She closed the door and went in. Feng Jing stood at the door, ruffling his hair in frustration.

He really didn't know how to tell her. Besides, should he be honest with her about this matter or continue to hide it from her?

He walked back to his room and threw himself on the bed.

After fretting for a while, he suddenly remembered something. He picked up the phone on the table and found Chang Xin's number.

The phone rang a few times before it was picked up. "Best Actor Feng, what's the matter this late at night?"

Feng Jing went straight to the point. "Were you the one who told Mo Zhen about me?"

"You're talking about the soul swap between you and the dog?

Of course not. We signed a confidentiality agreement. "

Feng Jing was just about to ask why he had suddenly reposted his Weibo post.

Chang Xin continued, "But he suddenly called me today and asked if you were possessed by a dog."

Feng Jing: "…"

He was silent for a while before he said, "So, he's really your disciple?"

"Did you think I was lying to you all this time?"

"…" Because he really couldn't understand how Mo Zhen could be the disciple of a fraud.

"If you're calling to thank me, you don't have to. You're my client, so it's only right that he repost your Weibo post.

But if you want to transfer money, I'll accept it. "

"…" Even if he wanted to transfer money, it wouldn't be to you. "Save those words for after I recover.

When will I not have to exchange my soul with Er Huang?

It's not time yet? "

Chang Xin didn't answer his question. Instead, she asked, "Have you been preparing for your wedding with Jiang Ran recently?"

Feng Jing was stunned for a moment. Was this matter already so widely known? "Yes, that's why I'm even more worried."

What if he was still like this after he married Jiang Ran? What should he do?

Jiang Ran would divorce him, right?!

Chang Xin suddenly smiled. "Don't worry. I wish you a happy wedding."

Feng Jing: "…"

Just like that, Chang Xin fooled him. Feng Jing picked up his pajamas and was about to take a shower when there was a knock on the door.

Now, other than him, there was only Jiang Ran in this house. He hurriedly threw his pajamas aside and walked over to open the door for her.

Jiang Ran should have already showered and changed into clean pajamas. She was using the same brand of body wash as him. It seemed that she didn't bring any body wash with her when she left, so she directly used the bottle in the bathroom.

That was a men's body wash. Although it was quite moisturizing, Feng Jing decided to ask Michel to buy her the brand she usually used tomorrow.

When Feng Jing's thoughts were about the body wash, Jiang Ran's voice came from the front. "Well, are you going to sleep?"

"No." Feng Jing immediately shook his head. "I just had dinner. I don't want to go to bed so early."

He turned sideways and made way for Jiang Ran. "Come in and talk."

"Okay."

Jiang Ran walked in alone without her little tail, Er Huang.

Seeing the pajamas thrown on the bed by Feng Jing, Jiang Ran turned around and asked him, "Are you going to take a shower?"

Feng Jing walked over and sat down beside her. "No hurry.

What can I do for you? "

"Well …" Jiang Ran subconsciously tucked her hair behind her ear.

Just now, when she was alone in the room, she watched the video that Feng Jing recorded in the afternoon again.

She had to admit that his performance in the video was very good. She was almost convinced by him. He was just imitating Er Huang's behavior to vent his pressure.

But the little voice in her heart still didn't disappear.

She felt that it was better to ask Feng Jing directly than to let her imagination run wild.

She had an intuition that he wouldn't lie to her.

She took a deep breath and summoned up the courage to ask the doubts in her heart. "Did you exchange souls with Er Huang?"