The next morning.

As soon as Shen Nagawa's car stopped in the group garage, a figure came out from the side and ran towards him anxiously, "Mr. Chen, Mr. Chen, I have something to say to you."

Shen Nagawa stopped the car slowly, and he knew who the person was. "What are you doing here? I think the location of the headlines is not conspicuous enough?"

Kim Yeon-yeon grabbed his car window and pleaded, "I know I was wrong. Yesterday I shouldn't have done that kind of thing on the plane to make you angry. It's all my fault for not doing things through my brain. Please give me a chance to reform myself, okay? I promise not to do things that are chaotic again!"

"Who allows you to touch my car?" Shen Nagawa pushed open the car door directly. Kim Yeon-yeon didn't stand firm and fell backwards all of a sudden.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Chen." Jin Yeon-yeon got up again, and did not forget to take out his phone to show him. "Look at the headlines, I have come out to clarify that I deliberately hyped it up in the name of a parachute that day. I have realized my mistake and solemnly apologized to you in front of the media and fans!"

For this reason, she lost fans wildly. The popularity of Weibo, which was originally tens of millions, suddenly turned into tens of thousands. The overwhelming curse almost drowned her like a tide! The hot news became more and more intense. There were many people around both the company and the doorsteps of her house. Either the angry audience was waiting to deal with her or the media watching the show. In short, her life was simply collapsed!

"I want to change my previous style of luxury and wealth? Young people are innocent." Shen Nagawa dropped this sentence and walked directly towards the elevator.

Jin Yeon-yeon hurriedly followed, "I know you have great powers. As long as you say a word, I will definitely be able to return to the entertainment industry!"

"Why should I say this for you?"

"I can endorse all products of Shen Group for free, no matter which field it involves or how many years it endorses!"

“Not rare.”

"Mr. Chen, I beg you, give me another chance..."

"You know how precious time is to me. You just delayed me for two minutes, 200 million. If you can afford it, I can consider it."

"Two million..."

Where did she go to find so much money? If she had 200 million yuan, would she still need to enter the entertainment industry? She would have enjoyed her happiness long ago...

Seeing Chen Nagawa leaving, she could only take out her cell phone to call Xue's agent, "What should I do? He doesn't have any oil and salt at all. I apologized to him and made a clarification in front of the media reporters. Her fame was ruined. Unexpectedly, he still refused to take back Cheng's life."

"I expected it..." At this time, Agent Xue sighed heavily, as if he was at the end of the road.

"Agent Xue, do you have a better way? I was banned and the whole company was the one who suffered. Don't they care? Is there no other connections that can come out to stop all this?"

Agent Xue said in frustration, "The most powerful person is Mr. Gu, but can you please move? I heard that he and Mr. Shen are still friends in private..."

"What should I do?"

"You can also try it. They are now forming a business competition, and Mr. Gu may help you."

"What if you do it backfire?"

"It won't be worse than now, isn't it? Your popularity is gone and your fans are gone. I just want to make a living in the entertainment industry in the future. I don't want to be a first-, second- and third-tier actress, and I can shoot one or two advertisements a year to support my family."

When Jin Yanyan heard him say this, she felt a little heavy. She didn't expect to be so depressed. It seems that Gu Yingchen is her last straw!

...

When Mu Yangliu went to Yulongwan to trade the finished product, she found that the people were all in a hurry and looked solemn. Even the prodigal son didn't make any noise in the garden...

Instead, she was a little uncomfortable, "Why are everyone weird today?"

The old butler sighed, "Mrs. I'm sick and I don't want to eat anything. We're very anxious and have no choice... Designer Yang, why don't you persuade her later? She has a good impression of you."

"What's wrong with her?"

"At this time of year, she always can't think about it... Alas." The old housekeeper was also helpless. So many years have passed.

Mu Yangliu couldn't help asking, "What day is today?"

"The day of the deceased merit."

"..." No wonder, the entire villa seemed to be covered with a layer of sadness.

Under the guidance of the old housekeeper, Mu Yangliu entered Mrs. Long's bedroom. She lay weakly on the bed, her eyes closed and her pale face showed a little pain.

"Madam, are you okay?" Mu Yangliu asked carefully.

Mrs. Long didn't say anything, her brows frowned even tighter, as if she was immersed in other sadness.

Mu Yangliu could only report politely, "I brought you the underwear this week. I heard that you have a bad appetite, how can you not eat? Your body is the capital of revolution. If you look like this now, Master Long will definitely feel distressed when he sees it in the sky."

"I'm fine." Mrs. Long finally spoke, waved her hand and signaled her servant to take her down.

"Designer Yang, please come with me." The maid next to her took her to the door, "Our wife is in a low mood. You might as well go back first?"

"I'll cook a bowl of noodles for her? When I was in a bad mood before, my mother would cook it for me, and I felt very appetizing when I smelled it." Mu Yangliu took the initiative to ask for advice.

"This..." The maid was a little embarrassed and subconsciously glanced at the old housekeeper. After all, this kind of thing was not something she, a small servant, could do.

The old butler had no choice but to nod, and he was relieved, "Let her try it."

Otherwise, if this continues, the lady will have hunger!

"My lady, do you have anything to avoid?" Mu Yangliu asked.

"She doesn't eat spicy food."

"good."

In the kitchen, she asked the maid to prepare all the ingredients and then got busy in front of the stove. The ingredients on the noodles were very fragrant, and when she passed by her hands, it made everyone's appetite feel excited.

Several maids standing outside swallowed their saliva-

"What kind of noodles does Designer Yang make? It smells so good."

"I really want to have a bowl."

"Mrs. and the young master don't eat anything, and we can't eat either. We have been hungry for a day. The fragrance has aroused my appetite! I really want to eat one bite! Just one bite!"

"Mrs. Is this fragrant noodles? Isn't it?"

...

Long Zixiao's hands were folded behind his head as a pillow, lying silently on the bed. Every day, his mood was always extremely heavy. Things from that year were like waves of water coming towards him. He closed his eyes and wanted to forget the pain, but those pictures kept shaking his nerves.

Just then, a scent of fragrance floated out of the window.
Chapter completed!