Chapter 115 I’m not here to clarify, I’m here to rant.

The next day, when Tang Zhixi woke up, the sky outside was still a little gray.

She turned her head and saw Ye Hanzhi sleeping next to her.

He was still in the same position as before sleeping, lying on his side, pillowing his arm. The other hand was still holding his hand.

Tang Zhixi looked at him for a while.

His skin is very good and smooth. His eyebrows are very long, his eyelashes are very thick, his nose is high and his lips are as red as cinnabar.

If Mrs. Ye had given birth to a daughter at that time, she would have been a sexy and alluring beauty.

She is a beauty that people will spend thousands of dollars on to buy her a smile.

But as a man, he has a better body, a quaint gentleman with a coquettish and evil face, and a mysterious sense of oppression about him.

The contradictions collide, but they are exceptionally harmonious and attractive.

If there really is a creator of the world, when he created Ye Hanzhi, he must have thought carefully, carefully, carefully, over and over again, and slowly carved him out.

It must be his most satisfying work in the world.

Tang Zhixi looked at it for a while, then gently pulled her hand out and thought about it.

But she just moved a little, and Ye Hanzhi suddenly opened his eyes.

Her eyes were sleepy, her eyes were a little red, and there were some red bloodshot eyes. She looked even more like a goblin.

When their eyes met, Ye Hanzhi smiled first: "Are you awake?"

Tang Zhixi immediately sat up and took her hand out of his: "Yeah."

Ye Hanzhi also sat up after her, rubbing his arms that were so numb that he couldn't feel anything: "It's still very early. If you sleep a little longer, I'll go cook."

"No." Tang Zhixi smoothed her hair and said, "I'll go to the mountain to talk to grandma. The road is a bit far."

Ye Hanzhi glanced at her and said, "Okay, I'll cook at home and wait for you. Please pay attention to your safety."

"Um."

Tang Zhixi came down from the mountain, the two of them had a meal, packed away their things, tidied the house again, and left.

Both of them drove, so they could only go back in one car each.

Ye Hanzhi was in front, and Tang Zhixi was driving behind him.

The mountain road was winding and winding, and we finally drove out of the mountainous area in the afternoon.

When they arrived at a place with signal, both of their cell phones rang.

But the two of them drove the car and ignored it.

It wasn't until they reached the rest area that the two of them checked the messages on their phones.

Only then did Tang Zhixi realize that her vest had fallen off.

Ye Hanzhi naturally saw it too. He got on Tang Zhixi's co-pilot, knowing that she had seen the news, he said directly: "Zhenlei has found Song Anrou."

Tang Zhixi also received a message from Luo Nanchen, not only Song Anrou, but also Yang Qing, and the original account was the trumpet of a celebrity.

"Yu Zhe sent the evidence of her purchase of navy to An Ting."

Tang Zhixi raised her eyes to look at Ye Hanzhi, paused for two seconds, and smiled: "He really does exist."

Seeing that she didn't take this matter to heart, Ye Hanzhi felt a little relieved. He also smiled: "He said that he is not good at solving problems, but he is best at creating problems for others."

"I have a pretty clear understanding of myself." As Tang Zhixi said this, she sent a message back to Shang Guan and Zhou Kening, telling them not to worry about it.

Then he said: "Let's go to the city to find a hotel in the evening. We will return to the Imperial Capital tomorrow."

"good."

**

Song Anrou and Anting stayed in the imperial capital for one night and then returned to Yancheng.

It wasn't until the evening when Anting went home and turned on his computer to deal with things that he discovered the evidence of money-buying in the mailbox.

A screenshot of the chat history, as well as the transaction information and real-name registration information of Song Anrou’s bank card.

Song Anrou didn't go home at night. She just took a shower and came to the study to find him: "An Ting, do you have any work to deal with?"

Antin looked away from the computer and looked at her.

It was the first time Song Anrou saw An Ting looking at her expressionlessly, and her heart skipped a beat: "What's wrong? What happened?"

Antin looked away and looked at the computer again: "Come here and take a look."

"What is this? It's so serious." Song Anrou walked to him as she spoke.

She originally had a cute smile on her face, but after seeing what was on the computer, her pupils suddenly shrank.

It felt like something hit hard in my ear, making a buzzing sound.

All the hairs on my body stood up.

She obviously deleted the chat history, why would these things appear in Antin's computer.

"This, where does this come from?"

Antin raised his head and glanced at the person next to him: "Someone sent it to me anonymously."

Song Anrou clenched her hands and tried to keep herself calm.

"An Rou, I can understand that you don't like Tang Zhixi. But why do you want to buy a navy to blackmail her?" An Ting asked in a deep voice, "Those are the grudges of the previous generation, and she is also a victim. She doesn't want to

Carrying the reputation of an illegitimate daughter."

"I just want to tell everyone the truth, how could she be Jiuxi." Song Anrou stared at the computer machine and said.

"Why can't she be Jiuxi?" An Ting asked, "If you guide public opinion like this, it will cause her a lot of trouble."

Song Anrou looked at him sharply, her hands so hard that her veins popped out: "It's not like you haven't read Jiuxi's script. Tang Zhixi grew up in Hanqing Village and didn't even go to school. She can write Jiuxi's script

A script like that?"

An Ting said nothing and looked at Song Anrou.

Even though she was trying hard to restrain herself, he still felt that she was completely different from usual.

Normally, she is well-behaved, sensible, kind, and considers everything for others. Now, she seems to have an evil beast inside her body. If she is not careful, it will burst out.

"That's a way for her, Shangguan and the others to clear their name."

"Okay, you can have your doubts. Everyone has the right to question," Antin said, "but why do you want to guide the direction of public opinion?"

"I just want everyone to see her true face."

"An Rou." An Ting's voice rose a little, "If she is Jiuxi, your behavior is just spreading rumors and slandering her."

"An Ting, so you are quarreling with me now over Tang Zhixi!"

"What I'm talking about now is your behavior."

"What is my behavior?" Song Anrou said urgently, "You are the boss of Feng Shang Entertainment, shouldn't you be used to this behavior? Who among the artists under you has clean hands? They can do it, but I can't."

"Are you the same as them?" Antin said sternly.

Song Anrou looked at him for a while, then turned around, slammed the door and left.

Antin looked at the closed door, took a long breath, and then pinched his eyebrows.

Before today, he really thought that Song Anrou was very good to Tang Zhixi. After all, she had always been called "sister, sister" and she was very active in accepting relatives from the Song family.

But

Antin sighed again, got up and went out to look for someone.

**

The next day, at around eleven o'clock in the morning, Tang Zhixi's plane landed.

After getting off the plane, the two went to get their luggage. Tang Zhixi looked at her phone and said, "Ye Hanzhi, let's go separately."

"Um?"

"I asked someone to disclose my flight information yesterday. I heard that there are many people waiting for me outside."

Ye Hanzhi stopped where he was and looked at her.

Tang Zhixi saw him stop, took two steps out and came back: "What's wrong?"

"There are so many people, please let me go first." Ye Hanzhi looked at her and said, "What if someone hurts you?"

Tang Zhixi looked at him for a while and said, "If you want to stay, you can just say so."

Ye Hanzhi laughed, helped her tidy up her hair, and said warmly: "I will be your bodyguard."

"Yes." Tang Zhixi responded quietly, taking a mask from her pocket and giving it to him, "Put it on. You are too conspicuous."

"good."

Sure enough, after we went out, there were many people and reporters outside.
To be continued...