Yu Bai looked at the news on his phone and the videos of those who apologizing to him, and his emotions were complicated.

After Yu Bai finished reading it, he returned the phone to Mu Yao.

He looked at Mu Yao, then looked in a direction casually, as if he was relaxing.

"When I was slandered at first, I was eager to prove my innocence and to tell everyone that I did nothing."

"But I know it's useless. Those big bosses have money and they can manipulate everything and destroy a person is just a breeze for them."

"As long as they want, they can destroy a person at any time, like me."

"But, but at first I thought all this would not be that bad." Yu Bai looked up at Mu Yao next to him.

"I didn't expect that just some fake materials could completely destroy me, nor did I expect that those netizens would have such a great evil intention towards me, as if I killed people and set fires, they..."

"They wish they could parade me in the streets and let me dismember themselves, as if only in this way could their anger be calmed."

"What makes me feel most sad is..." Yu Bai said this, his brows couldn't help frowning, and his drooping eyelids were filled with sadness and powerlessness.

"Even people who once liked me came back and scolded me, saying that I failed their likes, saying that I was hypocritical and bad, and let me get out of the entertainment industry."

"Now the boss has fallen, Mr. Sun has fallen, and the infamous that framed me has been cleared, and the people who slandered me have also apologized. Netizens have also begun to express sympathy for me and condemn those who hurt me."

"Even people who once liked me have come back, as if everything has returned to its original state, but I don't feel happy or relieved at all."

"I think I..." Yu Bai stopped halfway through his speech. He lowered his head and said softly: "I'm a little tired."

The low voice was filled with a sense of powerless dullness and fatigue.

Mu Yao looked at Yu Bai with a low breath and reached out to hold his hand.

"In fact, that's it. Many relationships in this world are fragile and short-lived."

"You can be sad, but don't give up on what you like, and don't think you're wrong because of this."

Mu Yao leaned over to Yu Bai, looked at his sad eyes, and comforted her warmly: "You are not wrong, you will get what you want, and fate will give you gifts and compensation."

"Those who hurt you, those who only hide behind the internet and slander you, will only be trapped in the quagmire for the rest of their lives."

Listening to Mu Yao's comfort, Yu Bai pursed his lips and smiled. He held Mu Yao's hand tightly and looked up at her.

"You are the gift that fate gives me."

Then he raised his arms and hugged Mu Yao into his arms, buried his head in her neck, his voice low, "Thank you."

Mu Yao raised her hand and patted Yu Bai's back, gently soothing his emotions at this moment.

After a while, Yu Bai's low mood subsided and he became a sunny and gentle look again.

He slowly let go of Mu Yao's arm holding him, looked at her black eyes, and said seriously: "I will definitely work hard to fulfill my dreams, and at the same time, I will not let you down."

"I believe in you." Mu Yao leaned in front of Yu Bai and kissed Yu Bai's cheek solemnly and seriously.

"I'll give you my luckykiss, and I'll give you my good luck."

*

On the other side.

Xiang Ling was lying on the bed in the living room while resting.

The doorbell suddenly rang.

Listening to the doorbell, Xiang Ling immediately became nervous, afraid that someone would come to him.

Because someone came to him before and released a dead mouse for him.

Xiang Ling hesitated for a few seconds and slowly got off the bed, then walked to the door step by step after leaving the bedroom.

He walked very lightly every step, as if he was afraid of making too loud noises to expose himself.

At this time, the doorbell rang again, as if expressing the rush of the outsider.

After the doorbell sounded, there were a few more sounds of knocking on the door.

Xiang Ling had already walked to the door at this time, and he was lying on the door and looking out.

I saw a middle-aged woman standing at the door, with several big and thick men following behind her. The woman was the landlord of the house where he lives now.

Just when Xiang Ling was still hesitating whether to open the door, the landlord outside the door had lost patience and directly opened the door with the key.

He pushed open the door with great force.

Xiang Ling was slapped in the face by the door without any preparation. He took several steps back to stabilize his body and almost fell to the ground.

After the landlord walked in, he saw Xiang Ling standing there and said in a bad tone: "Why don't you open the door at home?"

Xiang Ling raised his injured arm, "My arm is injured, and I just got out of bed."

The landlord looked at Xiang Ling with disbelief, "You have an arm injured, and your mouth is not injured, so you don't even respond."

"Okay, I won't talk nonsense anymore. You can move out today." The landlord said firmly.

"You know your own situation. Now that something happened to you, someone has found out, and my house has been implicated by you."

"So, just today, you move out."

Xiang Ling listened to the landlord's impatient tone, and he could only whisper: "But my arm is injured and cannot move now. Can you give me a few more days? I..."

"No!" The landlord directly interrupted Xiang Ling's words.

"Since your arm is injured and you can't clean it up, let my people clean it up for you."

After the landlord finished speaking, he turned to look at the men behind him and gave them a look.

The men immediately shook the big nylon bag they brought and walked into various rooms in a scattered manner to pack up their things.

Xiang Ling looked at the men scattered into various rooms. Even if he wanted to stop them, he could not stop them.

Soon, all his things were packed in bags and placed downstairs, piled up on the ground in a mess.

Just like him at this moment, he was in a mess.

The landlord took out tens of thousands of dollars from her bag and threw it on Xiang Ling's bag.

"I am not that kind of person who is unscrupulous. The money here is to return the rent to your house after deducting my damage. Take your things and leave quickly."

After saying that, the landlord took her people away.

Xiang Ling stood there looking at the pile of things on the ground, and a deep sense of helplessness and resentment spread in his heart.

It was obvious that he was fine not long ago and had a good show, and he was about to become popular again soon, but now he has fallen to this point.

All of this is blamed on Mu Yao.

If she hadn't pulled out all of those mercilessly, how could he fall to the ground and become nothing?

At this time, the sirens came from a distance, and soon the police car stopped in front of Xiang Ling and took him away.
Chapter completed!