The topic #xiazhijunwasarrested became the top trending topic.
Accompanied by photos taken by reporters on the scene.
The whole internet was dumbfounded.
Recalling that a few hours ago, they were still sympathizing with Xia Zhijun, worried about her injuries, guessing who had been cruel to her, and hoping that she would recover soon.
As a result, a few hours later, scandals about her were exposed one after another, and she was finally arrested in a very dramatic way?
Even making a movie is not so fast!
Fans were not even given a chance to defend her.
[How could she be such a person? My taste is so bad, so bad, so disappointing.]
[The big star I have liked for ten years is actually a devil? I feel that my sincerity was wrong, and I will never chase stars again from now on.]
[So, did Pei Zimu see through her true colors these days, so he broke off the relationship with her!]
[Brother Pei is so miserable. He was deceived by a scumbag. He must be very sad now!]
[Can you please stop clearing the man's name? Haven't he and Xia known each other for more than a year? Two people can't sleep on the same bed, which shows his character.]
[He was also deceived! Can you stop the victim-guilty theory?]
Most of them sympathized with Pei Zimu and didn't say anything more.
That's when things changed.
…
Film crew hotel.
Ji Mingwei found an opportunity for Fu Xinghe to formally meet his mother.
"Auntie." Fu Xinghe brought the tea to Fu Yuelan, with a solemn look on his face but very nervous in his heart, "Please have tea."
Fu Yuelan smiled and reached out to take it, looking at him gently, "Good boy, thank you for taking care of my Weiwei during this time. You are a good brother just like my eldest brother."
Fu Xinghe's heart moved slightly. After sitting down, he said warmly: "Auntie, don't you blame my father?"
His own sister was forced to run away from home. If it were him, he would definitely not let her go.
Even if he goes against Mrs. Fu, he will not hesitate.
But as for his father, he has ignored his aunt for so many years. If his aunt hadn't divorced and his father took this opportunity to mention it to the old lady, he wouldn't even know that he still had an aunt and cousin living outside.
Fu Yuelan laughed and shook her head, "Silly boy, do you think my elder brother was really indifferent to me when I ran away from home? He understood my temper and knew that I wanted to be free, so he was willing to help me and gave me a deposit
I was told not to tell anyone about the 500,000 bank card. It was only when I went to the bank to check that I discovered that there was actually that much money!"
500,000 back then was nothing compared to now!
At that time, Mr. Fu had just started his business. This money was the first pot of gold he had ever earned in his life, including the savings he had made since childhood, all of which were given to himself.
Fu Xinghe looked even more incredulous when he heard this.
You must know how stingy Mr. Fu is to his sons. He never gives extra pocket money. If you want money, just make it. Don't rely on me, because everything he makes must be handed over to his wife.
I really didn't expect him to be so generous.
"How do you think your father knows so much about my current situation? As soon as I got divorced, he even asked about where I live?" Fu Yuelan told him with a smile, "Actually, my eldest brother and I have been in contact privately over the years.
During the holidays, we will give each other gifts, and I will also send a copy to your family members every year."
Only then did Fu Xinghe remember.
No wonder when I was a child, every Chinese New Year, my father would be extra generous and give each of their brothers a heavy gift, saying it was a gift from their important person.
He always thought it was a surprise from his parents, but it turned out to be a gift from his aunt.
Thinking of this, his mood suddenly brightened.
He couldn't help but asked: "Auntie, have you ever thought about going home in these years?"
Fu Yuelan's smile faded slightly and she shook her head, "My mother refuses to forgive me, and I don't have the face to do so."
Although she has lived in oppression since childhood, there is no doubt that her mother has not treated her badly in life, but has pushed her to grow up. It is self-evident how difficult this is for a single mother.
Therefore, she never hated him, but she didn't know how to face him.
"Grandma, she is hard-spoken and soft-hearted. She will not really ignore her own daughter." After saying that, Fu Xinghe said cautiously: "During the Chinese New Year, are you willing to go home?"
Fu Yuelan was silent for a moment and subconsciously looked at her daughter beside her.
Under Ji Mingwei's encouraging gaze, she finally plucked up the courage and nodded slowly, "Okay, as long as you are still willing to accept me."
…
After sending Fu Yuelan back to her room to rest, Ji Mingwei and Fu Xinghe went to the open-air balcony, opened two bottles of wine and drank two glasses, "Brother, before I take my mother back to Fu's house, I want to ask clearly, how good are you in your family?"
Welcome us?"
Fu Xinghe was stunned when he heard this, "Of course, you are my sister! My parents, brothers, they all welcome you."
Ji Mingwei raised her eyebrows and asked, "What about other than that? Don't you have anything to say to me?"
"What?" Fu Xinghe didn't react for a moment.
Ji Mingwei directly asked: "Your Fu family in Kyoto has a big business and is not even smaller than the Huo family, so you don't have any difficult people?"
Fu Xinghe looked slightly startled, and after a moment he said helplessly: "The old lady at home does have a tough temper, and almost no one dares to be arrogant in front of her; there is also the second aunt, her character is not very good, she has a bad mouth, and she is also a bad person.
She is relatively strong. My second uncle is a strict wife and can't control her. We all don't like her, but we don't have many opportunities to interact with her, so we can ignore her."
Ji Mingwei suddenly raised her head at this moment and said in a cold tone: "Let me make it clear in advance that I will not let anyone bully my mother. No matter who it is, don't blame me for being disrespectful and disowning my relatives."
Although he had a cold and strong air, Fu Xinghe felt more and more cute the more he looked at her. He couldn't help but reached out and pinched her cheek, coaxing her and saying, "Okay, it's up to you."
As a result, at this moment, a broad hand stretched out and pinched his arm, as if to crush his bones.
A man's cold and even harsh voice sounded above his head, "Mr. Fu, just keep talking and don't move your hands or feet, so as not to contaminate my Weiwei with bacteria."
Fu Xinghe twitched the corner of his mouth, raised his head suddenly, looked at Huo Yanchuan's domineering and powerful air, took out his hand and reminded him coolly: "Mr. Huo, Weiwei is not your property, even if you are your husband,
He has no right to control who his wife has contact with."
The eyes of the two parties faced each other, and their eyes were filled with sparks and lightning, as if they would burst into flames in the next second.
Ji Mingwei held her chin with one hand, looked at the two childish ghosts with interest, and suggested: "I see you are so excited. The hotel happens to have an indoor basketball court, why don't you go and compete?"