The man who was so burned that he was confused wrapped his soft arms around his strong narrow waist and murmured vaguely.
——
A week later, the most dazzling new star on the red carpet was born.
Li Zhi was sitting below, watching her standing on the stage, and asked the people around him: "What did the host call her just now?"
"Ruxiang."
"Ruxiang?"
Ah.
Li Zhi felt that this woman really looked like Lin Ruxiang, and her pomp was grand enough.
"She is a newcomer that CPK has just signed, and she is also their favorite this year. She recently signed a contract with Director Gao for next year's opening drama."
The person next to her gave her a detailed introduction.
Li Zhi looked at her and saw that the person she was holding on her arm was Mu Jianye, the boss of Mu Family.
So, that old man is her backer?
As we all know, the boss of Mu family is the man behind CPK.
This is a bit interesting.
——
Zhuo Jian's fever had just subsided and she was lazily drinking coffee and reading a manuscript at home when Ouyang Ping came to her door.
"There are rumors that she is the illegitimate daughter of the boss of the Mu family, but how come the illegitimate daughter of the boss of the Mu family looks like Lin Ruxiang, or is she the same at all?"
The more Ouyang Ping talked, the more terrified she became.
"But if she is Lin Ruxiang, how can the boss of the Mu family praise her?"
Zhuo Jian didn't doubt it, but he couldn't explain it.
"Yeah, did Lin Ruxiang finish this old man in bed?"
Ouyang Ping imagined boldly.
"Although it is not impossible, have you ever thought that the relationship between Lin Ruxiang and us is known to the whole city A. How can a smart person like Boss Mu be so confused?"
"Then, what do you think is going on? Does Mu Jianye really have an illegitimate daughter outside who looks exactly like Lin Ruxiang? And this illegitimate daughter should be Lin Ruxiang's half-sister?"
Ouyang Ping felt like she was going bald.
Zhuo Jian turned on the TV. At this time, a person who claimed to be named Ruxiang and had almost the same face as Lin Ruxiang was being interviewed.
Zhuo Jian touched her short hair and watched the people on TV accepting interviews so calmly, always giving warm smiles and answers to interviewers, and reminding them to be careful not to bump into each other.
Zhuo Jian couldn't figure it out either, but she had a hunch that this person would get close to her and let her solve the mystery step by step.
She leaned forward and opened the drawer under the table, "Take a look."
Ouyang Ping sat down on the sofa, picked up the photo, looked at it, and then looked at Zhuo Jian in surprise: "What do you mean?"
"Someone sent it a few days ago."
Zhuo Jian explained.
Seeing how calm Zhuo Jian was, Ouyang Ping frowned in confusion, looked down at the photo, then turned to look at the TV: "Do you suspect it's her?"
Zhuo Jian looked at the people on the TV and smiled.
It is indeed a subject of suspicion.
"Hey, what are you going to do?"
"Call the police."
Zhuo Jian's clear eyes were determined, and she said two words lightly.
Ouyang Ping: "..."
Zhuo Jian raised her chin and reminded her to watch TV.
Ouyang Ping looked at the TV.
Ruxiang, who was being interviewed in a dress, suddenly changed his expression, and the scene immediately became chaotic. Two men in police uniforms walked over: "Someone called the police. The lady is suspected of a murder case. Please come back and follow us for investigation."
For a moment, there were constant clicking sounds, but the girl named Ruxiang was still very cooperative, "Okay."
Zhuo Jian touched his hair again, his eyes dimmed.
The live broadcast on TV suddenly stopped and the screen was switched. Ouyang Ping turned to look at her: "Did you call the police?"
"Um."
"Oh, you girl, so you also suspect that she is Lin Ruxiang?"
"Lin Ruxiang had a second heart transplant. I don't believe she can be so healthy."
Zhuo Jian calmly replied to her.
"Then what do you mean?"
"Since such a person has appeared, we naturally cannot sit idly by and ignore it, no matter whether she is Lin Ruxiang or not."