It was almost forcibly wiped away with an iron-blooded hand.
No trace can be found.
All relevant news has been removed, and all accounts that posted pictures have been blocked.
But this kind of sexy news cannot be blocked by using public relations means.
The matter has been spread, and even though the relevant pictures can no longer be found on the Internet, many people have already seen the content.
Jiang Zhi's fingers were trembling and his wrist was weak. He could hardly hold the phone and almost dropped it on the ground.
There was no other expression on her face except confusion.
Those high-definition pictures reminded her all the time of the painful things she had experienced.
Jiang Zhi's cell phone began to vibrate crazily, and people kept calling her and sending her messages.
She didn't reply to anyone, including Shen Luyan's call.
Jiang Zhi sat in a daze on the bench for a long time. When Xu Tingbai hurried over, she was still sitting in a daze on the chair. She was wearing a mask, her eyes were blank, and she didn't know what she was looking at.
Xu Tingbai walked slowly to her side and squatted down in front of her. She gently held her hand, which felt cold for a while and sent chills to her bones.
Jiang Zhi's voice was a little hoarse. She seemed to have just come back to her senses. She looked normal, "You're here."
Xu Tingbai opened his mouth, but was interrupted before he could say anything, "Wait a minute, I'll make a call."
Jiang Zhi turned her phone back on and pulled Sheng Xizhou's personal phone number out of the blacklist. She quickly dialed his number and got straight to the point: "Sheng Xizhou, where are you?"
Sheng Xizhou's voice didn't sound much better. It was so hoarse that it was almost impossible to hear the original voice. He opened his mouth, and his throat was filled with blood and bitterness like a knife. He said: " Jiang Zhi, please listen to my explanation, no..."
Jiang Zhi interrupted him calmly, "I asked where you are. Let's meet."
The finger bones of Sheng Xizhou holding the phone were almost transparent. The man's beautiful face was tense and paler than the paper. His thin and lonely face reflected a dead look, "I'm at home."
He went on to explain: "In the villa I asked you to design for me."
Jiang Zhi hummed lightly, neither hysterical nor resentful, but could not be more calm, "I'm here to find you."
After saying these four words, she hung up the phone.
After Sheng Xizhou hung up the phone, he was silent for a long time. Suddenly, the man raised his arm high and slammed the phone in his palm against the wall. The phone suddenly fell into pieces.
There was a lingering gloom on his pale face.
He knew he didn't even have a chance to explain.
During this period of time, Sheng Xizhou was busy fighting with his mother. The relationship between mother and son did not exist in the first place and was almost completely wiped out.
He threw the hospital diagnosis and treatment records he found in Nancheng in front of his mother, and asked her coldly why she did this to him back then, and what kind of ulterior secret made her spend so much time on it.
My mother only said coldly: "I am doing it for your own good."
Sheng Xizhou only remembered part of it, and there was another part that he might never remember, but he might remember it in the next second.
Who is the obsession in his heart?
what exactly is it.
Is it true that the person he can't forget is Jiang Zhi?
Did he really like her that much before? To an extent that his mother couldn't tolerate.
"I don't need this kind of good."
"If I hadn't treated you like this, would you be able to hold on to this position now? Would the Sheng family be yours? I gave you everything."
"You just want to keep your own glory and wealth."
Mrs. Sheng gave him a slap in the face, and Sheng Xizhou accepted it happily.
He had already removed everyone his mother had installed in the group and pulled out her minions one by one.
Mrs. Sheng was so angry that she never expected that one day she would be ignored by her own son.
Mother and son are still incompatible with each other.
Sheng Xizhou sat slumped on the sofa, occasionally raising his eyes to glance at the clock hanging on the wall. After about ten minutes, he felt that she should be arriving soon.
Jiang Zhi took a taxi to Sheng Xizhou's villa.
Xu Tingbai was worried and followed her all the way, fearing that she would do something stupid because she was not in a good state during this period.
Xu Tingbai's eyes were full of heartache. She didn't understand why Jiang Zhi always came up with these things. She spoke and found that her voice was shaking, "Azhi, those news have been removed. Not many people have seen it. You Don’t be afraid or worry too much.”
Jiang Zhi held her hand tightly, as if seeking some stability from her, "I'm fine."
The calmer she was, the more uneasy Xu Tingbai became.
"What do you want to do with Sheng Xizhou? Help?" Apart from this, Xu Tingbai couldn't think of anything else.
The power of the Sheng family is also very powerful.
His industries cover a wide range of areas, and he has connections and abilities, so it shouldn't be difficult for him to handle this matter.
Jiang Zhi said nothing and took a deep breath before getting out of the car.
After getting off the bus, Jiang Zhi took off her mask. She had been wearing a mask just now because she was so afraid that others would see her face.
She rang the doorbell, and soon the housekeeper led someone to invite her in.
After crossing the courtyard, Jiang Zhi walked to the door of the living room. A few seconds later, she walked into the living room.
Sheng Xizhou sat quietly on the sofa. Hearing the sound by the door, he subconsciously looked towards her.
He stood up, and their two calm eyes met each other.
Sheng Xizhou curled his thumbs tightly, his thin and straight face had no color, and the light shone on the man's pale face. After a moment, Sheng Xizhou moved his eyes away, almost not daring to face her gaze.
He remembers it clearly.
He asked someone to take a photo of her when she was eighteen years old and working at night.
At that time, he hated her, hated her, and wanted to kill her, but he was always reluctant to do so.
Every time he saw her, he couldn't help but want to insult her, make her fear him, and never appear in front of him again.
He looked on coldly as the people around him poured wine on her as if they were humiliating her. The wine soaked through her thin work clothes. The girl had obvious curves and curled up pitifully with her arms folded, but she was still taken many photos.
They laughed and left marks with their mobile phones.
He himself didn't even remember how many people had taken these photos.
Sheng Xizhou's eyes were sore, and his heart was so sore that it felt like it was twisting. He opened his mouth, and his throat seemed to be full of knives, and every word he spat out seemed to be stained with blood.
He hasn't had a chance to tell her yet.
Jiang Zhi had already walked up to him. The woman raised her hand and slapped him.
Her strength was limited, and for a man like Sheng Xizhou who had walked out of a mountain of swords and a sea of blood, the pain was almost negligible.
His eye circles were red as if they were about to bleed, and they were all bloodshot, "It's not me."
Jiang Zhi's face was expressionless and his tone was light: "It's not what?"
Sheng Xizhou said hoarsely: "I didn't send it, and I didn't do it."
Jiang Zhi smiled, with tears in her eyes. She really felt it was ridiculous. She asked gently: "Sheng Xizhou, didn't you take the photo?"
He couldn't answer, and the wind that poured into his throat when he opened his mouth was so painful that he couldn't open his mouth.
Jiang Zhi sniffed her red nose, and then asked, "Didn't you take the video?"
Every question he asked left him speechless.
Every piece, piece by piece, was all done by his own hands.
He saw the hotel camera.
He didn't turn it off and just smashed the camera afterwards.
He brought the memory card back, but he didn't know where he put it.
Jiang Zhi looked at his red eyes and still felt it was ridiculous. Why did he seem so heartbroken?
She didn't want to cry in front of him, but tears kept falling one by one. She said, "I really hate you."
She was already a little weak, and the few words struck Sheng Xizhou's heart like thunder.
Jiang Zhi's lips moved again, and the tears in her eyes slowly slid down. She looked at him with only deep hatred in her eyes. There was really nothing left of the friendship she had when she was a child.
"I really regret being so nice to you before."
"I regret knowing you."
"The thing I regret most is that I once truly regarded you as my good friend."
Finally, she calmly repeated, "Sheng Xizhou, I hate you."
"I will never forgive you in this life."
Sheng Xizhou looked into her eyes, and there was only hatred in them that made him feel shocking.
His heart suddenly felt stinging, and the man's fingers gradually curled up. He subconsciously held on to the back of the chair next to him. The subconscious pain in his heart made it so painful that he couldn't straighten his back.
