It was already early in the morning when Yang Hao walked out of Yi Taixi's bedroom.
As Yi Taixi narrated, she hugged the quilt and fell asleep, completely unaware that there was a man in the room who had just met her for the first time.
Yi Taixi's face was already very delicate, and after sleeping like this, it added a bit of tranquility, like a baby.
Yang Hao helped her pull the quilt slightly to prevent her from catching a cold, then turned off the light and left quietly.
Yang Hao walked out of Yi Taixi's villa, holding the key to Yi Taixi's car in his hand. Yi Taixi had told her on the way back that it was not convenient to take a taxi here, so she asked Yang Hao to drive her car back. She would
The driver will be asked to pick up the car from Song's house.
Yang Hao remembered the feeling of being spied on when he helped Yi Taixi enter the door, and turned to look at the van over there.
The van was still there, but just when Yang Hao was about to walk towards the van, the van suddenly started, then started in a hurry, and left in a flash.
Yang Hao frowned, who was in the car?
The car was still in the parking garage, and Yang Hao was still standing at the door of the villa. Naturally, there was no way to catch the van. He could only watch the van disappear quickly around the corner.
After Yang Hao confirmed that the door of Yi Taixi's house was locked, he drove the car and left Yi Taixi's house.
When he returned to the Song family, everyone in the family had gone to bed. Yang Hao parked the car, returned to the room, washed his hands briefly, and fell asleep.
In the early morning, Yang Hao, who had only slept for a few hours, had already gotten up energetically. After washing up, he came to the living room and prepared to have breakfast. At the same time, he chatted with Song Enjing about her contract.
Breakfast has been placed on the table. Song Eunjing and Song Mingji are both there. After a night's rest, Song Eunjing has returned to her usual appearance, and she doesn't look at all embarrassed from last night.
"Good morning."
Yang Hao smiled and said hello to the two of them, and looked at the small bag Song Enjing placed next to him: "Miss Song, are you ready to go out?"
Song Eunjing bit her lip and nodded gently: "Yes, I have filming today."
Yang Haoen groaned, picked up an egg and was about to eat it, but found that Song Mingji next to him was staring directly at him, his eyes were excited, and he looked eager to speak. He couldn't help but asked a little strangely: "Mingji, why are you so weird?
Look at me, do you have anything to say?"
Song Mingji looked at the sister next to him, looking like he couldn't help it, and gave Yang Hao a thumbs up: "Master, you are so awesome!"
Yang Hao was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Are you talking about your sister's contract? I already have some clues about this matter. Miss Song, don't worry, I will find a way to handle this matter."
Song Mingji was stunned for a moment: "Contract, what contract?"
Yang Hao was also stunned: "Aren't you talking about your sister's contract? Then what are you talking about?"
Song Mingji said strangely: "I'm talking about the national goddess Miss Itae Heeyi. Master, you don't know. Now you are probably the most jealous and resentful person in Korea."
"Yitaixi?" Yang Hao also asked a little strangely: "Why do you say that?"
Song Mingji chuckled and said, "You sent Miss Yi home last night, and you spent a lot of time at her house."
Yang Hao glanced at Song Eunjing, who had a slightly subtle expression next to him, and nodded calmly: "Well, Taixi was drunk last night, so I sent her home and chatted for a while."
"Taixi?" Song Mingji stared at Yang Hao with bright eyes as if he had discovered a new world: "You are so affectionate, Master, you are really my idol, you stayed in Miss Yi's bedroom last night
It’s been a long time, could it be that you have…”
When Yang Hao came into contact with Song Enjing's direct gaze, he felt a little embarrassed. Yesterday he shouted smoothly, but today he didn't pay attention for a moment and just blurted it out.
"It's nothing, don't think about it. Her servant was sick, so I sent her directly to the bedroom. Then she told me some things. After a delay, we didn't do anything. By the way, what did you do?
Do you know that I stayed in Miss Yi’s bedroom for a long time?”
When Yang Hao explained in this way, he already had a vague impression in his mind. It seemed that this matter should be related to the van last night?
Song Mingji was still having fun, and Song Eunjing next to her stretched out her hand to pat Song Mingji, and explained softly: "You sent Miss Yi home last night, and you were secretly photographed by an entertainment reporter. Today, you are seen sending Miss Yi home everywhere in newspapers and on the Internet.
News about returning home, and your photos..."
Yang Hao was stunned, entertainment reporter?
Secretly photographed?
Song Mingji handed a nearby newspaper to Yang Hao with a look of reverence, and at the same time joked: "Master, you are really amazing. You have only been in Korea for a few days, and you can enter the boudoir of the national goddess, and you can still get along so well."
For a long time, even if you say you didn’t do anything, others won’t believe you.”
Yang Hao wordlessly took the newspaper handed over by Song Mingji. The newspaper had been turned to the entertainment report page, and a large photo came into Yang Hao's eyes.
That was the photo of Yi Taixi staggering and wrestling, and he was holding her up. Almost half of Yi Taixi's body was leaning on Yang Hao. From the angle of the photo, it was nothing like Yang Hao holding Yi Taixi in his arms.
The difference, the shape looks very close.
Yang Hao quickly glanced at the report and couldn't help but smile bitterly after reading it. What these people reported was actually true. Yi Taixi was drunk, and the mysterious man sent her home and stayed in her bedroom for several hours. It was late at night and early in the morning when he left.
Just coupled with some of their descriptions, it feels very bad.
Who is the mysterious man?
This is the top priority of this report. Yang Hao is not Korean. Naturally, these people cannot find Yang Hao at once, but this does not affect the envy, jealousy and hatred of the men in Korea towards Yang Hao.
She is the national goddess.
Even the good cabbage was taken over by the pig. Well, even though this pig seemed to be very temperamental and a very tasty man, he was still jealous.
There are two photos in the report, one is when he sent Yi Taixi in, and the other is a photo of him alone when he left. The photo of him alone is much clearer, because it was taken with his face facing away.
He looked up, although it was not very clear due to the night, but he could already see clearly.
Yang Hao is indifferent to this kind of news, but when he thinks of Yi Taixi, he still has two worries in his heart. He wonders whether this news will have an impact on Yi Taixi?
"There are only two photos in the newspaper, but there is a set of photos online. They are very detailed. When did you enter the villa, how long did you stay in Miss Yi's bedroom, and how long did you leave? There are accurate time records and photos.
, Master, you are really on fire right now."
Yang Hao casually rolled up the newspaper and knocked him on the head: "I'm a kid, but I told you that nothing happened. Miss Yi just regarded me as a friend and told me some past things.
"
Song Mingji shrank his neck, smiled, and stopped talking, but his expression did not believe it.
Yes, in the middle of the night, a beautiful woman like jade, drank wine, and went to the bedroom. After staying there for so long, you said that you only talked about life and ideals with her, and did nothing?
Whether you believe it or not, I don’t believe it anyway!
Yang Hao looked at Song Mingji's expression and knew what he was thinking, but he was too lazy to care about it. He turned his head and stared at Song Enjing, only to find that Song Enjing was also looking at him with a subtle expression. He couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Miss Song, it's time to
You don’t believe what I said either, do you?”
Song Enjing pursed her lips and said, "No, if you say it, I believe it."
Although Song Enjing said this, Yang Hao still felt that Song Enjing's words were very social, so he gave up and said: "Well, it seems that you don't believe it either. It's really hard to let this matter be spoken out.
People believe it.”
Song Enjing's crescent-shaped eyes revealed a bit of a smile. You know it's hard to believe. If you just talk about life and ideals, why can't we talk in the living room? The first time you send someone home, go to their bedroom.
Chat, or chat in bed?
Yang Hao changed the topic and said: "Miss Song, I will find a way to solve the matter of your contract. You don't have to worry about it. If your president says anything to you, you don't have to pay attention. In short, just trust me.
May I?"
Song Enjing frowned slightly: "This matter is not easy, and it may bring you trouble, Mr. Yang. Otherwise, forget it, I just like acting, and I don't particularly care about the remuneration..."
Yang Hao shook his head and said, "But what if what happened last night happens again?"
Song Mingji just heard Yang Hao talking about her sister's contract, and was still a little confused. Now when she heard Yang Hao say this, she immediately had a premonition and stood up: "Sister, what happened last night? Who was there?"
Did I bully you?"
When Song Mingji said this, his slender eyes already contained a certain evil spirit that was totally inconsistent with his age.
Song Enjing took Song Mingji's hand, asked him to sit down, and said softly: "Nothing, just a social event, some drinks..."
Song Mingji is much more mature than his peers. He raised his eyebrows and said, "If you just drank a little wine, the master will definitely not make a fuss about helping you terminate the contract. Sister, has some bastard touched you?"
Tell me who it is, and I'll have his hands removed..."
Song Enjing was startled and reprimanded: "How old are you? Don't just throw people away. Is that what you should do? If something really happened, wouldn't you call the police?"
Song Mingji sneered at his sister's statement: "If the police were useful, those celebrities wouldn't have to commit suicide."
Song Enjing's expression was slightly embarrassed and dejected. Yes, this kind of thing is beyond the control of the police.
Yang Hao didn't want to think about the conflict between the two siblings, so he comforted him: "Mingqi, don't get excited, your sister is right, you have to use your brain when doing things, don't just cut off someone's hand, that is the lowest form of violence, this matter
I've already thought of a way."
Song Enjing looked up at Yang Hao in surprise: "What can I do?"
Yang Hao smiled softly and said: "The person who tied the bell has to untie it. Since your president wants to please Minister Zhang, it means that he is afraid of Minister Zhang. Then wouldn't it be reasonable to let Minister Zhang come forward to solve this matter?"