Falling In Love With You Again

In a wide venue, the magnesium lights flashed one after another, and all the films in the hands of media reporters were erased by the cold face of the woman wearing sunglasses sitting in the center of the chairman's seat. "Dear journalists, please be quiet. Now the press conference officially begins. Please ask questions one by one.” The agent and the head of the film company began to host the conference. At once, there was a bit of a clamour, a scramble to be the first to put questions, one after the other. All the questions, in fact, pointed in one direction. “Miss Mo, is it true that you and your mother have officially separated from your mother-daughter relationship that was released in all the major newspapers this morning?” “Miss Mo, is this the intention of the film company or your personal wish?” "Miss Mo, may I ask if it's because your mother is a compulsive gambler and owes a huge gambling debt that you're having trouble paying off?” ... The woman wearing sunglasses, did not cry to win anyone's sympathy, but spit out a "yes" word extremely coldly. At that moment, under the seat like a pot exploded. "Miss Mo, don't you think your behavior is unfilial?” A sharp question. "Miss Mo, you are paid salary is at least tens of millions. Are you really ignoring your mother?!” A voice was very disapproving. ... Attacking voices rose and fell. The woman still pursed her lips tightly and was stingy with even a word of explanation. On the contrary, the agent couldn't hold back any longer and expressed his support. "Dear journalists, as we all know, Miss Mo Xiyue's popularity has risen in recent years, and with that, film appointments have floated like snowflakes.However, have you ever wondered why Miss Mo is still living in a dilapidated house in the old city with at least tens of millions of dollars a year? The room was so rudimentary that there was no room for a double bed? Miss Mo even has all her brand-name clothes sponsored by the film company, have you ever wondered why?” The reporters and media were all mute because, at the same time, everyone thought of some gossip rumours. Rumor has it that Miss Mo Xiyue was kept by a certain wealthy businessman and have a high keeping price... Rumour has it that Miss Mo Xiyue had dinner with a certain tycoon and spent the spring night together, and a cheque opened the market for stars to sell "meals" at sky-high prices... Tracing back to earlier, Miss Mo Xiyue broke up with her childhood sweetheart who was just a small white-collar worker, the rumours of the poor love the rich is sweeping the entire entertainment circle. ... "Have you ever wondered why, with a high income, Miss Mo's life is still stretched to the limit? I can tell you clearly here that two years ago, Miss Mo's debt in Macau casino was US $seven figures. Two years later, that is, a month ago, Miss Mo's debt in Macau casino was US $eight figures! ” There was an uproar on the seats. “Is it because of the high interest rate?” In contrast to Mo Xiyue's coldness, the agent instead spoke more and more angrily and indignantly, "No! It's not the interest rate! It's more and more gambling debts! Old debts are not paid, and new debts are increasing!” All the reporters started to discuss in whispers. "What's even more outrageous is that Miss Mo's mother took the liberty of arranging and threading the tycoons to have dinner and tea with Miss Mo...” Before the agent could finish speaking, he was already interrupted by a cold, clear voice beside him, “No need to say it, no need.” His high emotions as if suddenly poured a head of cold water, the agent suddenly back to God, only to realise that just now he actually misspoke. However, all the reporters had already listened to the "key points" with sharp ears, and all of them are clamouring. Tomorrow's newspaper, Mo Xiyue is suspected to be assisting in dating, and it will be headlines again. As if sniffing out the most valuable news, the reporters all bombarded towards this question, and the agent regretted almost wanting to hit his head with a block of tofu. Slowly took off her sunglasses. Under Mo Xiyue's exquisite heavy makeup, a beautiful face was exposed before the spotlight. Mo Xiyue is not the top of the beauty in the various colors of beauty in the entertainment circle. However, she is beautiful, she is so beautiful that she gives people a tenacious vitality and a feeling of isolation and alienation from the world. “Reporters.” Just like now, her clear voice is like a stream of water, giving people the power of tranquility, and the surroundings suddenly fell silent. "Last week, I officially signed a three-year contract with the film company. Ninety percent of the income from the next three years of the film remuneration will repay the eight-figure debt that the company returned to Macau casinos on its behalf. In the future, all debts of Ms Zhang Yufen have nothing to do with Mo Xiyue. Thank you all.” Speaking very briefly, she stood up, bowed to everyone, then put her sunglasses back on and had stepped out of the press conference before the crowd could react. Outside the door, a sunny day. The sunshine warmed one's heart, and Mo Xiyue’s mood was even more soaring, just like this morning, when she woke up in the narrow single bed, her mood was not affected at all. Finally, she's free! Mo Xiyue finally no longer has a price tag for everything. Mo Xiyue finally will not even love is also full of price tag ...... Lin Yizhou, I loved you. Finally, her heart, for the first time willing to admit.