Sister Juan thought it was Gu Sisi's husband who had an affair.
Gu Sisi had no idea what had happened during this period and didn't dare to think about it. She was afraid that if she did, she wouldn't be able to stay calm.
When Sister Juan said that, all the pent - up grievances of Gu Sisi in the past few days welled up.
She had been working hard for the return of her child. She wanted to prove herself, to be capable and have a say.
But suddenly, the other person in her team quit, leaving her alone to keep struggling.
Gu Sisi felt exhausted and her heart ached.
Tears streamed down her face. Sister Juan didn't expect Gu Sisi to burst into tears suddenly. She quickly grabbed some tissues and handed them to her.
Without further consolation, Gu Sisi cried for a while and gradually calmed down.
"Thank you, Sister Juan." Gu Sisi wiped away her tears.
It felt really good to have someone by her side when she was sad. After crying, she felt much more relieved.
Everyone has their own purpose in life, but no one is alone.
"What are you thanking me for, silly girl? You're my apprentice! It's only natural for me to do things for you. Besides, I haven't done anything yet!" Sister Juan didn't know why Gu Sisi was crying.
But seeing that Gu Sisi was feeling better now, she was quite happy.
Having an affair was the fault of the scumbag. Sisi shouldn't have to suffer for it.
"If he doesn't want you, we don't need him either." Sister Juan hugged Gu Sisi in her arms, just like comforting a child.
"Okay." Gu Sisi nodded.
There was still no movement from Huo Cheng, but a huge change had taken place on Gu Sisi's side.
Every time they met on the set, Wen Meiling would deliberately show off.
She even said sarcastic remarks, mostly derogatory words. In the past, Gu Sisi might have been sad, but after the conversation with Sister Juan, she had let it go.
No matter how proud Wen Meiling was, Gu Sisi just ignored her. This indifferent attitude made Wen Meiling stomp her feet in anger.
There was nothing she could do about it.
Time would fade everything away, and the heat of this incident gradually subsided.
Wen Meiling's popularity returned to what it used to be, that is, she was no longer in the spotlight.
The scriptwriters no longer ordered additional scenes for her to boost the ratings.
Sister Juan finally let out a sigh of relief after these days of pent - up frustration.
There was nothing more satisfying than seeing those arrogant people fall from grace.
"Where's my dressing room?" Wen Meiling was furious when she saw that her dressing room had been turned back into a shared one.
Life on the set was not as comfortable as at home. A young lady who had never suffered before had to share a dressing room with so many people on the set. It was really frustrating.
Later, after she made it to the headlines, the director asked her what she wanted, and she requested a private dressing room. The director agreed and got one for her.
But now, the thing that had been given to her was taken back.
She angrily went to find the director. The director looked embarrassed and postponed the issue, saying, "There's nothing we can do. You should understand the production team more."
She was sent away, but she was still indignant when she walked outside.
She cursed angrily, "They're all snobs."
She was sure she would make a comeback. Just you wait!
Wen Meiling's scenes were reduced, and she had no scenes at night, so she simply left.
After that night, another piece of news caused a stir.
Paparazzi had taken intimate photos of the rising actress Wen Meiling and Huo Cheng, the president of the Huo Group, entering a hotel.
When asked for a response, Wen Meiling said, "I hope people can give public figures some space."
This undoubtedly confirmed the truth of the matter.
The heat wave rose again. There were even photos of the two of them on the Internet, as well as pictures of them from their school days.
The keyword "childhood sweethearts" trended again. Netizens also shared their own stories of childhood sweethearts, and this seemed to become a symbol of beauty.
The heat only got higher. In just a few hours, it became a national topic.
The news also spread in the production team. Wen Meiling regained her previous treatment and even got better.
"That stupid jerk wants me to change the script again. I don't know what crazy idea he's having." Sister Juan threw the script on the table. As she sat down, she glanced at Gu Sisi.
Gu Sisi was quietly looking at the things in front of her. Sister Juan sighed. Why were these messy things never - ending?
Gu Sisi did know about the latest hot news. She had even looked at the photos and was sure that the blurry back was Huo Cheng's.
Half of the discussion about this incident was about the "childhood sweethearts" topic, and the other half was about the authenticity of the photos.
It was certain that the photos were real, but it had nothing to do with the "childhood sweethearts" topic.
She was thinking about what she should do.
Huo Cheng made one call after another, but he still couldn't get through.
These days, just when Chen Fang had finally managed to suppress the heat of the previous incident.
This new thing popped up.
"Mr. Huo, this..." Chen Fang looked embarrassed. He wasn't there that day.
But looking at the back in the photo, Chen Fang fell silent.
"If I were the young mistress, I would definitely misunderstand." Even he, who trusted Mr. Huo so much, began to have doubts.
Huo Cheng rubbed the bridge of his nose. Thinking about what had happened yesterday, he knew that he must have been framed again.
He threw the phone aside, rolled up his sleeves and was about to leave.
"Mr. Huo, do you need me?"
"No."
Mr. Huo had said the same thing yesterday, and then something went wrong. Looking at Mr. Huo's departing back, Chen Fang felt a bit dejected.
He could only pray that nothing else would go wrong.
Huo Cheng stepped hard on the brake and sped to a place in a flash.
He got out of the car and walked up to a person without being stopped.
"Is this your plan?" He threw today's newspaper in front of the person.
The person just glanced at it and shook his head, "It's not me."
"Not you?" Huo Cheng snorted.
"Don't you know very well who did this?" The person took another look at the photo, "It seems that she still has a strong obsession with you."
The chill on Huo Cheng's body was palpable. He said coldly, "How do I know if you're behind this?"
The person shook his head, "No, this is not my plan."
Huo Cheng raised his eyebrows, picked up the newspaper and turned to leave.
He gave a warning at last, "Third brother, you'd better pray that you're not involved in this. Otherwise, I won't let you off."
The man sitting there was Huo Zhen. The two men had somewhat similar temperaments. When their eyes met, it seemed as if there was an undercurrent surging.
Huo Zhen watched the person leave, squinted his eyes and smiled faintly, "It seems that my fourth brother has really grown up."
Whether he was a friend or a foe, the light in his eyes was unfathomable.
On the way back, at a bend, Huo Cheng suddenly turned the steering wheel.
Since he couldn't get through on the phone, he had to go and explain in person.