Even until Death, the Scum Gong thought I was a White Lotus

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Chapter 71

Xie Mu’s life gradually stabilized, he started to completely live in Rongjing’s house, and when the man lightly proposed that he could stay for a long time, the boy did not resist, and silently let him go to his apartment to move his things here . 

Rongjing seems to have become much gentler than before, at least he no longer embarrassed him in front of others, Xie Mu got more and more resources, and even surpassed many first-line male stars, in this regard, those who were surpassed naturally felt unfair, but considering Rongjing’s face, even if it was uncomfortable, they did not dare to show it outside.

On the Internet, Xie Mu’s fans are happy that their idol was appearing more and more in front of people, and with his sudden rise, more and more black fans have appeared under major platforms. 

The chaos of the entertainment industry is never just talk, when a star becomes popular, the opposite of glory comes a lot of negative news.

Of course, no one dares to talk about Xie Mu and Rongjing, but one of the points that those black fans attacked him is that since Xie Mu became popular, he has never interacted with his former friend Wen Mingquan like before, and the two who have always been in the same crew, has rarely worked together in such a long time.

Black Fan’s sense of smell is naturally keen, and when they used this as an excuse to say that Xie Mu was an ungrateful person who had forgotten his former friends after becoming popular, the company’s public relations immediately passed the news to the two agents.

In order to maintain Xie Mu’s personality, the two have to show intimacy in public. 

For a public welfare event, you only need to be present, donate money, and sit downstage.

The company has arranged the media, as long as they still have a friendly attitude, naturally someone will film it and post it on the Internet to change the wind direction. 

Rong Jing is very busy these days, all he can do is convey the words not to let Xie Mu be wronged. After all Xie Mu was docile now, so the people who followed the young man naturally withdrew, and since this charity party was not worth anything compared to the many big and trivial things that Rongjing dealt with every day in the eyes of the organizers, of course, no one mentioned it to him.

On this day, Xie Mu stood in front of the mirror, rummaged through the wardrobe and found a white evening dress, hesitated, and finally wore it. 

When the young man arrived, Wen Mingquan was already sitting in his place.

Xie Mu sat next to him, which was the position arranged by the company. 

Next to him sat another artist from the same company, the young man sat down and smiled at the handsome man next to him, “Brother Quan, good evening.” 

A normal hello. 

Polite, and distant.