Chapter 9 It Depends On The Master To Beat A Dog

"Why?" I swore, it was not that I didn't want to, it was just an instinctive question. But when he glared at me, I still shrank my neck spinelessly. It's just a patent, and others don't like it.

He didn't like talking, and I'm also distracted. We didn't have the desire to talk to each other. We had a boring meal, but it's finally better than last night. After I quietly cleaned up the table, he was still reading that damn newspaper.

"Anything else? If not, I'll go back to my room and have a rest. "

"Yes." He put down the newspaper lightly.

I regretted in silence. If I had known it earlier, I wouldn't have asked him. We had settled that I only cooked. Look, the annoy boss would add more work to me.

"What?"

"Take a walk." After saying that, he stood up and left. I was in a daze.

"Why are you still here?"

When I found that he was waiting for me at the door, I almost laughed out loud. I pointed at my nose and asked him if he was really talking to me. I didn't think I have the obligation to do that.

"You are so fat. Do you still want to defeat Yoyo? Fizz... "

"Hey... Stop! Don't go too far... " I followed him out with my fists clenched. After complaining for forty minutes, he finally replied, "I'm tired. Go back to take a nap.".

How can I still sleep? The more I walk, the more energetic I feel. I feel much more comfortable than usual. I quietly closed the door and quickly took out my mobile phone to browse micro-blog. As expected, just entering my name, there were a lot of entertainment news.

And almost all of them blamed me.

Even in my own fans' camp, there were a lot of complaints that I destroyed their faith in love and forced me to get out of the entertainment circle. Some of them said that they were never my fans anymore and hated me from now on.

I had typed several times, but I still didn't know what to say. I deleted them all. Now my fans didn't know the truth at all, and I couldn't give the truth either. Moreover, Yoyo had been operating my fans group before, and she was more popular than me. I clenched my fists, registered another account and entered Yoyo's micro-blog.

She just transmitted a news.

"The most beautiful girl, which part of her is beautiful? Her fake face or her heart..."

It said that I used Ken's infatuation to keep the arrogant man by my side and help me become famous. During this period, I tried to hook up with investors and big directors several times, but Ken chose to believe me and support me, completely support me without a stand.

But now I had a better springboard. I not only abandoned my former lover and benefactor, but also speak shamelessly and have a clear conscience. There was a photo of me raising my head with disdaining expression. At the end of the news, it asked was all this moral decay, or was it the injustice of values?

The comments below had more than a thousand. Many people talked @ me, Yoyo, Ken and Yoyo was still defending me at the bottom.

"Please don't blame Annie any more. After all, she once made us moved and happy. She found her own happiness, and Mr. Ken is willing to give his blessings. As long as she still feels the old love and doesn't hurt Sky Entertainment Group, we can forgive all the personal grudges. Please forgive Annie with tolerance."

I almost had an internal injury. My palms hurt so much that I even pinched them. How could there be such a shameless person in the world? Yoyo... Did you think I was not dead enough?

When I was about to make the statement, my email rang. It was from YY Music.

They said that they delayed the work of the recording studio because of my scandal, so they reserved the right to sue me. They hoped that I could give up singing the song and they would give me some compensation.

When the wall fell, everyone pushed... These words flashed through my mind silently. If it was in the past, my bun nature might have made me yielded. But now, I couldn't. If I lost this opportunity to play, I might never have the qualifications to stand on the stage again.

But...

I pushed the door of Sammy's room open. He closed his laptop in a hurry and asked me why I didn't knock on the door.

"I... I forgot. How about I go out and knock again now? " I shrank my neck weakly, and the momentum just disappeared.

He glanced at me helplessly, gave me a can of acid milk and pulled me to sit on the sofa.

I took a look at the sour milk silently. It's my favorite pineapple flavor, but I couldn't connect it with Sammy. It's true that one shouldn't be judged by his appearance. He actually hid and drank it in his room. I looked at the room carefully and found that there were not many places for him to hide food.

The big bed with cold and hard lines, a desk, a black and white wardrobe, and the small sofa we are sitting now. The room was practical and simple, without any extra luxurious decoration.

"Are you here to visit?" He got close to me angrily, with his arm on my side and leaning on the armrest. His breath was almost sprayed to my ears.

"Or are you going to throw yourself at me?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" I pushed him away shyly and angrily, shaking off the goose bumps all over my body. I regretted being too impulsive. Maybe he would think badly of me.

"I'm here to ask you if you care about ZF."

"What do you think?" He asked back, crossing his arms.

Well, I knew it was a silly question.

"Do you care about honesty?" I tried to dig a hole for him, but he refused to jump in. He said it depended on the target.

With a darkened face, I asked him, "Are you going to terminate the contract now?"

He kept looking at me, and my face was as hot as a fever. Then he burst into laughter.

"What are you laughing at? Just tell me if you want to terminate the contract. You don't need to ask anyone else to tell me. What? Are you afraid of paying the termination fee?"

I also knew that the letter was definitely not sent by him, but I was too embarrassed by his laughter, so I said something without thinking. Sure enough, he grabbed my wrist and asked what letter it was. I licked my lips and said nothing.

I didn't have any position to complain, but he sneered and asked me if it was Rebecca.

"Don't go to find her. Otherwise, how can I still be in the circle? She is right. I just want to know that whether you are worried about my negative news and indemnity?"

I tried my best to recommend myself. I was the crisis, but I was also a turning point. In the entertainment circle, I was not afraid of scandals, but afraid of being unknown.

"Are you so unconfident?"

"What?" I was not smart enough.

"You don't have to belittle yourself like this. I won't go back on my word." Sammy said. He pinched my chin coldly and forced me to look into his eyes.

"It's okay that you don't want me to get involved, but you have to remember that unless I tell you in person... You don't need to take others' words seriously. "

My heart was warmed and I almost cried.

"You are my kitchen maid. They have to depend on your master to beat a dog. They are courting death."

"Sammy..." You were the dog.