Su Xi's mobile phone is turned off and contact the outside world using another mobile phone.

She devoted herself to creating and didn't care how much the things on the Internet were fermenting, and she rarely even looked at her mobile phone.

Only when Sheng Yangyang called her, he would tell her what Tang Han said, but Ling Jiuze never spoke up until now.

Su Xi was calm and often sat in the study all day long. She occasionally cooked a meal on her own. Although her cooking skills still had not improved much and the taste was always wrong, she would still eat everything she made.

Not wasting food is her life creed!

Qin Jun, Hua Ying, and Si Yan, would video with her every day. Seeing that everything was fine and taking care of herself properly, she would feel at ease.

When Tang Han’s fans scolded her the most, Qin Jun wanted to reveal that Su Xi was King’s identity. After all, King also has many fans, so he could say a few words to her.

Su Xi refused. She would not use her supportive fans to protect herself and let them be involved in this online violence for no reason.

The popularity will decrease, and the abuse will end. If she is clear, she will be clear and will not be disturbed.

But from this incident, she suddenly realized that her personal power was actually very small.

Modern technology is already so developed, and netizens’ cultural level is not as good as those of the past, but rumors can still kill a person.

If a person with a mentally weak heart is raped like this, he may have to commit suicide to show his ambitions.

At noon, Su Xi cooked a pot of noodles. After too much water, she also put too much noodles, and finally cooked half a pot.

There is more noodles and less salt, and the poached egg is a little mushy. In the end, I don’t know whether it’s the noodles or the poached egg’s mushy smell when I eat it.

Su Xi felt that she really didn't have any talent in cooking, and she couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

After eating half a bowl of noodles, the doorbell suddenly rang.

She thought it was Sheng Yangyang who asked someone to deliver something to her, so she got up and went to open the door.

The door opened, and Ling Jiuze stood outside.

The man was wearing a simple-style but well-textured white shirt, with a slender and well-proportioned figure, and his handsome face was still a faint smile of indifference and nobleness. He looked at her lightly, curled his lips and smiled, "I'm doing well!"

Su Xi raised her hand and wanted to close the door.

Ling Jiuze raised his hand to stop him and smiled faintly, "There may be a reporter outside stalking me. If I stay outside for one more second, you will have an extra danger of exposure here."

Su Xi's tone was distant, "Is there anything wrong with Mr. Ling?"

"Of course!" Ling Jiuze nodded.

Su Xi opened the door and let him in.

The two sat down in the restaurant, Su Xi continued to eat noodles, and said in a low voice, "What do you mean!"

Ling Jiuze frowned slightly at the face in her bowl, but said, "I haven't eaten yet, don't you let me have a moment?"

Su Xi didn't raise her head, "Sorry, I've only done my own."

Ling Jiuze showed a hint of helplessness and got up and went to the kitchen.

There was still half a pot of noodles in the kitchen. Ling Jiuze didn't dislike the paste, so he took a bowl to serve noodles himself.

Back at the restaurant, sitting opposite Su Xi, Ling Jiuze started eating noodles.

After taking a bite, Ling Jiuze stopped and looked up at Su Xi in surprise, "How did you make the things worse and worse?"

Su Xi was not angry when she saw him. At this moment, she was so angry that she was so angry that she looked up and said in a stern voice, "It was not for you, you can ignore it."

Ling Jiuze frowned and looked at her, suddenly stood up, picked up his own bowl and Su Xi's bowl and walked into the kitchen.


Chapter completed!