The housekeeper was shrinking back from the kitchen door and looking to this side. Chef Liao, who was wearing an apron, stood behind the housekeeper and tried to wink at him. Qiu Xing was sitting at the dining table and shooting cold air at a plate of steamed buns.

"The news on Weibo is fake. I'm not a fan of Mu Zhouyi and I don't like her. The surveillance video was shot when Ji Zehui and I went to the studio and I happened to meet Mu Zhouyi in the parking lot. At that time, Mu Zhouyi suddenly changed her direction and hit me. She apologized to me, I said it was fine and immediately left."

Xie Yang explained while sitting down opposite Qiu Xing. He reached for Qiu Xing's bowl, serving him porridge while asking, "Do you usually look at Weibo in the morning? Don't you read your company's emails?"

Qiu Xing finally looked up at Xie Yang. "I don't look at Weibo."

"If you don't look at Weibo then why is your face like this? Aren't you angry about my matter?"

Qiu Xing's tone was cold as he suppressed his anger. "It was a news notification. Xie Yang, you really don't stop. It is Mu Zhouyi... how is it Mu Zhouyi again!"

It was because Mu Zhouyi was the female lead.

"Don't be angry." Xie Yang placed the bowl of porridge in front of Qiu Xing. "This public opinion burst too smoothly and the rhythm has developed too fast. Obviously, someone is behind this operation and I can't let them go. I will go to the company and open a live broadcast to clarify this matter. If you are interested then you can go to the room and see."

"No time!"

Qiu Xing's face still didn't look good. He got up and left after a few bites of breakfast.

Xie Yang watched Qiu Xing leave. He also took a few bites before leaving.

It was close to 9 o'clock when Xie Yang arrived at Yang Xing. The downstairs area was already full of paparazzi. Hu Biao came down and took Xie Yang upstairs.

People in the PR department were waiting in the meeting room and saw Hu Biao come in with Xie Yang. The head of the PR department immediately showed them a manuscript. "Boss, we think it is better for you to not be acknowledged as Mu Zhouyi's fan. You can say that you really appreciate Senior Mu Zhouyi. Try to be polite but distant."

Xie Yang glanced at the manuscript. "Then shall I open the live broadcast?"

Hu Biao told him, "Don't open it here. Go to the office and do the live broadcast in private. No one will believe it if it is too official."

Xie Yang nodded and went to his office.

At nine o'clock, Xie Yang opened a live broadcast on Weibo and the number of viewers broke a million in a few minutes.

Xie Yang held the phone casually and didn't pay attention to the perspective. "I will first respond to the thing that everyone is most concerned about. I'm not in love with Senior Mu Zhouyi. This surveillance video was from a deliberately chosen angle. It was the first time we met and Senior Ji Zehui was standing next to me. Senior Mu Zhouyi arrived in the parking lot with Senior Yuan Peng. The four of us met at the recording studio linked with Huangtian and I accompanied Senior Ji Zehui to say hello. The incident between me and Senior Mu Zhouyi was that as Senior Mu Zhouyi was leaving, she accidentally hit me and apologized. I said it was fine. Everything I'm saying is true. You are all welcome to dig out the complete version of the surveillance video to restore the truth."

There were a large number of messages on the barrage. Xie Yang glanced at it casually and picked one to reply to. "There is no crush, no sparks, no holding hands. I didn't enter the circle for Mu Zhouyi. I did it to sing and make money."

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