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Chapter 701

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"Liang Doukou, you can change your name. Liang Jinlian, this is for you. You're welcome!"



Some of the comments on the Internet were so harsh that Qin Zhi 'ai only skimmed through the comments to find out what had happened to Liang Doukou.

It was a well-known domestic entertainment media that first broke the news about Liang Doukou's affair. Different from the usual celebrity scandals on Weibo, the news about Liang Doukou was real, with photos and evidence.

In the first photo, Liang Doukou and Zhou Jing walked into the Four Seasons Hotel together. In the second photo, they stood at the door of a hotel room. The door was ajar, and a middle-aged man in a bathrobe stood by the door. In the third photo, Zhou Jing came out of the room twenty minutes later. In the fourth photo, two hours and ten minutes later, Liang Doukou opened the door, and Zhou Jing stood outside. Through the half-closed door, Liang Doukou's clothes and hair were a little messy, her lipstick was a little smudged, and there was a light kiss mark on her fair neck.

The photos were taken in such an intimate manner. Her manager had been out for two hours, yet she wasn't in the room. When she opened the door, she looked so disheveled. Wasn't it obvious to the world that she and the man in the bathrobe had done something shameful in there?

If it hadn't been for the news that she was married, people would have thought that the national goddess, Liang Doukou, was taken. But now, this was a tricky problem for Liang Doukou.

Thinking of this, Qin Zhi 'ai couldn't help but smile.

The gratitude she had for Liang Doukou at the beginning had long been completely wiped out by her time and time again.

Even though she knew that Liang Doukou hadn't cheated at all, she didn't feel the slightest bit of sympathy or pity for her when she saw her being chased around like a street rat. Instead, she felt relieved.



While Qin Zhi 'ai was in a good mood in Hangzhou, Liang Doukou's mood in Beijing was as gloomy as her mood.

Last night, it was already eleven o 'clock when she got home from the Four Seasons Hotel. With a stomach full of disgust, Liang Doukou took a shower to get rid of the smell that Mr. Yang had left on her. Just when she felt a little better, her cell phone rang.

She glanced at the caller ID. It was Zhou Jing.

If she hadn't gone out to answer the phone for so long tonight, Mr. Yang wouldn't have touched her. As soon as Liang Doukou saw the name "Zhou Jing," her eyes immediately sank. She didn't want to answer the phone, but Zhou Jing kept calling her. In the end, Liang Doukou picked up the phone angrily. Just as she was about to get angry at Zhou Jing, Zhou Jing said anxiously, "Xiaokou, go on Weibo!"

After knowing Zhou Jing for so many years, this was the first time Liang Doukou had spoken to her in such a tone. Stunned, she swallowed the angry words that were on the tip of her tongue. Then she turned on her computer and clicked on Weibo.

With just a quick glance, she smashed the mouse in her hand. "What the hell is going on? Didn't you promise that there would be no reporters following us? Now, not only did I not get the role of the female lead, I even lost my reputation! "

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