But amid the sea of comments, people began pushing back, saying that Giang Entertainment hadn't issued a single statement to clarify things. Was CEO Giang really going to leave his single girlfriend to fend for herself like this? Giang Chỉ would be home in another half hour. Huống Vi started sharing first-aid tips for fainting from overwhelming emotions, even pointing out a few safe spots on the body before announcing, “The CEO doctor is standing by.” “Oh my God, she's really out for blood.” I yawned and shooed her away, then started washing my face. After I finished showering, I was about to check out the new online novel about the three of us when Giang Chỉ came home. “Honey.” Giang Chỉ scooped me up and firmly set me on his lap, wrapping me tightly in his arms as he cautiously called out to me. He rubbed his head full of soft hair against my neck, conveniently blocking my view of the novel. I had no choice but to turn off my phone. He explained that there was absolutely nothing going on between him and Lục Vãn Lăng—nothing could possibly be cleaner. Everything online had been made up by her. Her manager had been unable to reach her, so she'd been allowed to say whatever she wanted all this time. The photos and all the so-called evidence were nothing but baseless fabrications. I shouldn't believe them. He really had been away on business for half a month, and every time he appeared with her, it was to deal with an incident. That night on the film set had only been because of the owner, Gia Thành. As for the hospital, she'd followed him there without permission. It was true that he'd once wanted to use her to make me jealous. But after trying it twice, he was afraid I'd hate him even more, so he hadn't dared do it again. I only hummed in response. Giang Chỉ looked at me in disappointment and asked, “And that's it? No other reaction?” I had just parted my lips to speak when he kissed me, cutting me off. He sucked gently at my lips, then whispered, “If you're about to say something that will hurt me, don't.” I pulled back and looked into his anxious eyes. My heart melted as I asked Giang Chỉ, “When did you start liking me? You used bullying me as an excuse to ruin how many good matches for me, and you still won't come clean?” Giang Chỉ gave me an indifferent glance and said, “Probably last year.” I asked if he was serious, because his diary said it was when he was eighteen. He panicked. “When did you read my diary?” Seeing Giang Chỉ looking like someone had completely ruffled his feathers, I couldn't resist reaching up to touch his soft earlobe. His face and ears gradually turned red, though he still put on an arrogant front, too embarrassed to do anything but get angry. I leaned close to his ear and recited the exact words from his diary: “Oh, she is the moonlight on the horizon, shining into my heart.” Giang Chỉ was both horrified and devastated. I announced that the wedding was only two months away. “If you handle Lục Vãn Lăng properly, that'll be your wedding gift. If you can't, then I'll see you at the civil registry.” Giang Chỉ immediately sobered up. His face lit up as he said, “The reason I haven't said anything is so you can handle it however you want. Since you've put it that way, Honey, just look at how sincere I am.” As he spoke, neither his mouth nor his hands remained honest. “I haven't seen you in half a month. I've missed you to death. Give me a kiss.” I sprang out of his arms. “The matter isn't even settled yet, and you're already asking for a reward?” Giang Chỉ grew as impatient as a monkey. He pulled me back and begged, “Just one little kiss.” The online frenzy still hadn't died down. A few days later, netizens began wondering why Giang Chỉ hadn't officially announced that he was with Lục Vãn Lăng. Lục Vãn Lăng seemed to be performing a monologue all by herself. The next time I saw her was on the day of the Golden Statue Awards, when I went to the company to pick up Giang Chỉ. Lục Vãn Lăng had been stopped at the reception desk and wasn't allowed inside. When she saw me walk in, she no longer looked as arrogant as before. Anxiously, she tugged at my sleeve and pleaded, “Sis, could you let me see Mr. Giang for a moment? I was very disappointed in her.” She had such a good hand and still managed to play it into a total disaster. When she saw that I didn't react, she began sobbing.