Mr. Bo, my wife is going on a date with someone again.

Chapter 865: Filial Piety

Yan Ji didn't want to talk to the idiot. He frowned and pulled back his hand that was held by Gu Chenye. He said "sorry" to Kevin and strode out of the restaurant.

She didn't know what happened between the two of them later, but Kevin resigned the next day without saying goodbye to Yan Ji when he left. She overheard it when her colleagues were talking about it.

That day, she received a call from Sheng Rugu. The woman on the other end of the phone turned into a screaming groundhog: "Ji, Ji, Ah Ji, you're on the news. You've become famous."

"Famous for what?"

"You know the national goddess who's popular recently, the one who just won the Best Actress award? She wore the dress you designed to receive the award, and she also endorsed our studio in public. You became famous before the ceremony was over. Now the internet is full of praise for you, saying that the most beautiful woman in the novel has finally been realized, and @directors are looking for you to act in movies."

"Ah."

Yan Ji didn't care much about these false reputations, and he remained very calm when he heard this.

"Your relationship with Gu Chenye has also been dug up. That bastard now brags to everyone that you are his wife. It makes me want to punch him twice. This is the first time I've seen such a shameless boss taking advantage of his ex-wife's popularity. What's the matter? Does he want to enter the entertainment industry after becoming famous?

And your foster mother comes to the store all day to inquire about your whereabouts and ask when you will be back. She cares about you so much, what was she doing before? "

Listening to Sheng Rugu speaking indignantly on his behalf, Yan Ji just lowered his head and smiled, without saying anything.

I originally thought this was just a small episode. After all, she is not in the country now, so even if there is any splash, it will not affect her. But as the popularity grew, many media expressed their desire to interview her.

There was no reason for Yan Ji to refuse the opportunity that came right to him. If he wanted to gain a foothold in this industry, fame and talent were both essential.

She chose two of the most authoritative ones to be interviewed, and from then on, she had a name in the design industry. During this period, Gu Chenye would appear in front of her from time to time, sometimes once a month, sometimes twice a month, and sometimes even seven or eight times a month. He would still give her gifts and ask her out for dinner. He would not get angry if she was rejected, and would not pester her shamelessly.

At first Yan Ji was very annoyed, but later he just pretended not to see it.

I originally thought that there would be no changes in this kind of life in the short term, but soon, this peace was broken by a domestic missing person help program.

In the video, a middle-aged woman cried to the host: "She is famous now, and she despises our identity and embarrasses her. We don't blame her, it's us who are useless, we can't make money, we can't help her, and we can't give her a decent family background, but her father is sick now, and the doctor said that if she doesn't have surgery..."

She wiped her tears as she spoke. Her wrinkled face, gray hair, red eyes, simple yet somewhat shabby clothes, and her chapped and rough hands all aroused the audience's sympathy.

The next second, the camera turned, and a skinny man was lying on the shabby but clean bed. His mouth was crooked and his eyes were slanted. He stretched out his hand towards the camera and moaned, with tears flashing in his cloudy eyes.

Host: "Auntie, what's your daughter's name? Do you have her contact information?"

"My daughter's name is Yan Ji. She has been gone for many years. Now I don't know how to find her."

One word caused a thousand waves, and the screen was soon filled with barrages of comments.

"Yan Ji? Is she the dress designer who has become very popular recently? Oh my god, I never thought she would be this kind of person. She doesn't support her parents and doesn't even pay for their medical expenses."

"Impossible. My goddess is beautiful and kind-hearted. It must be just a coincidence. The name has not been patented."

"How can there be such a coincidence in the world, with the same name and surname? Some lickers, take a closer look, this is your goddess, don't just look at the face, character is also very important."

"To be honest, this may not be a good thing for parents. If you really love your child, don't you want your child to have a smooth life without illness or disaster? Who would name a child 'Ji'? It sounds unlucky. Do you want her to have thorns all her life?"

"It's just a name. In our era, who would care about such things? We just picked it randomly. Only you guys, who are so imaginative, don't even know how to find a better excuse to whitewash it."

For a while, the Internet was divided into two groups, arguing fiercely.

In front of the screen, Yan Ji's gaze passed through the dense barrage of comments and fell straight on the man's haggard face.

"Today, people are really trying to take advantage of any popularity in order to gain traffic. I'll see if they can find someone with the same name as you to cover up. If they can't, I'll sue them."

"it's me."

"What is you?" Yan Ji's voice was so soft that Sheng Rugu thought he was hallucinating. His head buzzed and he stammered for a long time, "Is... it you? The person they were talking about is you? Then they... Damn it, these two bastards with such bad consciences are so good at making up stories. When I find them, I will break their dog legs and throw them under the bridge to beg for food."

"Don't go. People like them will cling to you like a dog-skin plaster as long as you show your face."

"Ah, so you're just going to leave it alone? Just let them throw mud at you with all sorts of accusations?"

"...Don't worry about it."

One of the couple is greedy, the other is paranoid and twisted, neither of them is easy to deal with, and she doesn't want Sheng Rugu to get involved in this mess.

The Yan family was in turmoil at the moment, and there was no peace. After the news of Yan Ji not supporting his parents caused an uproar on the Internet, Zhou Shuyue was afraid that if she dug deeper it would implicate the Yan family, so she invited the two of them to a house she had owned before her marriage to talk in detail.

I don't know anyone in this neighborhood, so even if we have a fight we don't have to worry about it getting out.

Zhou Shuyue suppressed her anger and said, "Mrs. Zeng, when I came to take Xiao Ji away, I gave you money, and you promised not to bother me from now on. What do you mean now?"

"Pah," Zeng's husband looked fierce and full of energy, not looking like he was terminally ill at all. "You guys are just giving away beggars with that little money. I don't care. Zeng Ji is my daughter. I want to recognize her. Her mother and I are both sick and disabled. She has to take care of us in our old age. We raised her with great difficulty. Now that she has made it big, you want to enjoy the good life? No way."

"Raised her? How did you raise her? Were you locked up in a cellar?" Zhou Shuyue became more and more excited as she spoke. She would never forget the scene when she met Yan Ji that year.

The fourteen-year-old child is about the same height as a ten-year-old, so thin that his eyes bulge out, and he has thin arms and legs. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a frog spirit.

"She was born to me, so why do you care how I raise her? I can raise her however I want, she's not dead."