My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy
Chapter 695 Lying

"Okay."

Looking at the rain outside, Jocelyn couldn't help but think again of Paige's words just now.

She felt that she needed to talk to Ryan, properly.

Just at this time, in her phone, another one popped up, just forwarded by X Entertainment, Director Bailey's post, "@Director Bailey, thanks to the director for helping to dispel the rumors." Jocelyn clicked straight in.

The first thing she saw was a post that director Bailey had just released, "Don't start rumors, the crew this person is talking about is my crew, that day, Ryan didn't leave for no reason. It was a problem with the crew's filming site, there was no way to shoot, so I let him go back first. Another rumors, lawyer's letter is served."

Although director Bailey's post was published in a short time, the following forwarding and comments have already exceeded 300,000.

[I knew it, Ryan is not that irreverent.]

[Ryan is so good, why should he be smeared?]

[Ryan, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have smeared you, please ask the person who created the rumor, do you have a problem?]

[The entertainment world is filled with real and fake, I'd rather be neutral.]

[All fans, thank director Bailey, we will definitely support your new drama when it is released.]

[Ryan is so miserable.]

The public opinion instantly flipped.

Jocelyn hooked her lips in relief and dialed Ryan's phone number.

On the other side of the phone, Ryan was sitting in the studio of HC magazine downtown, styling his hair while watching everything in the Weibo. His eyes had no a single ripple.

He was wearing a white casual shirt.

The first three buttons on the collar of the shirt were naturally open, revealing the white t-shirt inside.

Underneath, he wore a pair of light blue jeans and a pair of white shoes.

Lush black hair combed into three-sevenths, bangs slightly curled, looking clean and gentle.

A beam of light from above his head scattered down, reflecting his skin.

His face was clearly unpainted, but his features were still exquisite.

The studio was huge, and all the people who came and went inside were staff from all walks of life.

All the people here, male and female, would unconsciously look at him twice.

The beautiful stylist on the side was intoxicated.

While fixing his hair, she was overjoyed.

Such a man, clean and handsome, attracted countless women.

When he saw Jocelyn's call coming, Ryan's expressionless face suddenly became vivid, the corners of his mouth curled up into a warm smile.

He subconsciously looked up at the stylist and stood up, saying politely, "Wait a minute, I'll take a call first."

With those words, he walked out of the studio, leaned against the cold wall, looked out the window, and answered the phone.

Outside the window, the rain was much lighter.

On the glass stained with water droplets, the whole world was still a blur.

"Ryan, that day you dropped the whole crew and ran back, is it because of me?" Jocelyn carefully asked.

Ryan thought that Jocelyn would come to ask himself.

But yet, he did not expect her to ask so directly.

Ryan slightly raised his eyebrow and said without thinking, "No."

At these words, Jocelyn's heart fell down from her throat, "Really no?"

Ryan, "I already don't like you. You don't need to have pressure."

He has long been organized these words.

Like Jocelyn is a matter for him alone.

"

He did not want this liking of his to cause any psychological burden to Jocelyn.

"Really? Then what were you doing that day, running back in such a hurry?" Jocelyn asked.

"It's because I suddenly remembered something very important. Don't get me wrong. It's really not because of you. I went to see you, in fact, it's also because I have come back." Ryan smiled bitterly.

At these words, Jocelyn suddenly let out a long breath.

Ryan replied so dryly, which does not seem to be lying at all.

Perhaps, everything was really just a coincidence.

"Well, that's good." Jocelyn added.

"Really don't think nonsense about it, okay?" Ryan said again.

"Okay." Jocelyn said again.

Ryan didn't say what that very important thing was.

She didn't intend to ask more.

"Jocelyn, I have someone I like, just be at peace and stay with my brother. It won't happen again." Ryan said again.

He knew that if he didn't say so, Jocelyn might still be thinking wildly.

Hearing this, Jocelyn was immediately surprised, "Really? What kind of girl is it?"

Ryan, "Currently in pursuit. When I am with her, you will know."

Now Jocelyn understood at once.

She thought he suddenly ran back because of that girl.

"That day, it was for her that I came back. However, such a thing will not happen a second time. That day, she was feverish and I was anxious." "Okay." Jocelyn responded dryly.

"Don't worry, I won't affect my career, I won't let things come to light to affect the company."

"Well, I trust you." Jocelyn smiled gratefully.

Originally, she was still a bit skeptical about Ryan's words.

Now that she heard that he had someone he liked, she was completely convinced.

"Well, how is your injury?" Ryan asked in a soft voice.

Upon hearing this, Jocelyn then turned around and walked to the front of her desk and looked at herself inside the mirror.

In the mirror, her face was put on with light make-up, and all the bruises on her body had disappeared and she looked refreshed.

"Well, it's all healed. The medicine Grandpa gave me works especially well." Jocelyn added.

"Don't tell Mom and Dad and anyone else about me. When I am with that girl, I'll tell them."

His lie would have been simple if no one else knew about it.

At that time, when some time had passed, he would just tell Jocelyn that he had failed to be with that girl.

But if other people knew about it, especially his mother, that matter would be tough.