Chapter 320

"Can't I just find her unpleasant?" Nie Jingjing glared at Xu Tian, picked up her handbag, and walked toward the door without looking back.

Xu Tian looked at Nie Jingjing's retreating figure and shook his head in confusion.

Nie Jingjing was too abnormal today.

"Nie Jingjing, you stop right there!"

Nie Jingjing came out of the restaurant, and hearing Yu Jiaojiao's voice behind her, she continued walking forward without looking back.

"I told you to stop, did you hear me!"

Yu Jiaojiao took two quick steps and grabbed her arm.

"What are you doing?"

Nie Jingjing stopped impatiently and looked at her with icy eyes.

"Did you take the wrong medicine today? It's just a game, isn't it?"

"Can't I be in a bad mood? Don't bother me!" Nie Jingjing knew she shouldn't take her anger out on Yu Jiaojiao, but she didn't know who else to blame.

"No, I didn't drive today, you have to take me home!" Yu Jiaojiao wasn't afraid of her and forcibly linked her arm with Nie Jingjing's.

"Not taking you," Nie Jingjing said irritably. She tried to shake her off twice but failed, so she let Yu Jiaojiao hold on.

"Then I'll go home with you; anyway, since we finished so early, I'd be bored if I went back." Don't let Yu Jiaojiao's appearance as a "good girl" or "little white rabbit" fool you; in her daily life, she was a person who preferred activity over stillness.

"Suit yourself." Nie Jingjing couldn't do anything about her, and the anger in her heart dissipated quite a bit.

Nie Jingjing's personality was just like that; she appeared arrogant and domineering, but in reality, she was soft-hearted. If you were tough with her, she would be even tougher, but if someone showed weakness, she was like a "paper tiger" whose paw pads had been pinched, waving her claws in confusion and not knowing what to do.

"I'm hungry, do you want to eat hot pot?" After getting into the car, Nie Jingjing ordered the driver to take them back to the villa. On the way, she looked at the night scene outside the window and suddenly asked.

"Sure, I'm not full either." Yu Jiaojiao leaned lazily against the seat and took out her phone to open a food delivery app. "But I don't want to go to the restaurant; let's just order delivery, okay?"

"Whatever you want." Nie Jingjing was still troubled. She half-closed her eyes and whispered, "Order me a portion of shrimp paste."

Half an hour later, the driver drove the car to the villa district.

"Oh my... Jingjing, look ahead..." Yu Jiaojiao looked out the window by chance and suddenly realized the severity of the problem.

A large number of reporters had gathered around the villa. Because the main entrance of the villa district had security, they couldn't get in, so they were waiting like rabbits by a stump at the gate.

Besides reporters, there were some fans who clearly looked organized, and even many passersby looking for excitement, making the usually quiet and elegant villa district as noisy as a vegetable market.

The fans stood in a row, holding protest banners and shouting slogans relentlessly.

"Nie Jingjing, the cancer of the entertainment industry, sings off-key with a duck voice, get out of the entertainment industry quickly, stop trying to grab attention and disgust people!"

"Nie Jingjing, apologize!"

"Ugly people make trouble, apologize to our Mo Mo quickly!"

"Mo Mo is beautiful and kind-hearted and won't hold it against you, but our Mo Family Army cannot allow you to bully others with your power!"

The fans were passionately denouncing Nie Jingjing when they suddenly saw a car driving over from not far away.

"That's Nie Jingjing's car!"

A fan who often followed celebrity schedules recognized it and shouted loudly.

"Nie Jingjing, apologize to me right now!"

"Nie Jingjing, get out of the car!"

The excited fans rushed toward Nie Jingjing's car one after another; the driver, worried about hitting someone, had to slow down.

This gave the fans a chance to surround the entire car, and they kept banging on the windows and doors, clamoring for her to come out and apologize.

"A bunch of rabble!" Nie Jingjing cursed.

She was already unhappy tonight, and now, seeing these troublemaking fans and reporters, she was even less likely to have a pleasant expression.

Yu Jiaojiao looked out the window with a serious expression: "How did these reporters and fans know your address?"

"This villa isn't registered under your name; even in the industry, only a few sisters know about it."

"Heh, of course someone deliberately leaked the news to the paparazzi," Nie Jingjing sneered disdainfully. "They think they can deal with me with such petty tricks?"

"The fans are at their angriest right now; you must not be impulsive," Yu Jiaojiao said worriedly.

Given Nie Jingjing's personality, if she went down and argued with the fans, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"I'm not that stupid," Nie Jingjing scoffed. "Are they even worthy of a confrontation with me?"

Zhang Qingqing's Weibo post was like a bombshell that ignited the entertainment industry; many media outlets and gossiping netizens were paying attention to the developments of this dispute and were cursing Nie Jingjing, painting her as a heinous, wicked woman.

Now even the official media had started to get involved, fiercely accusing Nie Jingjing of being an immoral artist who should apologize publicly.

In this way, the nature of the matter was no longer just a conflict between artists but had escalated into a social event.

Especially in recent years, the authorities had been cracking down on immoral artists; those who had committed offenses couldn't even have their names appear in works they had participated in and were completely banned by the Huaxia entertainment industry.

Although Nie Jingjing's matter hadn't touched the legal bottom line and wasn't as serious as a total ban, because official media had named her, public relations would be quite troublesome.

Even if she had connections and resources, the big shots behind the scenes who supported her also had to consider the authorities' stance.

If the matter really blew up, they would have to abandon this cash cow; after all, there were so many female artists in the entertainment industry, and Nie Jingjing wasn't irreplaceable.

Yu Jiaojiao looked worriedly at the fans going crazy outside and the media desperately taking photos, hoping to capture Nie Jingjing's ugly state, and advised helplessly:

"Jingjing, this time Zhang Qingqing and the others are deliberately trying to set you up; the heat definitely won't pass that quickly, and you did splash a whole cup of juice on Song Jiamo in public, which was indeed a bit too much..."

"Even if you find her unpleasant, we could deal with her privately; there was no need to bring it out into the open."

"If it really comes to it, just swallow your pride and apologize to her; you won't lose anything."

"Damn it!" Nie Jingjing suddenly hammered the back of the seat hard.

"Jingjing, I'm doing this for your own good. Giant Star won't let go of this opportunity to step on you; they will definitely hire internet trolls and PR teams to promote this extensively. Artists are already starting to pick sides; if this continues, we'll be the ones suffering..."

"Nie Jingjing, I'm talking to you, give me some kind of reaction!" Seeing Nie Jingjing staring out the window without a word, Yu Jiaojiao couldn't help but raise her voice.

"Are you done yet? The delivery should be here soon, and I still want to go home and eat hot pot!" Nie Jingjing made a disdainful gesture at the fans outside the window. "Song Jiamo's fans are just like her, annoying as flies."

Yu Jiaojiao:...

"My dear ancestor, what time is it, and you're still thinking about hot pot!"

"Otherwise what?" Nie Jingjing asked righteously. "Should I care about what these people think?"

Having said that, she simply opened the car door and got out.

Seeing her get out, the reporters immediately crowded around frantically, wishing they could shove their microphones into her face.

"Nie Jingjing, is the video of you splashing juice circulating online real?"

"Why did you bully Song Jiamo?"

"Is it because you have capital backing you that you're so brazen?"

Nie Jingjing squinted at the reporters and sneered:

"I just find her unpleasant."