Especially Yin Jiaojiao and He Yihè, the look in their eyes towards me was almost filled with hostility.

When I first debuted, my reputation was still very good. I accepted some good scripts with my beautiful face.

At that time, I acted in a sweet and romantic drama with He Yihè, gaining a large number of CP fans.

Back then, He Yihè was still a rookie, and he benefited a lot from the popularity of CP fans.

Although I didn't deliberately promote CP with him, we did rise in popularity because of that drama.

However, he couldn't control his lower body and it was exposed that he had a real sister-in-law.

As a result, most of the CP fans became my loyal fans.

Later on, I gradually became the target of attacks. Coupled with having a mouth that offends people, I gradually faced criticism and He Yihè even bought a lot of ghostwritten articles to smear me.

Since then, our CP relationship completely ended.

Seeing the two of them, who were no longer friendly, I rolled my eyes in response.

Even if they greeted me, I didn't want to respond.

Zhou Ye was the first to greet me.

"Hello, Miss Fu."

He even came to help me carry my luggage upstairs.

I thanked him, and only then did Yin Jiaojiao and He Yihè restrain their emotions and greet me.

I glanced at the big screen, and the barrage was extremely lively.

【Looking at Yin Jiaojiao and He Yihè's expressions, it seems like this love variety show will turn into a drama of tearing each other apart】

【One used to be a CP, the other is a sworn enemy. I declare that the enemy's enemy is a friend!】

【Fu Yue actually rolled her eyes...】

【It has to be the movie emperor, otherwise Fu Yue would be too embarrassed】

After putting away the luggage, Zhou Ye and I went down together.

The toy poodle that was in my arms had already jumped into Zhou Ye's embrace.

Zhou Ye gently stroked the small dog's head with his large hands, his face full of tenderness. However, in the next second, Jiji struggled to break free from his embrace.

Worried that Jiji might fall, Zhou Ye crouched down. As soon as he touched the ground, Jiji happily ran out.

Jiji ran to the doorway, where a tall and slender man was carrying a suitcase and walking towards the villa.

Jiji approached him, happily jumping and nibbling at his pant legs while barking.

I said, "Who is it?" It turned out to be his former owner. This worthless little brat went crazy and stuck to him like glue.