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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nThe reporters below the stage were stunned for three seconds before they started snapping away with their equipment. They were afraid that they would miss out on any detail on the video. The entire scene had gone completely crazy! There was no way to put things back into order!

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nLin Shuangshuang didn’t even dare to stand on the stage. She immediately turned around and ran off the stage in a nervous breakdown. However, there were still some reporters chasing her relentlessly.

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n“Miss Lin, can you explain your relationship with Mr Yan?”

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n“Miss Lin, you revealed in the interview that Madam Jiang’s first love and beloved person was Mr Yan. In that case, did you ever consider Madam Jiang’s feelings when you slept with Mr Yan?”

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n“Is your sisterhood with Madam Jiang just a show for others to see?”

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nLin Shuangshuang did not dare to stop running. She shouted at the security guards like a madwoman, “Help me stop them! Stop them!”

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nThen, she ran backstage without daring to look back. She looked pathetic and panicked.

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nYan Zhixing was in the same situation here. He was interrogated by the reporters whether he had been putting on the show of a deeply affectionate character or not. He had clearly emphasized his feelings for Song Wei repeatedly, but in the end, he slept with her best friend. Had he been acting with a mask on all along?

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nYan Zhixing remained silent.

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nHe was still a little smarter than Lin Shuangshuang. He knew that the guiltier and more evasive he acted at this moment, it would only make his situation and reputation worse.

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nAs long as he stood there and acted like he was willingly lying down and letting others scold him—with a sorrowful expression, it would make people wonder if there was some hidden reason behind the matter instead.

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nHe really knew how to play with other people’s minds.

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nThe reporters below the stage started to turn their target to Song Wei. “Madam Jiang, don’t you think that it’s too much to release a video of someone else’s private matters in public? Even if it’s to expose their true colors, this is a violation of other people’s privacy. Aren’t you worried about breaking the law?”

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nSong Wei calmly looked at them and said, “Huh? Why did you say that I was the one who released the video? I only prepared photos to clear my relationship with Yan Zhixing today. That’s all. I don’t know what this video is about.”

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nOf course, she would arrange everything in this aspect flawlessly. Even if everyone could guess that she was the one who arranged it, no one could produce any evidence.

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n“But everyone can guess that this is your work. For personal grudges, you—”

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nAt this moment, an ice-cold and unyielding male voice interrupted the reporter. “If you don’t have any evidence but continue slandering my wife, wait for my lawyer’s letter.”

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n“…” The reporter—who was pursuing the matter—felt as if she was being strangled. She opened her mouth, but no words came out.

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nJiang Mingxu turned around and looked at Song Wei with his eyebrows slightly furrowed. Although there was still faint anger in his dark eyes, it was not as scary as before.

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n“Are you done watching the show?”

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nSong Wei was stunned for two seconds before she regained her senses and nodded. “That’s enough.”

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nHe grabbed her hand. “We’re going home.”

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n“Okay.” Song Wei followed behind him. His tall figure blocked off most of the camera lenses. Walking behind him, she was like a little chick being protected.

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nEverything that happened today was within Song Wei’s expectations. She had thought of how Yan Zhixing and Lin Shuangshuang would struggle and act pretentiously in front of her.

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nSo she laid it out step by step. She thought of every answer and every tipping point.

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nShe had also gotten Uncle Dong to buy over the person who played the video so that he would keep his mouth shut even in prison.

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nThe only variable was Jiang Mingxu.

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nWhy did he especially rush over? Was he afraid that she would cause trouble for him?

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