"I heard that woman actually entered the Xiao Family as their daughter-in-law."
"What? That vixen was able to step into the Xiao Family’s house? Would the richest be okay with that?"
"How could our Young Master Xiao be taken by such a woman? Absolutely unacceptable!"
The online buzz seed to have erupted into a turbulent storm after Gu Nuan returned to the company. Not to ntion how the news of her return to Changda got out, probably so idle gossip-mongers boasting and spreading the info. It’s just that this online uproar spread incredibly fast, like a nuclear explosion affecting the entire internet.
Excited fans ranted on online ssage boards as if they wanted to bring Gu Nuan to justice at any mont. Her husband isn’t even a celebrity, yet he’s more popular than male celebrities.
What are male celebrities anyway, are they richer than Young Master Xiao?
This is the catchphrase among Young Master Xiao’s fans.
Gu Nuan just knew this so-called fandom was definitely not in line with Great White Dog’s initial intentions.
Zhan Dapeng drove his Ferrari through the city streets. While waiting at a traffic light, he noticed through the rearview mirror that a car seed to be following them all the way.
Who was following them?
Zhan Dapeng remained calm and didn’t want to alert Gu Nuan. When the red light turned green, he turned the steering wheel to the right and headed down a different road.
The car trailing them definitely followed.
At another traffic light, as they waited again for the green light, the doors of the trailing car suddenly opened, and a few girls slipped out, holding buckets in their hands.
They walked up to the blue Ferrari and fiercely splashed paint from the buckets onto the car door, hurling insults, "You vile woman! How dare you seduce our Young Master Xiao?"
Just as the paint was splashed, a police car drove up from the opposite intersection.
The girls ran off.
What surprised them even more was that a female police officer in uniform stepped out of the car they had just splattered with paint.
The girls were dumbfounded on the spot. What was going on? Where was everyone?
After completing the great switcheroo, Zhan Dapeng continued driving his car forward.
Gu Nuan sat in the passenger seat, eyes slightly closed, as if unaware of what he had done.
The investigation into these fans should have been prioritized as a key examination by Jia Baomo, responsible for public relations, the first ti they erged online. Sooner or later, these people would act. Acting at this critical juncture was undoubtedly also part of Baomo’s calculation.
Zhan Dapeng noticed her silent deanor, knowing she had more or less guessed it. Therefore, he didn’t explain further. Jia Baomo would relay the initial intelligence acquired through negotiations with the police to him.
Soon enough, a call from Baomo ca through.
"Fourth Brother, they were indeed instigated by soone, seemingly organized and used."
Jia Baomo revealed this information, further confirming it all related to that person. It seems that person intended to divert their attention with a diversionary tactic at this ti.
Perhaps thinking if Gu Nuan got splashed with paint by her husband’s fans, the dia would cover it, leaving Gu Nuan busy and overwheld, neglecting other matters.
On the other hand, it indicated the other party was sowhat anxious. The reason for the urgency was simple, fearing Gu Nuan would catch them off guard.
Just as Zhan Dapeng thought this, Gu Nuan suddenly spoke up beside him, "Any more smokescreens?"
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