Looking at these comnts, Xiyan actually felt her eyes start to sting.
During the five years she disappeared, she thought everyone had forgotten her.
But unexpectedly, people still rembered her...
Soone even cried because of her return...
Unfortunately, the internet is never short of trolls.
A few comnts were also pushed to the top.
[Didn’t Sumr have a disfiguring accident? Did she get plastic surgery and is planning to make money in the entertainnt industry again?]
[Am I the only one who feels Sumr looks really cunning? Her acting isn’t that great either. Are you guys really not hired by Sumr?]
[I agree, I watched the movie and felt nothing, nothing special. This washed-up artist’s tactic of hiring ghostwriters is too obvious. Using this thod to boost herself for a coback in the entertainnt industry? I can’t stand this.]
Speechless.
Scrolling to these hot comnts, Xiyan’s smile twitched, and her good mood was slightly affected.
She turned off her phone.
The worst part about being a celebrity is that no matter what you do, soone will criticize you.
It’s truly exhausting to explain.
At this mont, a classmate ran in, "Classmate Xia, soone is waiting for you downstairs at the school building."
Huh?
Xiyan skeptically pushed the chair away and walked out.
Just reaching downstairs, she saw a tall, lanky guy holding a huge bouquet of roses, standing in front of a big tree.
The tree was all tied with helium balloons with all sorts of love ssages written on them.
In front of him, a heart shape was made with petals, with Xiyan’s photo placed right in the center...
Oh my!
Xiyan took a step back, coolly touching her neck.
Why does this scene look so creepy?
This is way too over-the-top! ORZ.
Upon seeing Xiyan co out, the boy excitedly stepped forward, "Hello Sumr, I really liked the movie you shot. This bouquet is for you."
Xiyan awkwardly stood there, "Thank you, but there’s no need for the flowers."
Knowing that Demon King Ou Jue would know she accepted flowers from another guy, he’d kill her in no ti.
"No, no, no, please, you must accept it." The boy forcibly shoved the flowers into Xiyan’s arms, "My na is Gao Ming, can I pursue you?"
Uh, did these romantic encounters really co just like that?
Looking at this boy in front of her, who isn’t wearing the school uniform, he doesn’t seem to be from this school.
Xiyan shook her head, "Sorry, I have a boyfriend..."
"What’s the difference if you have a boyfriend? You’re not married, I really like you, can you please consider ?"
"I’m sorry, I really have a boyfriend." Saying this, she attempted to return the flowers to him.
The boy suddenly kneeled on one knee, looking up at Xiyan, "If you don’t say yes today, I won’t get up!"
Many students gathered around to watch the scene.
From a distance, a silhouette took out a phone and snapped a photo of this scene.
From the angle of the photo, Xiyan looked like she was holding the bouquet of roses, while the boy opposite her looked affectionately on one knee...
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Los Angeles.
Ou Jue, in a black suit, sat at the pinnacle of the conference table exuding an imposing aura.
His tie was impeccably tied, his legs crossed as he leaned on the swivel chair, propping his face with one hand, his chiselled handso face revealing no emotions, perfectly embodying a kind of noble, ascetic charisma.
He appeared focused yet indifferent as he listened to the company executives’ reports below.
Suddenly, his phone rang.
It was an MMS photo.
Ou Jue glanced at it expressionlessly.
The next second, the executives felt the temperature in the eting room drop instantly!
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