"Beicheng, why has it co to this? Tell why?"
Yu Wanqing charged into the Feng Residence’s hall, the corners of her eyes red, madly trying to rush towards Gu Beicheng, who was drinking tea on the sofa.
"Tell why? Why did you treat like this!"
"Tell this isn’t sothing you did, you couldn’t possibly do this to ! Beicheng, please tell ?"
"It was ." Gu Beicheng casually lit a cigarette and took a languid drag.
He turned on his phone and scrolled through Weibo, indeed having used so tricks to get the post trending at the top of the hot list.
But now, the fervor around it was truly rising on its own.
"Why would you do this?" Yu Wanqing was stopped by Chi He from going further.
She glared at Chi He and shouted angrily: "Get lost!"
In truth, Chi He really didn’t want to see Yu Wanqing and the Seventh Young Master argue, after all, this involved both families.
But, if it was a question of letting the Seventh Young Master be wronged, then sorry, even if you were the emperor himself, it wouldn’t be allowed!
Gu Beicheng flicked the ash from his cigarette and waved his hand.
Only then did Chi He give Yu Wanqing a faint look and stepped back to the side.
"Beicheng, why?" Yu Wanqing approached him, her eyes already red.
Today when he left, he took away the jewelry store’s surveillance footage, at that ti, she didn’t know what he wanted to do.
Afterwards, seeing the headline on Weibo, she understood, yet she still couldn’t believe it.
She couldn’t believe that Gu Beicheng would treat her like that, he was even willing to bend over backwards for her, how could he possibly be so heartless towards her?
If he would just say it wasn’t him, she would believe it, she was more willing to believe that it was Gu Lingqian stirring up trouble.
But why did he admit it? Why?
"Beicheng, do you know what those people are calling online? They’re calling a... a..." She couldn’t bring herself to say the word ’whore’.
Whenever she said it, she couldn’t help but cry.
"Go and see, see how they’re humiliating , everyone... everyone wants to do that sort of thing with , wuu..."
Her grace, her elegance, was now completely non-existent; she was just a fragile girl, needing his comfort.
But, Chi He suddenly interrupted with a few sentences: "No, Lady Qing, please don’t misunderstand."
"I’ve also read many of those comnts, towards the end, there are no n who would want to do that sort of thing with you, they are all avoiding you as if fearing sothing terrible."
Chi He swore, he was telling the truth, without a hint of falsehood.
"Lady Qing, you don’t have to worry about n harassing you when you go out in the future, I assure you, they definitely wouldn’t want to harass you."
"Chi He!" Yu Wanqing grabbed a cup from the table and threw it forcefully at him.
Chi He remained calm, catching it with ease.
His hand was quick, and aside from a little tea spilling out, the cup was unscathed.
After placing the cup down, he looked at Yu Wanqing with an innocent face: "Lady Qing, what I said is true, don’t you believe it?"
"If you don’t believe , I’ll read it out to you."
Chi He took out his phone and could easily scroll to the latest ssages on Weibo.
"Lady Qing, I’m going to read now, you listen up!"
"Yu Wanqing that whore, who knows how many n she sleeps with in one night, her thing is probably all worn out, who would want to do that with her?"
After reading the comnt, Chi He added: "By ’that’, the original text was too vulgar for to read out, but the aning is the sa. You should understand it, Lady Qing, shouldn’t you?"
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