Rich Side Character Goes Viral for Gossiping on a Laid-Back Reality Show Ch. 75

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What?! How could this?!

At the very top, marked "Explosive," the number-one trending topic read:

#Yan Zhirou secretly rendezvoused with Ming Jingrong in the presidential suite#

Simultaneously, several related tags stabbed at her:

#Yan Zhirou is the mistress destroying the Chu family#
#Yan Zhirou wants to be little step-mom to Chu Hanxun#
#Yan Zhirou seduced Madame Chu's husband Ming Jingrong#

As Yan Zhirou scrolled, her heart sank—how had this come out now?

Then a single photo flashed up: the smoking-gun evidence.

In the shot, she and Ming Jingrong stood in front of the H City hotel backdrop, arms wrapped around each other in an intimate embrace—like lovers caught in a whirlwind romance.

Furious, Yan Zhirou burst out, "It's photoshopped! Obviously fake!"

Who was trying to destroy her? Who?

Yu Qianxia—of course. There was no one else.

She ground her teeth, "Okay, Yu Qianxia, you're good..."

Meanwhile, her Weibo comments had exploded:

[OMG! I knew Yan Zhirou had major capital behind her! Didn't expect it to be that old guy!]

[Help! It's actually Chu Hanxun's own father—wonder if Chu Hanxun will still be into her after this?!]

[She was the one calling Yu Qianxia a mistress—turns out she's the real homewrecker! Disgusting, get out of the industry!]

[No wonder she got so much publicity—turns out Ming Jingrong was pulling all the strings. What a play!]

[Aaah! So when Lu Jianchen suddenly flipped and cleared the air earlier, it was all capital's manipulation!]

Last time when Yan Zhirou tried to whitewash her image with marketing, a lot of people didn't buy it. Now that the #homewrecker# scandal broke out, those same people started cursing her all over the internet.

Even the netizens who had been brainwashed by the marketing and believed Yan Zhirou started waking up. Once they realized they'd been lied to, they got even angrier and flooded the comments section, tearing into her.

In no time, Yan Zhirou's name was tied to the title of homewrecker.

System warning sounds about her luck plummeting kept ringing in Yan Zhirou's ears.

Her face was dark and stormy. How did it end up like this?

How did Yu Qianxia find out?

Yan Zhirou clenched her teeth, completely baffled. She couldn't figure it out. Her relationship with Ming Jingrong hadn't leaked even a little bit—how on earth did Yu Qianxia know?

Her mind was spinning wildly, but right now, the biggest problem was the situation in front of her.

Her phone buzzed. Yan Zhirou quickly opened it, and when she saw the WeChat message from Sister Zhao, her face froze and her expression turned even gloomier.

Sister Zhao: [Your hotel is surrounded by media and paparazzi. If you go out now, you're just asking to be photographed!]

Yan Zhirou dug her nails hard into her palm.

She looked up at Ming Jingrong. He was holding his phone too, face equally grim—it looked like he had gotten the message as well.

"Director Ming, I don't want to be exposed," Yan Zhirou said in a low voice.

Ming Jingrong stayed calm and tried to comfort her, "Don't panic. I'll figure something out."

But minute by minute ticked by, and Ming Jingrong kept making calls, picking up calls, constantly getting updates.

Still, no solution was coming together.

The situation stayed stuck in a d**dlock.

Yan Zhirou could already hear the arguing between the media and the bodyguards outside the presidential suite door.

Crazy. These people were absolutely crazy.

She couldn't go out. If she stepped outside while being alone with Ming Jingrong—even if nothing happened between them—she wouldn't be able to explain it away.

She couldn't go out! She absolutely couldn't get caught on camera!

If she did, her future would really be over!

Yan Zhirou started to panic. Her voice was soft and shaking with tears as she said, "Director Ming, you have to think of something. We can't just stay trapped here forever, right?"

Ming Jingrong frowned deeply, his tone low. "I'll try to leave first. If I can lure those reporters away, then you can come out."

"Will that really work?" Fear surged through Yan Zhirou. "Those reporters are nuts. They're not even scared of the bodyguards. They're just camped outside the door. If you leave, what if they rush in and snap pictures?"

Yan Zhirou no longer had the guts to gamble. This time, she couldn't afford even the tiniest mistake.

Hearing this, Ming Jingrong gave her a long, cold look that made Yan Zhirou's heart turn icy.

He said, "I can't guarantee anything. I can only make sure you're physically safe."

Yan Zhirou could hear it clearly—he was basically saying he wasn't going to bother with her anymore.

Ming Jingrong was a man. Having a scandal with a female celebrity was totally normal in the business world. In the end, all the online backlash would land on her, and Ming Jingrong could easily stay out of it.

Even his wife, Madame Chu, who didn't have much affection for him, would probably turn a blind eye.

This whole thing was no big deal for Ming Jingrong.

But for her, it was a total disaster.

Yan Zhirou swayed, feeling dizzy. She curled her lips into a cold, mocking smile, her face full of bitter sarcasm.

Meanwhile, Yu Qianxia listened to Sister Rong's progress report and finally said with satisfaction, "Good job. Well done."

As soon as she got Yu Qianxia's instructions, Sister Rong got to work. First, she started digging up photos of Ming Jingrong. The guy was pretty lowkey and barely showed his face in public—there weren't even any pictures of him online.

But Sister Rong was determined. And of course, she had her own connections and tricks. She reached out to a bunch of industry insiders, and sure enough, she actually managed to get her hands on an old photo taken during an interview that was never released.

She hired a pro to touch it up, and after editing, it looked completely natural—not a single trace of Photoshop.

Next, she bought a trending topic slot, hired paid commenters to stir things up, and tipped off a bunch of media outlets to go camp outside the hotel.

Everything came together smoothly and fast.

There was no way Yan Zhirou could escape this time.

Just thinking about what Yan Zhirou had done made Sister Rong want to tear her apart. She let out a cold snort. "Of course I'm taking advantage of this golden opportunity. Let's see how Yan Zhirou plans to come back from this."

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