Rich Side Character Goes Viral for Gossiping on a Laid-Back Reality Show Ch. 77

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Yan Yanhua began softly:
"I met your father at a banquet. He was from a wealthy family, and I was just an ordinary girl. When I got to know him... it was the first time I ever felt my heart skip a beat."

"Later, we started dating. I never asked him for his name. I was afraid that if I knew his identity, I'd feel inferior, I'd back out. So, I just gave him a code name. Since he often drank whiskey, I called him William. He said I reminded him of a jasmine flower, so he started calling me Jasmine..."

Yan Zhirou listened intently. The love story between Yan Yanhua and her biological father seemed quite romantic.

By the time Yan Yanhua finished, she finally understood that they hadn't separated because of cheating or infidelity. It was simply because they couldn't overcome the reality of their circumstances.

It was unfortunate, but reality was reality.

To marry across different social statuses in high society was a rarity, with a very low probability.

Yan Yanhua sighed lightly.
"We separated later, and that's when I found out I was pregnant. When I went to the hospital for a check-up, I was already in the later stages of pregnancy. If I had an abortion, it could harm my health and even lead to infertility. So, I decided to keep you..."

"I thought I'd never see him again in this lifetime, but today... I've run into him again."

A look of confusion appeared in Yan Zhirou's eyes.
"You ran into him today? Who is it?"

Yan Yanhua smiled softly, her voice gentle.
"Zhirou, give the phone to Director Ming."

Yan Zhirou's hand tightened around the phone, a terrible thought hitting her like a thunderbolt. She felt as if she had been struck.

With a stiff hand, she reached out and passed the phone to Ming Jingrong, who was sitting beside her.

Ming Jingrong was puzzled but took the phone.

On the other end of the line came a voice—familiar yet distant, one that had been buried deep in her memory.
"William, do you remember me?"

Yan Zhirou had never imagined something this insane could happen to her.

Who would've thought—Ming Jingrong was actually her biological father!

Her heart raced wildly, her fingers trembling from the shock.

On the other side, Ming Jingrong had just ended the call, his own emotions far from calm. His gaze shifted toward Yan Zhirou, and his expression changed subtly, turning complicated.

Noticing his stare, Yan Zhirou immediately looked back, only to meet his unreadable eyes. Her heart skipped a beat, and a wave of shame washed over her.

Oh god. What had she even been doing tonight?

Trying to seduce her own dad?!

Thank goodness she hadn't taken things too far. Otherwise, how would she ever face him as his daughter?

Forcing a smile, Yan Zhirou tried to stay cool and asked politely, "Director Ming, so... what now?"

Ming Jingrong studied her face carefully, deeply moved. She looked so much like Jasmine. No wonder he'd felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity with her. It wasn't without reason.

Yan Zhirou really was his biological daughter.

After calming himself down, Ming Jingrong finally said in a low voice, "I already agreed with your mother's plan on the phone. My assistant will help handle this."

Yan Zhirou blinked, struggling to believe it. "You mean...?"

He gave a slight nod. "We'll go public with the fact that we're father and daughter. Clear up the rumors and restore your name."

Her eyes lit up, and joy instantly bloomed on her face.

Yes! Jackpot!

It was late at night, and the wait felt endless. Yan Zhirou kept glancing at her phone, but the expected news never came.

Growing impatient, she called Yan Yanhua. "Hey Mom, what's going on? Has the news been released yet?"

Yan Yanhua replied, "Don't worry. We've already contacted the media. It'll be out very soon."

But without the announcement out, Yan Zhirou couldn't relax. Instead, anxiety gnawed at her more and more.

At this point, though, all she could do was wait.

She forced herself to be patient, and the waiting dragged on—for over four hours—until the dark sky gradually turned pale.

Meanwhile, the paparazzi who'd been tracking the scoop had stubbornly stayed outside the hotel, not backing off for even a second. The longer Yan Zhirou waited, the more irritated she got.

Just as her patience was about to snap, the hotel room door suddenly let out a huge bang.

With a loud crash, the door was kicked open by a group of bodyguards in black uniforms.

Yan Zhirou's eyelid twitched. A well-kept woman strode in from the hallway, throwing her a sharp glare.

Ming Jingrong's face tightened the second he saw her, and he quickly got up to meet her. "Madam, why are you here?"

Madame Chu said coldly, "Why? If I didn't come, were you planning to spend the night with this tramp?"

Ming Jingrong opened his mouth to explain, but before he could say anything, the paparazzi who had been squatting outside burst into the room all at once.

In an instant, the flashing of cameras filled the air.

Every lens was aimed straight at Ming Jingrong and Yan Zhirou inside the room.

Yan Zhirou's face turned ghostly pale.

A reporter shouted, "Madame Chu, are you here to catch your cheating husband?"

Madame Chu's face was dark. "That's right! I came to see exactly which skank had the guts to seduce my man!"

Yan Zhirou shook her head wildly. "No, I didn't! I'm not—!"

Her panicked eyes shot straight to Ming Jingrong, pleading for help.

But unfortunately, he couldn't help her now. He tried to explain, but Madame Chu shoved him away before he could get a word out.

The paparazzi lit up with excitement at the scene, snapping away like mad.

This was a live scoop! Firsthand evidence! Solid proof!

They went absolutely wild, firing off shot after shot before rushing off at lightning speed.

Not long after, the headline was all over the internet: #Yan Zhirou Caught in Hotel Rendezvous with Sugar Daddy#.

Yan Zhirou was about to lose it.

She had never felt this humiliated in her life.

As soon as the pack of crazed reporters left, she chased after Madame Chu.

"Madame Chu, please wait—I need to talk to you," Yan Zhirou called out, following her all the way to the parking garage before stopping.

Ming Jingrong was walking beside Madame Chu in silence. When he saw Yan Zhirou block her path, he only frowned slightly and said nothing to stop her.

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