[Oh my God, I didn’t expect Gu Ran to be so miserable! I used to dislike her the most, but now I feel a bit sorry for her. She’s a rich and beautiful girl, yet a phony girl snatched her fiancé. Tsk, I’ve only seen this kind of plot in silly romance novels.]
[My friend’s sister is Gu Ran’s classmate. She went to ask her sister, and she said it was true. Gu Ran did get her boyfriend stolen by her cousin. It’s so tragic. Actually, Gu Ran is quite an excellent girl and was the campus belle of the Academy of Performing Arts. Except for being a bit aloof and not liking to talk much, I think she perford really well on the show, much better than so fake rich girls who are real drama queens. She cos off as polite and well-mannered, and she’s also pretty! If it weren’t for Qin Yu forcing her to play that truth and dare ga and then pretending innocently to ask about her love life, she wouldn’t have revealed her wounds herself. Ugh, the more I think about it, the more I feel sorry for her. I’m now a fan.]
[I’m also studying at the Academy of Performing Arts, just not in the directing departnt. I missed a few points on the college entrance exam and was placed in a really terrible major. But I’ve heard from people in the directing departnt that Gu Ran’s boyfriend is a well-known second-generation rich kid in Capital City who is tall, handso, and cos from a wealthy family!]
[I think I saw a post on the forum that exposed Gu Ran, saying her boyfriend is a doctor.]
In a quiet corner of a secluded street in Capital City, there was a quietly operating repair shop. Gu Linxi wore a black tank top, her flawless pale skin strikingly conspicuous, more so than her fair complexion was the tattoo covering her right arm. Her arm was slim, with mysterious and ancient patterns that matched her own temperant, not eye-catching, but once noticed, people couldn’t help but pay attention to her.
At the mont, she lowered her eyelids, holding a white knitted glove with her thin lips, looking indifferent. Scattered around her were various car repair tools like wrenches and screwdrivers. Her slender yet strong body was wrapped in a black tank top, exuding a different kind of charm from usual girls.
"What do you want to see?"
Gu Linxi patiently flipped through for quite a while, not having the patience to finish reading the lengthy comnts on Weibo. She knew Gu Nuan had changed her na to Gu Ran to participate in the hottest talent show called "Youth Training Camp," but she wasn’t interested in entertainnt circle stuff. Except for news concerning Rong Yan, she was lazy to look at others’ news.
"Here you go." Gu Linxi lifted her thin, cold eyelids, her defiant gaze falling on the assistant who insisted she checked the phone, pretending to return the phone to him.
The assistant got anxious, "Lin Xi, didn’t you see? Down there, down there..."
"I’m not interested in gossip."
"It’s not gossip. It’s related to you."
Seeing her confused, the assistant snatched the phone, flipped quickly to the back, shoved the phone back into her hand, and forced her to see, "Look, the whole internet is cursing you, and soone even posted your information online, hanging our shop’s address all over!"
"Who posted our shop’s address online..." she said as she endured and looked, only to see that the direction of public opinion had completely changed.
From discussing gossip at the top, a wave of new accounts erged, condemning the phony girl who stole her cousin’s boyfriend.
Amidst the scolding, she sharply caught sight of a comnt pinned at the top — [I know who the phony girl who stole Gu Ran’s boyfriend is. Her na is Gu Linxi. Her family used to be wealthy, but then the company went bankrupt. Her parents, unable to repay the debt, committed suicide, leaving her alone. She didn’t even finish high school before running abroad. Probably got mixed up abroad and couldn’t survive there, so she ca back a few years ago to Capital City and opened a repair shop that doesn’t even have business on usual days. I think the repair shop is a front, and selling oneself is real! The address of the repair shop is xxxxxx. I’m just a passerby who can’t stand the sight of a howrecker, just lending a helping hand, no need to thank !]
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