Reporter, "You can certainly have your feelings, but as far as I know, when you were filming with Qu Dongdong in the sa crew, it was because of the curse you posted on the official blog that she had a car accident."
Yuran, "Wait a minute, wait a minute, I think your values are sowhat skewed and need rescuing."
On the live streaming platform, when Yuran said this, the audience flooded the screen with laughing emojis, most thinking that Yuran’s statent was spot-on and very nice.
Very Yuran.
Then, everyone saw Yuran’s cherry-red lips move as she spoke out, "You know, you have to be legally responsible for what you say, right? The state no longer promotes feudal superstition. Are you promoting feudal superstition?
Do you not know that the Great Qing Dynasty has already declined?
Also, was that a curse? Did I copy and paste a curse from your family or what?
Did Qu Dongdong just have bad luck, or did I harm her? Do you go through life without ever complaining?
That’s really great then, you must be a little fairy."
...
Platform comnts.
"Wow, Yuran is definitely a treasure. Watching her retort is so refreshing. Speaking of which, Qu Dongdong’s car accident really wasn’t related to anyone."
"Exactly. I curse my boss to die every day, but I haven’t seen him lose even a single hair."
"Coincidences. These can now be used as a force to attack others; today’s entertainnt reporters are really too impulsive, exerting so much energy."
"That’s right, I still trust our Sister Koi."
...
The platform’s audience could feel the manic and reclusive nature of the asking reporter through the screen.
They thought they’d deliver a fatal blow to their opponent, but instead, they ended up being fatally struck themselves. Yuran’s question wasn’t wrong. Don’t you curse a bit to find so psychological balance when you feel wronged in life?
Is your ntality that good?
Then you truly are a little fairy, blind to the eight sufferings of life.
The reporters on-site, seeing many nonsensical comnts, were trembling with anger. The netizens logged onto the live stream just for the spectacle, while they, as entertainnt reporters, were losing face for their profession.
The reporter pressed on, "If so, then why was Qu Dongdong replaced? Yuran, as far as I know, your background isn’t significant enough for you to behave this freely."
The subtext being your family has declined; you don’t have that kind of power.
So who is doing these things for you?"
Yuran, rendered speechless, "You might as well directly say who’s keeping . It might actually earn you a second look from . Beating around the bush to insult people, is it fun?
So let ask you a question. You dare be so arrogant; who’s behind you then?"
The reporter was stunned, quickly regaining his composure, "Redirecting the issue? We’re talking about your issues here. We, as little entertainnt reporters, run around gathering news every day. If we had backing, wouldn’t we beco big stars instead of running errands here?"
Yuran scoffed, "It depends on whose errands you’re running. I see you’re quite fond of running them;
Why are we having this press conference today? Everyone present knows the reason. If you don’t want to continue, just say stop at any ti;
Beating around the bush like this, whom are you trying to help out, Fu Bairan perhaps?
It’s too bad then, I called the police, and by now, the Fu Bairan you all care about is probably on his way to ’have tea’;
I need to go to the place where they are having tea later to identify soone. I hope you can save so ti. They finish work at five in the afternoon; it’s unreasonable to make them wait for , isn’t it?
I’m not concerned about how you manage your ti, but my press conference is only an hour and a half long. When ti’s up, we leave, so don’t say I didn’t give you a chance to ask questions;
"You’re being given so face, you might as well pick it up and ask for more, otherwise it looks too ugly. There are a lot of people watching the live broadcast, everyone needs so dignity!"
"Who knows? Maybe tomorrow you’ll be trending for being polite, and beco well-known, how great would that be?"
Yuran’s way of speaking seed chaotic, but she managed to say everything that needed to be said, referencing everyone involved.
She was like a clear glass, seeing everything, yet nothing seed to get into her eyes. She said what needed to be said, added a few words when happy, and a lot more when unhappy, roasting you until you doubted your life choices.
Kang Zhenyu lowered his voice and said to Qi Younian, "We are so unnecessary here."
Qi Younian, holding his palm to his lips and coughing a few tis to cover the embarrassnt on his face, nodded and replied to Kang Zhenyu, "Great minds think alike, I think the sa."
Xia Ji overtook the conversation, not waiting for reporters below to ask again, naturally stating, "Regarding the defamation of Lu Xiao by Fu Yuran, I will pursue it to the end;
And for everyone present here, your eyes are mostly working, right?"
This ti, the question ca from a Diyang reporter, who, holding the microphone properly, asked, "Miss Xia, are you the Xia family mber everyone knows?"
Xia Ji, without any hesitation and flipping her hair, countered, "Do I not look the part with my aura?"
Diyang reporter, "No, just verifying."
Xia Ji nodded, "Yes, I am the youngest Xia family daughter, my na is Xia Ji, so with a girlfriend like , why would Lu Xiao be interested in Fu Bairan, that...secondhand woman?
Previously, wasn’t she cozy with soone? What was the person from Yinran Entertainnt called again? Weren’t they very close?
Is it my figure, or my looks that are less appealing than Fu Bairan’s, or is it her wealth that I lack?"
Lu Xiao isn’t stupid or blind, far from not being able to distinguish a carp from a pearl."
Exactly, the youngest Miss Xia, choosing between her and an eighteenth-tier starlet? Even a fool could answer that.
Also, the fighting power of Miss Xia is... quite inherited, is this the tradition of Ran Studio?
The Diyang reporter continued, "Miss Xia, considering your boyfriend signed with Ran Studio, do you plan to work here as well?"
Xia Ji hesitated for a mont, grinning at Yuran, "Boss Yuran, could you take in? It would make dating easier!"
Yuran, caught off guard, smiled, "Sure, starting with the probation period."
Xia Ji, "Then it’s a deal."
A young lady able to take a position in a studio for her boyfriend—could soone lure her away? Obviously, it was implausible, and this scene wrecked Fu Bairan’s reputation.
As expected by Yuran, she was indeed on her way to have tea, being escorted all the way.
She demanded to see a lawyer, and the person escorting her emotionlessly said, "You can, but after you co back with us. You’ll have ti to contact your lawyer, and by the way, the plaintiff will present evidence accusing you of slander."
"Whom did I slander?" Fu Bairan bellowed indignantly.
"Who you slandered cannot be disclosed, but with the evidence provided, we have the right to arrest you."
...
anwhile, the elderly Mr. Xia was watching his granddaughter and Lu Xiao on the screen, his expression tight, "Xia Xia has a boyfriend?"
Xia Chui and Xia Yu exchanged glances; neither dared to answer imdiately. Xia Chui tried to reassure their grandfather, "Grandpa, let’s wait until we get in touch with the little sister, let her co back and explain, okay?"
The elderly Mr. Xia clearly wasn’t listening, "My Xia Xia has a boyfriend?"
Xia Chui, Xia Yu: "..."
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