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Bo Yan Fans’ Harem Group 1: My God, my God, I’ve got so incredible news, our God Bo Yan himself has descended, introducing his wife to his minty fans.

Bo Yan Fans’ Harem Group 2: My God, my God, I’ve got so incredible news, our God Bo Yan himself has descended, introducing his wife to his minty fans.

...40102 Group: My God, my God...

Bo Yan’s fans were shocked. As a benefit, Bo Yan shared a selfie and sent out red envelopes, with a total amount of five million, but the fan club leaders had to divide it up themselves and deal with the club’s affairs.

Bo Yan never interfered with the fan club, nor did he have the ti to care for it.

Before, it was Xie Cheng who contacted the fan club leaders for interactions, but Bo Yan rarely managed these matters.

Now, doing this for the first ti and not being familiar with it, he clung to a club leader and had them teach him step by step.

It was an honor to teach one’s idol, and of course, they were eager to do so. Fortuitously, the girl Bo Yan had caught hold of was a high-level executive of a corporation, with extrely strong capabilities.

Liking Bo Yan was not only because of his great acting, but also his personal charm.

Success in business in no way hindered the enthusiasm for fangirling.

Of course, she was well aware—the fan club leader who had the most interaction with Xie Cheng was also her since she always handled matters seamlessly.

Xie Cheng suggested to Bo Yan several tis, why not poach this girl to be your assistant?

Bo Yan ignored him.

Now, having personally interacted and asked for her na, Bo Yan rembered this girl. They got along well and maintained an appropriate distance that did not feel overly intimate.

Yuran chatted with her in voice ssages for a long ti and was extrely pleased with the conversation.

The girl’s na was Mi Qiu, who was very cute and adorable.

After chatting with Yuran about the online gossip, Mi Qiu asked, "Miss Yuran, can I add you as a friend? Of course, you don’t have to agree."

"Sure."

Without hesitation, Yuran agreed right away, then sent her QR code, "You add , and then I’ll approve."

Mi Qiu was overjoyed at such an outco. After becoming friends, she imdiately started a private chat with Yuran.

"Miss Yuran, do you and Bo Yan really not care about how people outside rave and slander?"

Ordinary people would probably be upset by such filthy accusations, but looking at this couple, especially Bo Yan, they specifically told them not to mind and not to argue with others.

So, nearly 36 hours after the incident fernted, not a single fan of Bo Yan or Yuran spoke out in protest. As for the news about Yuran being satirically brought up over and over, Yuran wasn’t angry either.

Bo Yan was actually not too pleased, but Yuran convinced him. Even if what others were saying was the truth, so what?

They were speaking with evidence in hand.

Yuran told Bo Yan, "Gēge, I’ve rembered so things, resonating with Yuran’s experiences, and so vague mories are slowly becoming clearer."

Bo Yan stared at her, a bit concerned, "Are you feeling unwell? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Shaking her head, Yuran held his hand, "Don’t worry, it’s just the regular repositioning of mories, painless and disease-free, no need to see a doctor. Yuran had fallen down from the second floor before, and the news you received was that she overdosed on marijuana, right?"

Bo Yan nodded. At the ti, he didn’t care about Yuran, so whatever the doctor called to inform him, that was that.

Yuran refuted indignantly at that mont, "No, I did not use marijuana. I was maliciously pushed."

Bo Yan narrowed his eyes, and of course, there was a trace of relief.

While the incident was unfair to the original Yuran, life is different for everyone.

Bo Yan didn’t continue to question, "Give the nas of those people. I will find the answers."

"Sure!"

...

Yuran’s scandal hung on the internet for a full day. Other than the repeated insults hurled at her, there were no other responses; Yuran did not co out to clear her na, and Ran Studio also remained silent.

One would think that Diyang would help Bo Yan explain Yuran’s situation, but there was nothing, and the situation didn’t develop as expected. The person behind the scenes suddenly felt uneasy.

At this mont, Qin Yuyan, who had bought her plane ticket and was ready to board the plane, listened to the announcents in the airport and looked at Jia Ziyi, the only one who ca to see her off.

"Aren’t you leaving?"

Jia Ziyi shook his head, "I can’t leave. I’m prepared to deal with my properties, but I can’t leave the capital.

You... Anyway, take care of yourself while you’re alone out there. Don’t get fooled by others, you’re so naive."

Although everyone was a rich second-generation who often hung out together, drinking and causing trouble, when it ca ti to leave, one would suddenly realize that besides booze and at, there were hardly any friends.

Qin Yuyan looked at Jia Ziyi with so emotion, "I didn’t expect that, after knowing each other for so many years, I always thought everyone was my friend. But when it cos to saying goodbye, only you ca to see off."

Jia Ziyi didn’t know how to comfort her, or rather, there was no way to comfort her, "Don’t overthink it."

Qin Yuyan shook her head, "I might have felt that everyone lacked loyalty in the past, but now I naturally won’t overthink it. You know , I was not soone worthy to be friends with. Alright, I’m leaving now. If you ever think of going abroad, consider where I’m going."

Jia Ziyi raised an eyebrow with a smile, his face softened a bit, "I know."

Qin Yuyan added, "By the way, I heard that Yuran was exposed to so scandals on the internet. I advise you not to get involved or talk too much about it."

Jia Ziyi’s eyes dimd, "I know."

Qin Yuyan continued, "Actually, you also know who the one that spread those rumors is, right?"

"Mhm."

Qin Yuyan turned and walked to the ticket check, her voice softly drifting back, "Jia Ziyi, keep your distance from Ji Zexiu. His ambition is too great, and his ability can’t keep up. He is bound to bring disaster upon himself."

Jia Ziyi stared at her retreating figure, his lips moved slightly, "I know."

Yet, as Qin Yuyan entered the ticket gate, she could no longer hear him.

The defamation of Yuran on the internet beca more and more abundant and discordant, with arrogant netizens thinking they were in the right.

Resultingly, at six in the evening, a batch of court subpoenas from Diyang landed in the private ssages of every rumormonger.

At first, no one paid attention to this matter, but a single announcent from Diyang caught the mob, netizens, and onlookers off guard.

Diyang Headquarters V: Regarding the various slanders and malicious insults online against our artist Bo Yan and Yuran of the affiliated Ran Studio, our company has obtained relevant evidence and has submitted it all to the court. Let so adult-sized infants be responsible for their behavior on the internet. Even if it leads to the bankruptcy of Diyang, our artist Bo Yan is willing to pay out of his own pocket to continue the lawsuits. If you’ve been wrongfully injured, please provide evidence of your innocence. — Diyang Headquarters, announced on [date].

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