Song Qian was anything but polite, imdiately sliding down the conversational slope with ease, "That barbecue stand by the river, I’m telling you, is absolutely amazing, so delicious!" Song Qian was also successfully sidetracked by her, going on and on about the gem of a food spot he had discovered: "It’s the second one from the south, and their barbecue sauce is so good, I think they could patent it."
"Really? Are you serious?" Wen Qiao doubted his words, "That sounds too good to be true."
"Really!"
The two heads leaned in close, whispering to each other, and if it weren’t for Wen Qiao’s makeup artist waiting in the makeup room and coming out to find her after hearing her voice, the two would have chatted away until lunchti.
The makeup artist tasked with doing Wen Qiao’s makeup was the sa one from the promotional photo shoot, and she had a rather good impression of Wen Qiao. The young girl always greeted her warmly every ti they t, and her manager always made sure she got her share of whatever drink was bought.
Seeing her with droopy eyelids, the makeup artist thought she was worried about the things happening online and tried to console her with a reassurance, "Truth will out eventually, so try not to take it too much to heart."
Wen Qiao looked up at her in surprise, not expecting the makeup artist to believe in her. Pretending not to be moved would be a lie; she smiled gratefully at the makeup artist, "Thank you, I understand."
Although Wen Qiao truly didn’t care about others’ opinions, the makeup artist’s words undoubtedly injected a warm current into her heart, and her mood lifted sowhat.
The cellphone on the table lit up with a screen notification, and Wen Qiao glanced over—it was a new Weibo notification:
Luo Bin posts a response.
She didn’t want to upset herself, but upon seeing the headline, she couldn’t help but grab her phone and open the ssage to read.
She was curious to see how this spineless old man, whom she had figuratively deboned, would respond.
@Luo Bin: Young girls these days really will stop at nothing for fa. She had asked to co over to help her with her scenes, and I thought as a newcor just starting out, it was only right to look out for her a bit more, especially since it’s rare to find such a dedicated newbie nowadays. But I never expected, alas, it turns out I was blind to true character.
A not-too-long, not-too-short statent that didn’t ntion Wen Qiao by na but was connected to her in every sentence.
Wen Qiao had never encountered such a shaless and incompetent man; the one who did wrong was him, yet she was being made to carry the can, truly a case of blaming the victim.
Moreover, last night’s incident wasn’t known only to Wen Qiao and him. She thought that if Luo Bin had any decency left, he would’ve stayed as far away as possible. Unexpectedly, not only did he not hide, but he even had the gall to play the victim.
When it ca to being shaless, Luo Bin could claim second place, and she felt that no one would dare claim the first.
Wen Qiao closed her eyes briefly, trying to suppress the rising anger within, to no avail.
She clicked on the "comnt" section, her fingers hovered for a mont, and then she posted a response.
@WenQiaoqiao replies: I should have broken your wrist yesterday to save you from acting out today.
It was the weekend, and the working and student crowds were at ho with plenty of ti to indulge in online gossip. Not long after Wen Qiao made her comnt, "Wen Qiao furiously curses Luo Bin" trended on the hot search list again.
This seed like there was more to the story, and netizens fell into confusion for a mont, with so bystanders adopting a wait-and-see attitude, while Wen Qiao’s haters kept furiously typing.
"She’s panicking, she’s panicking, she’s panicking. Trying to shift the bla after a failed sneaky move."
"How can she speak to Luo Bin like that? He’s an established actor in the industry, even close to a Best Actor nomination once. Wen Qiao is really showing no respect at all."
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