Reincarnation: My All-Round Sweetheart Chapter 1028: Do You Really Think I, Pan Ya, Was Raised on P

"It’s Su Qianxun, she’s speaking up for you online! The netizens have already changed their opinions! We have hope!" Sister Lan exclaid excitedly.

Upon hearing this, Pan Ya was startled again, and her mind inadvertently recalled the last eting when Qianxun spoke to her.

She said she would face a difficult hurdle, and if she couldn’t get through it, it would be the end. She also ntioned that when she felt she couldn’t overco it, she should reach out to her.

She always believed she had a strong heart, but when Zhou Song’s wife exposed those photos—photos that she didn’t even know when they were taken—leading to her being criticized on the internet, she was on the brink of collapse!

That’s when she finally understood the words of a certain female star before her suicide.

Rumors can kill.

And she was being slowly killed by them.

She never expected that at this ti, Su Qianxun would actually stand up for her!

In an instant, Pan Ya couldn’t help but sniffle, her voice hoarse as she said, "Where’s my phone?"

"Here!" Sister Lan knew she was about to contact Qianxun, and quickly helped her turn it on.

As soon as it was turned on, she received a barrage of abusive texts sent by Zhou Song’s wife.

Pan Ya ignored them and directly found Qianxun’s private number to dial.

...

The call was connected quickly.

Monts later, Qianxun’s voice ca through, "Sister Pan?"

"It’s ." Pan Ya gripped the phone tightly, then said, "Did you speak up for online? Thank you, thank you for believing in ."

Upon hearing this, Qianxun chuckled lightly, "You’re too kind, Sister Pan. Don’t I know what kind of person you are? The truth will eventually co to light, so hold on tight, don’t do anything foolish."

Pan Ya listened and imdiately understood her aning.

For a mont, the corners of her lips couldn’t help but tug slightly, and the heavy burden that had been weighing her down for days suddenly vanished, "Don’t worry, I definitely won’t let that bastard succeed. That son of a turtle, I’m disgusted just looking at him."

"That’s good, if you need any help, just say the word."

"Mm!" Pan Ya nodded.

After hanging up with Qianxun, Pan Ya’s phone rang again.

Looking at it, it was Wang Ziqing.

She pressed the answer button, and monts later, heard Wang Ziqing’s relieved tone say, "You finally decided to answer the phone, I thought maybe you’d lost your mind and done sothing stupid."

Pan Ya laughed and said, "Relax, I’m doing well now. That son of a bitch wants to ruin , but it’s not that easy."

"That’s good, if you need any help, don’t hesitate to ask," Wang Ziqing said.

"Mm!"

Afterward, the two didn’t say much more and hung up.

It was then that Pan Ya discovered Wang Ziqing had already called her dozens of tis.

Other friends also sent her empathetic and concerned ssages when their calls went unanswered.

Pan Ya’s previously forlorn heart was completely rejuvenated.

Next mont, she tossed the phone onto the couch and said to her agent, "Sister Lan, get soone to help tidy up, I’m going to wash my face in the bathroom."

Seeing her invigorated tone, Sister Lan quickly replied, "Sure thing!"

Only when Pan Ya was doing well could she feel at ease.

...

After washing her face, Pan Ya put a facial mask on and lay down on the sofa, opening her blog.

This blog, initially created for Qianxun’s publicity, turned out she would actually use one day.

"I’m frank by nature, often unintentionally offending people. This ti, I don’t know whom I offended that wants to ruin my reputation so much, they even took drunk pictures on the day I was commorating my deceased boyfriend. But do you really think Pan Ya grew up eating pig slop, willing to take any man? Next ti, please find a handso guy, at least of Wang Ziqing’s caliber, thank you!"