No one forced them; she simply used a method to protect herself.

This is how it is in this industry; it's a dog-eat-dog world. Fu Hange has already hit rock bottom, so she can't afford to have any more scandals to create. Therefore, she can only try to clear her name, desperately trying to clear her name.

Despite the constant criticism, some rational netizens spoke up for her.

"It seems Fu Hange is the victim this time. Although I don't like her character, those two people were definitely in the wrong."

"I agree. I don't understand why so many trolls keep attacking her. Is the truth really what we see?"

Fu Hange smiled with relief. It seems there are still rational people among them.

Those two, however, are in a terrible situation.

As a top-tier actress, she was suddenly exposed to such a video. It's like she hadn't even brushed her teeth in the morning and the stench was so strong it could make people faint. She could even imagine the two people looking like they were about to eat her alive.

Fu Hange imagined the scene and instantly got goosebumps all over her body.

Online marketing accounts that always jump on the bandwagon are starting to smear them again: "Ugh, I used to like them so much, how could their character be so bad, I'm unfollowing them..."

"As expected, all pretty girls are just pretty faces. How are they any different from Fu Hange back then? They're all just a bunch of pretentious women."

...

As dawn broke, Fu Hange stretched, and Jiang Luo called her mischievously.

"That was a brilliant move! Now all the blame is being directed at them."

She now looks at Fu Hange with new respect.

She simply replied, "There's a saying: 'If you don't want others to know, don't do it in the first place.'"

Jiang Luo nodded.

"I'm going to sleep. Can you prepare an ugly photo for me, the uglier the better?"

Before Jiang Luo could ask why, Fu Hange had already hung up the phone.

What, ugly photos? The uglier the better?

She couldn't help but shudder. Tsk tsk.

_

She slept until she naturally woke up, and slept for a whole day until sunset.

Tang Yehuai appeared at home at some point; she remembered that he hadn't returned home all night when she came back last night.

"You're awake. Get up and eat."

He placed a white plate on the table; it looked like fish soup.

"Why weren't you here when I came back yesterday?"

Tang Yehuai's gaze was indifferent as he set out the bowls and chopsticks for her before sitting down: "Do you remember that video of yours?"

Fu Hange was startled.

Tang Yehuai was very satisfied with her expression: "If it were given to an ordinary person, even the most skilled technician would be able to tell that it has been edited, but if it were given to me, it wouldn't be."

Fu Hange choked and coughed violently. No wonder, she hadn't even considered how the video could look so natural.

"Did you edit it?" she asked.

Tang Yehuai slightly curled the corners of his mouth: "It wasn't me, I arranged for a hacker to do it for you."

Fu Hange nodded and gave her a thumbs up. If she had to describe her in two words, she would say: Awesome!

"I heard you lost the game?" he asked again.

She nodded.

Tell me why?

He took a sip of soup, put down the bowl, and looked at her with his hands clasped together.

Fu Hange had probably just woken up, and her voice was hoarse: "I had Jiang Luo prepare an unflattering photo, which will be released later."

In the end, she still didn't tell him the reason.

She glanced at him again and added with a smile, "We'll see when it's released."

Afterwards, Jiang Luo sent her an extremely ugly photo, and Fu Hange was immediately satisfied: "She's the one!"