Wen Xi was reborn, returning to 18 years old. At this time, she hadn't been expelled from school, her fiancé hadn't come to break off the engagement, the scumbag relatives plotting to usur...
Because Zhen Yue valued Cheng Ruolin so much, Xue Ziqi had previously disliked her and often spoke rudely to her. Unexpectedly, Cheng Ruolin didn't take it personally and even came to comfort her during Chinese New Year...
It is true that a friend in need is revealed, and a person's true character is revealed in times of adversity.
Thinking of the past, Xue Ziqi felt even more guilty, so he said in a hoarse voice: "I'm sorry, Sister Ruolin, I treated you like that before, but not only did you not care, you even..."
Sister Ruolin is truly worthy of being a celebrity praised by everyone in Beijing.
Cheng Ruolin gently wiped the tears from her eyes with a tissue and smiled softly, "Alright, you're already a grown-up, why are you still crying? I know our Ziqi is the best, it's just that we were pressed for time this time and didn't perform well."
"But those people didn't know the truth and still scolded me..."
"You've already clarified everything, but you're still being scolded. Do you know why?"
Xue Ziqi shook his head.
"Because you're already better than them, and your family background is better than theirs, they're just jealous. So, when they get a chance to show off their superiority, how could they let it go? The more inferior they feel, the more fiercely they'll scold you."
"Is that really the case, Sister Ruolin?"
"Of course, Ziqi, you're still young and don't understand how shameless and sinister people can be. But don't pay attention to them. Your excellence won't diminish in the slightest because of their presence."
"Um."
Xue Ziqi accepted Cheng Ruolin's explanation.
Such comfort is very helpful.
She did not reflect on whether she was wrong at all. In fact, she did not think she had done anything wrong from beginning to end.
She sold shoddy picture books to her fans because she was urged to submit them. What else could she do?
The data falsification has nothing to do with her. Although she knows the inside story, it was not her who did it. It's all Wen's fault!
Xue Ziqi never thought about whether a work that was not drawn with sincerity would disappoint her fans who have always supported her, even if it was released later. But she was afraid that Wen Xi would steal the limelight.
There is no need to worry about the fact that she was not the one who committed the fraud, but what about those authors who were squeezed out by her during the same period?
Is it fair to others?
There are also those consumers who have been misled. Other people's money does not come from the wind.
If it hadn't been exposed, she would have benefited.
But now that it has been exposed, she feels like a victim.
In fact, Wen is not innocent, and neither is she.
After being comforted by Cheng Ruolin, Xue Ziqi felt much better, but he still didn't know what to do next. He was still as anxious as a fly lost in a cesspool.
"Don't worry, Ziqi. These people in China, especially the common people at the bottom of society, are the most forgetful. They're like goldfish. As soon as something new comes out, they'll quickly forget everything that happened before. Trust me, Ziqi. I guarantee that within three days, everyone will have forgotten about this."
Cheng Ruolin said with a firm tone.
Just like my own family, although my father suffered some physical pain after he went to prison, didn’t he come out safely in the end?
The money that had been transferred out long ago was enough for her family to spend for several lifetimes. After she returned to China, she just gave some of it out. In an instant, these people became grateful and praised her for saving people from suffering. Who still remembered that she was the daughter of a corrupt official?
It's ridiculous that these people don't even know who they are working for. If you give them a little bit, the benefits in return will be huge.
With Cheng Ruolin's consolation, Xue Ziqi finally relaxed. Especially when she mentioned the World Art Museum's Excellent Works Exhibition held every four years, hope rose in Xue Ziqi's heart.