My social media feeds kept flashing with messages, and when I checked, the backend was practically overloaded!

Countless private messages came in, some supportive, some abusive.

I skimmed through it, not caring whether it was good or bad, but I couldn't help but carefully read through the short essay I had written.

The full text is nearly four thousand words.

Let me begin by telling the story of how I met Gu Yanqing, our beautiful campus romance, and our selfless blood donation...

There was also the wedding dress I made by hand, the wedding I painstakingly planned, the jewelry I ordered in advance, and the wedding gown I tailored for him stitch by stitch.

If I had cheated on my partner long ago and betrayed our relationship, why would I have put so much effort into personally preparing for the wedding?

In contrast, Gu Yanqing lost nothing in the whole affair except for contributing some money.

On the eve of his wedding, he was at the hospital with another woman, playing the role of her savior.

Then there's the matter of Li Qinglan kneeling before me.

I recounted Gu Yutian's actions in detail, but I left some room for ambiguity by not mentioning that Gu Yutian had lost her virginity.

But I believe someone will leak the information.

After all, many people in the industry already knew about this scandal. Now that things have blown up, there are bound to be people who want to stir up trouble.

So it's not worth me playing the villain and attracting the scorn of a sanctimonious hypocrite.

At the end of my short essay, I posted all the events mentioned in the text that had photographic evidence.

This includes evidence of blood donation, photos of the wedding dress, and photos taken at the wedding ceremony.

Oh right, and there's also the footage of Gu Yanqing walking down the aisle with Jiang Yi on their wedding day, and me being forced to be the witness—basically, all the evidence has been thrown out.

The rumor-mongers slandered me with only a few seemingly plausible but ultimately false statements.

But my counterattacks were all irrefutable.

No wonder Gu Yanqing sent me a message from an unknown number, criticizing me for being petty and remembering every little thing so clearly.

He must have panicked and knew he was in the wrong.

Small things? Ha, it was those small things that, when they came together, saved his life.

The short essay already has over ten thousand comments.

Aside from a small number of insults, saying that I am a very scheming and scary woman, most people are supportive, saying that I am a typical example of the "farmer and the snake" story.

That hit the nail on the head.

That is indeed the case.

My phone rang. Su Shenglin sent me a WeChat message saying he would pick me up in an hour.

I looked up and realized it was already late, so I quickly got up to wash and get dressed.

After a day of media battles, I'm no longer bothered by it.

Tomorrow is the first day of the new year, so we should definitely be happy and cheerful to make a good start to the new year.

I can't let those messy family matters and those awful people online ruin my life.

They want to make me miserable, ruin my reputation, and make me depressed and miserable—but I won't! I'm going to live freely and unrestrainedly, dress up smartly, and happily celebrate the New Year!

When Su Shenglin arrived, I was just getting ready.

I wore a long red dress with a black cashmere coat. Because my knee hadn't fully recovered, I didn't dare wear high heels, so I chose a pair of flat, pointed leather shoes, which were elegant and comfortable.

Anyway, I'm tall and have good proportions, so even if I wear flat shoes, I still look beautiful and dazzling in the mirror.

With light makeup on my face, my long hair styled in large, wavy curls, and my bright red lips complementing my matching long dress, I smiled narcissistically at my reflection in the mirror, anticipating Su Shenglin's reaction.

I remain certain that he will make some kind of statement tonight.

Actually, I still don't know whether I should take that step or not.

Especially after today's online battle of public opinion, I feel even more hesitant and uneasy, feeling that this is not a good time.

But these anxieties and hesitations do not affect my subconscious anticipation, so I will dress up and show my best side, just in case.

I went downstairs with a heart pounding with excitement, and when I saw Su Sheng standing by the car, my heart raced even more wildly.

When Su Shenglin saw me, he changed his stance.

It was cold outside, but he was wearing a dark trench coat, and underneath, he was dressed in a suit and tie.

I had just stepped out of the house when the streetlights in the neighborhood suddenly turned on.

Su Shenglin seemed to be illuminated by light, his eyebrows and eyes appeared more profound, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became even more charming.

I could tell that he had made a special effort to maintain his image tonight.

Therefore, he may actually need to make a statement.

A buzzing sound filled my ears, as if someone was banging a gong or drum at me.

Reason told me I should refuse, but my legs seemed to have a mind of their own, and I walked closer and closer to him.

Su Shenglin scrutinized me very carefully.

The moment the streetlights came on, the light was so bright that I could clearly see his handsome face radiate a stunning glow, as if he hadn't expected me to be dressed up so formally.

He only snapped out of his daze when I walked right up to him.

"Not bad, you're full of energy, radiant and glowing. I was worried for nothing all day." He smiled, turned to the side, and personally opened the car door for me.

I laughed and said bluntly, "I've said it before, I'm a veteran of countless battles, I don't take that little thing seriously."

He walked around to the other side, got into the car, looked at me again, and nodded with a smile: "Yes, I underestimated President Jiang."

Are you teasing me?

I glanced at him and smiled without saying a word.

But in my heart I was thinking that if we had to be together, our family backgrounds couldn't be a perfect match, but at least our personal abilities and personal charm had to be on par.

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