I slammed the office door shut from the outside, put on my sunglasses, and quickly entered the elevator under the watchful eyes of their employees.
As soon as I entered the elevator, I felt deflated and started trembling all over.
Along with anger, there was also a deep-seated hatred.
I went to great lengths to get rid of Fu Yanshen, thinking that after the divorce I would forget him and live happily.
Seeing him with his beloved, and remembering how he always treated me as a substitute for Jin, made me grit my teeth with hatred, and also feel the resentment of loving someone I couldn't have...
Whether in my past life or this one, I have never received his love, so I have always felt resentful.
He's so hateful and perverted, yet I still wanted his love... I must be seriously ill.
In an instant, I felt a deep sense of self-loathing.
I really want to get revenge on him so that he kneels down and begs for mercy; that would make me feel better.
Forget about getting revenge on him; I'm stuck in a quagmire right now and don't even know how to get out of this "scandal."
However, as soon as I got home, the "scandal" between Beichen and me had already disappeared from the trending topics. Shengshi's public relations department issued a solemn statement, saying that this was a pure rumor and that the picture was photoshopped by someone with dirty intentions. They have already reported the matter to the police.
"Mom, is this okay? The photos are all real... I asked Fu Yanshen, and he didn't do it."
When I got home, my mother was standing in front of the Buddhist shrine, devoutly burning incense and praying for Guanyin's blessing.
"Qiaoqiao, money makes the world go round. As long as this isn't Fu Yanshen or someone deliberately targeting our family, things will be much easier... Goddess Guanyin, please bless us." My mother said to me, then prayed to the benevolent-looking Guanyin Bodhisattva carved from Hetian jade.
What she meant was that as long as no one was deliberately targeting us, and as long as enough money was spent, even black could be turned into white.
I also hope that this kind of "scandal" can be suppressed with money, otherwise it's too disgusting.
"Qiaoqiao, look! The Bodhisattva has appeared! The city police station has issued a blue notice to dispel our rumors!"
I had just reached the top of the stairs when my mother called me back.
I opened Weibo, and sure enough, an official public security account helped us refute the rumors. They also said that, according to the technology department, the photo was photoshopped, and reminded netizens not to believe or spread rumors.
"Mom, did Dad pull some strings? How come the police are helping us too?" I asked in surprise.
"It shouldn't be. Your dad warned Beichen before he left this morning that if he doesn't handle this matter well, he won't have a place in Shengshi in the future," Mom analyzed. "I haven't even helped Beichen get this connection."
"Whose relationship could it be..." I muttered to myself, could it be Song Sinan?
"It's all thanks to the Bodhisattva!" Mom beamed, then went to the Guanyin statue again. "I burn so much incense and donate so much money to the temple every year, how could the Bodhisattva not care about my family?"
She clasped her hands together and looked at the Bodhisattva.
I:"……"
I didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Qiaoqiao, you and Beichen... it's better if you go out less often in the future, so you don't get gossiped about by those boring people!"
My mother looked at me, her expression turning serious, as if to remind me.
Even without her reminder, I would keep my distance from Beichen.
Although he was drunk this time, Beichen is too dependent on me. He holds my hand and hugs me in private. If someone with ulterior motives takes a picture of this, they will make a big fuss about it.
I promised my mother that I would move back to my own large apartment that very day in order to avoid Beichen.
With the intervention of the public security authorities, the public outcry was quickly silenced, and several marketing accounts issued apologies, thus calming the matter down.
Shengshi's stock price did not fall.
...
In the middle of the night, I was awakened by a nightmare again, and I couldn't fall back asleep.
I picked up my phone and coordinated the upcoming announcements with Makino's assistant. I should get busy and do my best to contribute to the company in the future.
[Sheng siblings embroiled in another incest scandal; bedroom photos exposed]
As soon as I picked up my phone, the banner headline on the screen caught my full attention.
I quickly clicked on it.
Photos allegedly showing Sheng Qiaoqiao and Sheng Beichen, siblings from the Shengshi Group, in bed have been leaked. The siblings were previously embroiled in an incest scandal.
...
I skimmed through the news content, and then there was a large photograph.
To be precise, it's a bedroom photo.
I recognized the male protagonist in the photo at a glance: Sheng Beichen.
He was lying on the bed, his bare arm around a girl I recognized.
At first glance, I thought it was me.
But how could I possibly take such a photo with Beichen?
A pearly white silk quilt covered the girl's body below her nose. She nestled in Bei Chen's arms, her spirited brows framed by a pair of captivating, story-filled eyes, her gaze alluring and seductive.
Her cheeks were flushed, and a few damp strands of hair clung to her cheeks.
Even through the screen, I could feel the explicitness and ambiguity between the two.
In the photo, Bei Chen doesn't look cold and emotionless as usual; his lips are upturned, tinged with a happy smile.
However, a faint sadness and melancholy were hidden in his eyes.
The man is Sheng Beichen, and the woman is Sheng Qiaoqiao. I've compared their photos, and they look exactly alike.
Let's see how they wash it this time. Is the photo photoshopped again?
[Hopefully, an expert can authenticate the photo this time.]
This isn't the first time; there's no smoke without fire. Those siblings must be in orthopedics.
This woman is not me at all.
I looked at the comments from netizens and thought to myself, annoyed.
But she really looks like him; the exposed parts are almost identical. I even thought carefully about whether I had taken such a photo with Beichen.
In an instant, I felt like I was going crazy. How could I possibly take such a rebellious photo with Beichen?
The WeChat groups for second-generation rich kids were also in an uproar.
Holy crap, could these siblings really have such extreme tastes?
[Playing this big?]
[Impossible, it was photoshopped last time, it'll definitely be the same this time.]
The Sheng family has been having a lot of trouble lately, one thing after another. Has their powerful backer fallen?
I think it's Sheng Qiaoqiao's ex-husband taking revenge.
I immediately dialed Beichen's number, but he was on another call, and the line was busy when I tried to call my mother.
...
It was early morning, before dawn, but my house was brightly lit.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw Beichen, dressed in a white shirt and jeans, kneeling in the middle of the living room, while his father held a discipline stick in his hand.
"What exactly happened?! Why do you and your sister have those kinds of photos?!"
The father questioned him sternly, and then slapped Beichen hard.
Bei Chen didn't utter a sound.
The mother stood to the side, her chest heaving. "Old Sheng, that, that definitely isn't Qiaoqiao!"
"Dad, it wasn't me!" I rushed forward and shouted, "These photos are photoshopped! Someone is deliberately slandering me and Beichen!"
I have never done anything so immoral with Beichen. This photo must be fake; someone is playing a prank.
I told my father with absolute certainty.
"Yes, this time it's photoshopped. I'll get the PR department to debunk it! Didn't the police help us debunk the real photos last time? Will the Bodhisattva protect us this time too..." Mom's voice was excited, and her lips were trembling as she spoke.
She looked flustered and guilty.
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