"I didn't!" she answered without thinking.
Gu Yuan swallowed.
His voice was somewhat subdued: "You didn't? But how do you explain these photos?"
Photos? Fu Hange glanced blankly at the photos, her mind a complete mess. Gu Yuan asked a series of questions she didn't understand, and she had no idea how to explain them.
What should she do to make Gu Yuan believe her?
That photo was just taken when she was drunk!
Gu Yuan stood up and brushed past Fu Hange, saying, "You've disappointed me too much."
He left quickly after saying those words, leaving Fu Hange standing there in a daze for a long time.
Fangfang, who had been standing behind Fu Hange, asked, "If there's nothing more for me here, can I leave now?"
She was somewhat timid, and her voice trembled as she spoke. Fu Hange didn't want to make things difficult for her, so she waved her away.
After she left, Fu Hange sat down in a chair and picked up the photos that Gu Yuan had thrown on the table one by one. They were all photos of her at the dinner party and of her interactions with Fu Chengyi afterward.
It's obvious she was set up.
This was a long-planned conspiracy, aimed not only at destroying Mingheng, but also at breaking up her relationship with Gu Yuan. Fu Hange supported her forehead with her hand; she had never felt so powerless before.
How can I explain this to him? Will he believe me?
Where did these photos come from, and what is their purpose?
She even had some doubts about whether the information she had heard from "Fangfang" today was true or false.
Looking back now, I do find many things suspicious.
Why could she not find someone yesterday, but was able to contact her so quickly today?
Just as she returned after learning the whole story, Gu Yuan received another message.
Who exactly is behind this?
Fu Hange stayed at Mingheng's place until very late before returning home. It was pitch black inside, so he obviously hadn't come back.
After a long day of running around, she didn't feel hungry at all, and sat in front of the French windows, lost in thought.
There was always a sense of resentment in her heart, a resentment that she had been framed like this.
She didn't want things to end like this with Gu Yuan, so she made up her mind and dialed his number.
The other party's phone is switched off.
She sighed, and the phone slipped from her ear, down her waist and thighs, finally falling limply to the ground.
I didn't sleep a wink all night.
In the early morning, Fu Hange touched up her makeup, trying her best to cover up her dark circles.
She rushed to Mingheng, hoping to explain things to Gu Yuan.
As soon as he got on the bus, he received a hurried phone call from Jiang Xiaoling.
The other person was clearly anxious: "Sister Xu, quickly look at today's news."
Fu Hange opened Weibo and found it filled with reports of Xu's framing of Mingheng. She demanded that Xu publicly apologize to Mingheng and provide compensation, or she would sue Xu.
Fu Hange's voice trembled slightly as she asked Jiang Xiaoling, "Who leaked this information?"
The other person paused for a few seconds, then said, "Gu Yuan."
The phone rolled away from her ear, and no matter how much Jiang Xiaoling yelled, Fu Hange couldn't hear her.
My eardrums felt like they had ruptured; I couldn't hear anything anymore, and my mind went completely blank. I was at a loss as to what to do next.
The world seemed to go dark from that moment on, with no light left.
Gu Yuan, do you really have to be this ruthless?
When she got off the bus, she sat there blankly, and the driver called her several times but she didn't respond because she was lost in thought. In the end, she was forcibly taken off the bus by others.
A group of reporters stood outside Mingheng, making it even more "lively" than before the incident.
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