Tang Yehuai sat in the dim sunset. It was 6:30 in the morning, and the sky was dark and gloomy, so you could only see the outline of his profile.
"How is it?" Fu Hange asked.
He turned away from the light.
He turned on his computer, bought a marketing account, received a photo, and posted it according to his edited text.
The content states: "There are hidden details to the incident of artist Fu Hange's secret meeting with a director five years ago. The original photos have been processed and restored, and it has been confirmed that they are not authentic and are indeed fake."
The posting time shows it was published half an hour ago.
The internet exploded again, and even Li Mingzhe saw it and rushed over to send a private message asking, "Is it true? Does that mean you're innocent?"
Fu Hange sat down in front of the computer.
She couldn't help but roll her eyes when she saw the message: "Duh! Seeing is not believing, understand?"
Li Mingzhe sent her a thumbs-up emoji.
Tang Yehuai's face darkened: "Is this how you treat me after I tried to clear your name?"
Look, look, someone's started again.
Fu Hange found it really funny, and got up to plant kisses on his face: "Let me check the comments first."
Before Tang Yehuai could even catch his breath, he felt a tingling sensation on his face, where the girl's touch had just left a warm feeling.
Damn, why does it taste so sweet?
And Fu Hange on the computer—
The comments section stirred up another wave of controversy.
"Are you sure? Is this revelation true? Does this mean we've been wrongly accusing Fu Hange all along? She's been the victim all along?"
"Not necessarily. The fact that they're still trying to cover it up after all this time might just be a last-ditch effort."
"But that photo was really realistic back then. Even if we were told now that it was photoshopped, we wouldn't understand."
Others chimed in, "Yeah, that incident was already confirmed back then, who would believe it now that it's being exposed?"
Some were skeptical, while others didn't believe it at all.
Fu Hange was somewhat disappointed.
Unexpectedly, Li Mingzhe suddenly appeared under this marketing account's comment section.
Commenting on a verified Weibo account: "I believe it."
Those bright red characters made it seem as if he was afraid others wouldn't know who he was.
This trending topic went from "boiling" to "exploding" within minutes.
Weibo crashed several times.
Fu Hange was dumbfounded. Someone she had only known for a few days and had only worked with once had actually done this.
Publicly commenting in her defense is not without consequences; at best, it could result in losing followers, and at worst, it could lead to complete disgrace.
She's already someone everyone avoids, so Li Mingzhe has no need to do this.
Fu Hange thought for a moment, then replied to him in a private message: "Forget it, just delete it. It won't do you any good."
There was a minute of silence on the other end before a message came: "I was hesitant at first, but since you said that, it proves that what I did was right."
"..."
Okay, this person successfully left her speechless.
The comments were almost wildly enthusiastic.
"Even my brother clarified things for her... Did we really misunderstand Fu Hange?"
"Yes, I didn't believe it at first, but the way my brother helped her makes me think she might be a good person. What if she really was framed?"
"Sigh... I'm completely baffled too, but since my brother says he believes her, I'll reluctantly believe her too!"
Thank goodness, Li Mingzhe wasn't implicated; his fans are still rational.
However, not long after, Wang Yuanyang's die-hard fans suddenly appeared.
"Have you all forgotten about how she cheated on me with that handsome guy?"
One sentence reignited Fu Hange's anger, which had subsided.
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