Zhou Cuicui said calmly on the other end of the phone, "Fang Yu, do you know? A while ago, my father took his illegitimate son back home. He wanted that bastard to inherit all the family property."
Fang Yu didn't dare say anything. He knew that if he hadn't misled Zhou Cuicui and caused her to lose so much money, Zhou Dali wouldn't have taken his illegitimate child home so quickly.
This matter actually has something to do with him.
Zhou Cuicui smiled bitterly and continued, "A few days ago, I clearly didn't touch that bastard, but he inexplicably fainted in front of me. When he woke up, he looked at me with fear in his eyes and went straight to my dad's arms. So my dad kicked me out of the house. He thought I would kill that bastard. I'm at my wit's end, you know?"
"So you want to harm me? You've ruined your own reputation, and your father will like you even less!" Fang Yu growled.
Zhou Cuicui's voice suddenly became cheerful. "With nowhere else to turn, I thought of Zhuang Li. I ran to him and begged him to sell me the Fu Lu Shou jade so I could get back on my feet. He didn't agree, but he gave me the other six pieces of top-quality jade on credit. He said I could use them to make jewelry first and pay later when I was able.
"He said he knew what it was like to be homeless and isolated, so he was willing to help me. You see, when I was at my wit's end, he was the only one willing to help me."
Having said that, Zhou Cuicui paused for a moment, as if trying to adjust her mood, before slowly speaking, "Fang Yu, I was so stupid before. How could I get involved with idiots like you? I even helped that bastard Zhuang Yuan deal with Zhuang Li. I'm so fucking crazy! I've figured it out now. Zhuang Li and I are on the same side. He wanted to kill you, so why didn't I help? I'm already in this situation, so why would I still care about my reputation?"
She hung up the phone immediately without giving Fang Yu a chance to react.
Fang Yu sat stiffly on the toilet, helplessly watching the screen of his phone gradually go dark.
The Golden Finger System taunted, "You can kill with a borrowed knife, and so can Zhuang Li. He prepared this knife long before he was in Myanmar. I really don't know where you got the courage to treat him as an imaginary enemy. Are you in a hurry to reincarnate?"
Fang Yu: “…”
He didn't know where he got the courage from. Maybe he felt that he could control everything after being reborn.
Fang Yu covered his head, feeling like his brain was about to explode with pain. He had caused everything today! He was courting death!
Outside the bathroom, Zhuang Yuan's phone rang. Unsure of what was being said, he anxiously called out, "Brother Tang, please find a solution! How much does it cost to remove this trending search? I'll call you right away!"
Immediately afterwards, Zhuang Chongjun's cell phone rang. It must be someone who had a grudge against him.
After answering the phone, Zhuang Chongjun's angry roar was heard.
He seemed extremely disappointed and kept asking, "Xiao Yuan, how did you become like this? Why are you fooling around with men too? Did your brother lead you astray?"
Fang Yu sneered when he heard this.
Does Zhuang Yuan need Zhuang Li to lead him astray? He's already bad! If he could learn even one tenth of Zhuang Li's ability, he would have already ascended to heaven!
A moment later, the door to the private room seemed to be knocked open by someone, and the sound of high heels hitting the ground could be heard. It was Zhuang Miao. She shrieked, "Xiao Yuan, are these videos and photos real? Are they real?"
Now Fang Yu couldn't laugh anymore.
He still didn't dare to face the woman who loved him the most. Zhuang Miao's crying broke his heart. At this moment, he suddenly realized that he loved her too.
Zhuang Yuan yelled impatiently, "I'm calling my agent. What are you arguing about? Get out of here!"
There was a bang, as if a chair had fallen over.
Will Zhuang Miao fall down too?
Fang Yu couldn't sit still anymore and rushed out. Sure enough, he saw Zhuang Miao being pushed to the ground by Zhuang Yuan, knocking over a chair. He was looking at his violent brother with disbelief on his face.
He was clearly the one who did something wrong, so why can he still be so self-righteous?
When Fang Yu ran to support Zhuang Miao, Zhuang Chongjun suddenly said, "Miao Miao, go get your hair cut like your brother's. You and your brother look a lot like each other, and those photos and videos are a bit blurry. Just say Fang Yu was just being affectionate with you and it had nothing to do with your brother. On the way, buy a wig that looks exactly like your current hairstyle. That way you can explain it to the reporters when they ask you about it."
Zhuang Miao was stunned.
Fang Yu and Zhuang Yuan's eyes shone with surprise.
Yes! Zhuang Miao and Zhuang Yuan really do look alike, even their height and build are similar. As long as they had the same hairstyle and blurred the pixels, this explanation would be completely justified!
Zhuang Yuan immediately grabbed Zhuang Miao and ordered, "Come on! I'll take you to get a haircut, and then you have to hold a press conference to clarify things for me!"
The fact that a brother and sister share a boyfriend is a black mark that netizens find most unacceptable. If this black mark is whitewashed, everything else will be easy to deal with.
Men are more philandering and playful, which is actually easy to forgive. This is the natural advantage that gender brings to them. Then, as long as they hide for a while, these storms will subside.
The more Zhuang Yuan thought about it, the more excited he became. In a panic, he almost dragged Zhuang Miao across the carpet.
Fang Yu held Zhuang Miao's hand and begged, "Miao Miao, please help me!"
Zhuang Chongjun was contacting his bodyguard and had no time to take care of his daughter.
Zhuang Miao looked at her cruel and violent brother, her philandering boyfriend, and her cold and heartless father, and suddenly understood what her brother had said to her. Home is where there is love, and family members are not the same as those who love you.
After she suffered such hurt and betrayal, these so-called relatives who loved her the most did not ask her if she was in pain, nor did they give her a sincere apology. Instead, they shamelessly asked her to cut off her long hair that she had carefully grown for five years and asked her to help them block all the swords and swords.
What is she in their hearts?
Is she a daughter, a sister, or a girlfriend? If so, how could they bear to treat her like this?
Zhuang Miao looked at these people one by one, tears falling uncontrollably.
She broke free from Zhuang Yuan's hand, got up and ran out.
The three men hurried out with anxious expressions on their faces.
Zhuang Miao saw this expression, which was so ferocious. She ran to the parking lot and realized that her car keys and bag were left at the hotel. She tried to change her route and run towards the exit, but Zhuang Yuan and the other two had already caught up.
"Why are you running? Xiaoyuan is your brother, what's wrong with you helping him? Can you bear to see his career ruined? Why are you so selfish?" Zhuang Chongjun scolded harshly.
Zhuang Yuan pleaded pitifully.
Fang Yu loaded the "Sweet Talk" golden finger again and started to say nice things continuously.
Dragged into the car by three men and strapped into her seatbelt, Zhuang Miao screamed hysterically. Unable to struggle, she could only express her resentment and anger in this way.
What is selfish? She was the one whose boyfriend was stolen! She was the one who was cheated on! She was the one who gave everything only to be deserted by everyone! She is the biggest victim! Why should she cut her hair and clear her name for these perpetrators?
Why?
Under this extreme and shameless pressure, Zhuang Miao's persistence in kindness finally broke down. This was the result of always expecting the best of others!
She kept screaming and looked like a ghost with her hair disheveled.
Passing cars heard the noise and slowed down, as if to check the situation.
Zhuang Yuan quickly untied Zhuang Chongjun's tie, rolled it into a ball, and stuffed it into Zhuang Miao's mouth, urging him, "Dad, let's go to the styling studio I often go to! Hurry up!"
Zhuang Chongjun immediately started the engine.
He didn't care about his daughter's feelings. He just wanted to help his son solve the problem immediately. In his heart, his youngest son was the most important, and Zhuang Miao and Zhuang Li had to stand aside.
Looking at her father's cold back, Zhuang Miao suddenly calmed down. She realized once again that her brother was right. This family belonged only to Zhuang Chongjun and Zhuang Yuan, not to them. When their mother died, they also lost their father.
A deep regret washed over Zhuang Miao, leaving her feeling completely drained. She slowly leaned back in her chair, staring blankly at the roof.
Fang Yu said cautiously, "Miao Miao, you're not angry anymore, are you? Are you willing to help me? I'm sorry, I was wrong. Please help me! I will definitely treat you well in the future. I won't play tricks again."
Zhuang Miao turned to look at him, the tears in his pupils dissipated, and instead a wisp of black energy condensed.
She nodded slightly and closed her eyes tiredly.
She was always kind, tolerant, and open-minded, easily forgiving everyone's mistakes. So Zhuang Yuan and Fang Yu immediately relaxed their guard, helped her take the tie out of her mouth, and gently comforted her.
Their apology lacked any sincerity and was merely a ploy to gain his cooperation at the press conference. Zhuang Miao knew this all too well.
She could no longer deceive herself by saying that these people loved her.
She closed her eyes, holding back the tears that wanted to flow out.
When he arrived at the styling studio, Zhuang Chongjun personally discussed confidentiality matters with the stylist and paid a high price for it.
Zhuang Yuan and Fang Yu each found an empty room and called their agent.
Zhuang Miao was surrounded by several bodyguards, with no way to escape. If she moved even slightly, these people would look at her with extreme vigilance, as if she were a prisoner.
Zhuang Miao's heart was already bloody and almost broken.
She could only take out her phone and silently text her brother, briefly describing her situation. Holding back her tears, she typed out a line of words: [Brother, you are right, we are family.]
Zhuang Li replied: [No, you are no longer my family.]
Zhuang Miao looked at these words in astonishment, and his heart, which was already bleeding profusely, felt as if it had been pierced with pain.
"Brother, how could you say such things? Don't you want me anymore?" She couldn't hold back her tears any longer, and they fell drop by drop on the phone screen.
No, you gave up on me first. A while ago, when I was being bullied online and needed someone's support the most, where were you? Did you call me to comfort me? Did you speak up for me?
You said you were willing to forgive my sexual orientation. Do you think I'd be moved? No, I'm not moved at all. I just find it pathetic and ridiculous. I haven't done anything wrong. I don't need your forgiveness.
Think carefully about the past, and then tell me: Have you ever supported your only brother? Have you ever protected him? Have you ever stood by him, helping him fight the criticism from the outside world? Have you ever shared his heartbreak, pain, and worries?
"If you haven't done any of these things, then what right do you have to question me now? Weren't you the one who gave up your family first?"
Zhuang Li paused for a long time before writing: "Finally, I want to ask you, have you ever loved your brother? If constantly helping others to hurt him is your way of expressing love, then I just want to say: Thank you, but no thanks. Let's just not interfere."
After saying everything he needed to say, Zhuang Li threw his phone aside and ignored it.
Zhuang Miao tried hard to understand these words, and the tears locked in his eyes finally rolled down.
She was wrong! She had been so wrong all these years! How could she have hurt her own brother so deeply for those outsiders?
Every word my brother said was for her own good! He was the only person in the world who would truly consider her.
"Brother, I was wrong! I'm sorry! From now on, I'll always be on your side. I truly love you, I was just confused. I don't know what I was thinking all these years. I feel like I've been living in a dream. Brother, will you forgive me?"
After sending this message, Zhuang Miao waited with bated breath, but there was no response from the other side.
It seems that her brother is completely disappointed in her.
This was understandable. Ever since Zhuang Yuan arrived at the Zhuang family, whenever her brother and the other party had a conflict, Zhuang Miao always sided with Zhuang Yuan. She never asked the cause and effect, but only constantly asked her brother to give in or even apologize.
This was the education she received from Zhuang Chongjun - Zhuang Yuan was the youngest, and his older brothers and sisters had to give in to him.
Zhuang Miao got used to giving in, and never thought about what he would do when one day he couldn't give in anymore.
And now is such a time.
She has given in no further.
She lost her brother, her father, her boyfriend. She couldn't even keep her hair. And it was all because of Zhuang Yuan.
Zhuang Miao lowered his head and pretended to wipe away his tears, but in fact he was doing so to hide the deep hatred that suddenly filled his eyes.
She is also a person of flesh and blood, she will feel sad and suffer. When the sadness and pain reach the extreme, her heart will break and all the negative emotions will burst out.
Watching the stylist coming over and cutting off her long hair in a few clicks, she closed her eyes and suddenly had a crazy idea.
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