"Ah, stop! You must have mistaken me for someone else."
Yu Ziling was beaten and ran away with her head in her hands. She was soon covered in the smell of rotten eggs, and her hair was wet and covered with eggshells, vegetable leaves and other garbage.
Seeing her dodge, everyone became furious. "That white lotus still won't admit it? Everyone, hurry up and attack, don't let her get away!"
"You guys, don't... don't throw them away."
Yu Ziling reeked of a foul odor. Disregarding her appearance, she ran away with disheveled hair, calling her assistant as she ran, "Xiao Zhao, what's going on? Why are so many people blocking my way all of a sudden?"
And then there's the curse they mentioned...
Yu Ziling's heart tightened suddenly. Could it be that the matter had been discovered?
She got distracted and within minutes she was overtaken by the angry fan group.
This time, instead of throwing rotten eggs, they splashed several buckets of red paint all over Yu Ziling.
"Splash..."
Yu Ziling was splashed with paint from head to toe. The paint, which contained chemicals, stuck to her face, burning her skin.
"Ouch, it hurts! Water! I need water! Let me wash myself clean!"
Yu Ziling covered her face, feeling as if her skin was being corroded by the pain.
"Hmph, if we see you using tricks again, we'll throw sulfuric acid in your face."
The group of people threw down the paint bucket, uttered those words, and left, as if they had organized themselves.
Yu Ziling, covered in trash, watched them walk away.
She reeked of paint and rotten eggs, and passersby avoided her.
Fortunately, the paint obscured her face, and no one knew that this person who smelled like a beggar was the popular star Yu Ziling.
"Ouch...it hurts."
Paint stuck to the skin is very difficult to wash off. Yu Ziling spent a long time rubbing it off before she could barely remove a little bit.
The skin on the back of his hand was now burning red.
Will I be disfigured like this?
Yu Ziling panicked and, disregarding her disheveled state, quickly called her assistant to ask her to take her to the hospital.
At the hospital.
Yu Ziling sat on the hospital bed, letting the doctor use a needle brush to clean the paint off her face and skin.
The sharp, needle-like pain quickly turned her face deathly pale.
After cleaning up, Yu Ziling called her assistant over, and without saying a word, immediately slapped her across the face.
"What exactly is going on? Why are so many people blocking my way?"
Those who threw paint on her didn't seem like fans at all; they must have been hired to deliberately harm her.
Who is it?
Yu Ziling went through the list of suspicious people in her mind several times.
Could it be Yu Guanguan again?
She knew that the woman had never had good intentions towards her.
"Tell me, who exactly tried to disfigure me?" Seeing that her assistant remained silent, Yu Ziling raised her arm again. "Who has been giving me the cold shoulder lately?"
The assistant covered his face, wanting to say, "Given your arrogant and domineering personality, you have enemies everywhere. How am I supposed to know who they are?"
But she didn't dare to speak, so she just tossed the tablet to Yu Ziling, saying, "Sister Ziling, you can see for yourself."
The internet is in an uproar.
The large title was accompanied by a photo of Yu Ziling.
"A charitable goddess? Or a two-faced hypocrite? This truly reveals the real face of Yu Ziling."
The revelation came so suddenly that even Song Minghe couldn't react in time.
First, a well-known gossip account on Weibo released a recording.
The recording documented a conversation between Yu Ziling and a sorceress, in which Yu cursed celebrities in the industry who were more famous than her to die young and be reborn in a better place, hoping that they would stop competing with her for resources and endorsements.
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