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âBecause she crossed my line!â I can tolerate many things, but not this, Uncle might bear it, but I canât! Iâm going to take her down.
Gu Linxi, ââ¦What on earth did Rong Weiwei do to make you so angry?â
Rong Yan didnât know how to tell her about Little Baby and Li Shengxiao. If she really got into it, things would become too complicated, especially because it involved her secret marriage bet with Li Shengxiao. Gu Linxi would definitely scold her if she knew.
âl donât know how to tell you, but she really pissed me off this time, and 1 wonât let it go easily. Xixi, help me keep an eye out for any dirt on her. If there is any, great; if not, thatâs fine too.â
âAll right, got it.â Gu Linxi, gentle by nature, could tell she didnât want to talk and didnât press her further, tactfully changing the subject, âOh right, Yan, do you know youâve got a fan club now?â
âWhat club?â Rong Yan was taken aback, not catching on.
Gu Linxi tried to suppress a laugh, her voice soft and gentle, âFan club.
Congratulations, center debut. Now that you have fans, my superstar~ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âl think your fan club president is quite something. After your press conference interview was released, Rong Weiwei bought some paid trolls to smear you again. Your fan club president exposed several typical trolls by flipping their script and even posted screenshots of their braindead posts that simultaneously praised Rong Weiwei while stepping on you. It earned Rong Weiwei another wave of backlash! And they also created a set of highly entertaining fan club admission tests that attracted a lot of attention.â Gu Linxi curiously asked her, âIs that fan club president a staff member arranged by your company?â
Rong Yan was completely baffled and clueless.
She had no idea about any fan club, let alone a fan club president, thisâ¦
Unable to grasp what Gu Linxi meant, she could only say, âMaybe itâs someone arranged by Estelle. I havenât had the chance to go online, so I donât know.â
Gu Linxi was a bit disappointed; she really wanted to join the fan club, but those test questions were too difficult, several tricky ones she couldnât even answer herself. She had thought to ask Rong Yan for a backdoor entry, but even the person herself didnât know the real identity of the fan club president, which only made her more curious about this mysterious figure.
âIâll keep an eye out for Rong Weiweiâs matters and let you know if thereâs any news.â
âOK.â The anger burning in Rong Yanâs chest subsided a little, and she was just about to thank the person on the other end of the phone, but suddenly a hand reached from behind and snatched her phone, ending the call with Gu Linxi.
âHey! My phoneâ¦â
Rong Yan didnât even have the chance to snatch it back before the towering man gave her a domineering princess carry, hoisted her sideways, and carried her directly towards a hotel room not far away.
A âbeepâ sound, and the room door was swiped open.
Rong Yan was plonked down onto the soft, large bed, and Li Shengxiaoâs deep eyes captured hers. He placed her phone on the side table, his voice dark and hoarse, âGo take a shower!â
âAlso, why didnât you change your clothes first as I told you?â
He had taken Duidui up to change into different clothes and waited for Cui Jiangjing to arrive and confirm Duiduiâs condition. Only after asking the hotel staff did he learn she hadnât followed up at all. When he turned around to look for her, he found out she had gone down to the banquet hall..