The woman in the photo was disheveled, her face flushed.
It was exactly how Man Wenyu had looked last night.
The internet erupted.
Criticism poured in.
"She usually looks so put together; who would have thought she could be so promiscuous behind the scenes?"
"How does Man Jingfang manage to seduce men while pretending to be so virtuous?"
"Man Jingfang should get out of the entertainment industry!"
The manager's phone buzzed incessantly.
Meanwhile, Man Wenyu took the opportunity to post a sarcastic comment on Weibo: "Sister, I told you not to hang out with those men, but you didn't listen."
"Sister, all that pretense of being a good person is just an act, isn't it?"
"Sister, how many more men do you need to satisfy yourself?"
Man Wenyu transformed into a self-righteous defender online, cursing and berating.
She even tagged me.
This led to a wave of praise from the public for her.
I quietly observed the comments from netizens.
Finally, seeing the right moment, I signaled my manager to release a statement.
A few minutes later, my manager posted on Weibo: "Jing Fang is diligently working on set," along with several photos of me at the filming location.
The online community erupted in outrage.
"Is it true that the person caught by paparazzi last night was Man Wenyu, the sister of Man Jingfang?"
"Man Jingfang is still busy filming on set."
"How shameless is Man Wenyu? She can't keep herself in check and yet slanders her sister."
"It's truly a blessing that Man Jingfang hasn't left the entertainment industry!"
The internet was filled with scorn.
Man Wenyu was too frightened to post anything on Weibo anymore.
Meanwhile, all the resources that belonged to me returned to my side.
I arranged to meet with Man Wenyu.
She sat in the café, tears streaming down her face like rain-soaked pear blossoms. "Sister, I never intended to harm you."
"It's all a misunderstanding."
I scoffed. "A misunderstanding?"
"What do you mean by posting pictures that look almost identical to mine online?"
"What do you mean by bribing paparazzi to take your own photos?"
"What do you mean by sending ambiguous posts on Weibo?"
"What do you mean by trying to drug me?"
I bombarded her with a series of questions that left her speechless.
Man Wenyu stammered, unable to find her words.
I let out a cold laugh. "Man Wenyu, don't make yourself sound so noble."
"You're nothing but a ruthless scumbag!"
At the event venue, I was backstage changing costumes when I saw Man Wenyu walk in, arm in arm with a man.
He wore a white suit and had an upright posture.
His features were handsome, with an air of heroism about him.
Those peach blossom eyes were particularly captivating.
"Sis, let me introduce you," Man Wenyu said affectionately as she linked her arm with the man's.
"This is my boyfriend, Yu Haotian."
I looked down to adjust my traditional outfit. "Oh."
Man Wenyu proudly continued, "He's the new Best Actor, you know."
"Sis, you should be quite familiar with him, right?"
I looked up at the man.
Wang Zhan!
In my previous life, he appeared before me in just this manner.
Cold and noble, gentle and refined.
As if he were an otherworldly being, untouched by the mundane.
I almost fell into his tenderness.
This time, I nearly succumbed again.
Wang Zhan parted his thin lips and said, "Man Wenyu, you can leave for now. I have something to discuss with Jing Fang."
Man Wenyu pouted in dissatisfaction. "What could you possibly say that can't be said in front of me?"
Wang Zhan cast her a faint glance. "Be obedient!"
Man Wenyu immediately nodded submissively. "Alright, you two take your time. I'll step out for a bit."
Once she left, Wang Zhan strode towards me.
He grasped my chin. "Man Jingfang, why did you break up with me?"
I looked at him indifferently. "We were never together, so how can we talk about breaking up?"
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