Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Bai Rong's lawyer looked at the calm and composed Lawyer Xue as if he was an idiot.

He had thought that this lawyer was powerful, but he had not expected him to be so weak.

Once today's news was exposed, Fang Mo'er's reputation would be completely ruined.

Thinking of this, Bai Rong's lawyer straightened his collar and prepared to go back to report his duty. However, before he could even take two steps, he heard a voice behind him and froze on the spot.

"What are you all talking about? I attacked Fang Mo'er because Bai Rong instigated me to do so. Furthermore, she didn't seduce my husband!

"I'm just a troll that was hired by Bai Rong. That's why I discredited her."

What?

What had he just heard?

Bai Rong's lawyer turned his head stiffly and saw Lawyer Xue smirking coldly.

D*mn it, how had this become so messed up? In the end, the blame had been placed on Bai Rong instead.

D*mn it, Bai Rong would kill him.

..

A few minutes ago, Bai Rong had received the news that a reporter had already gone in to conduct an interview.

It was believed that very soon, the shocking news would be exposed.

Bai Rong smiled in satisfaction.

At the same time, Fang Mo'er also received a message from Lawyer Xue, saying that he had successfully gotten that loyal fan to change her words.

Fang Mo'er immediately relaxed.

However, she was still monitoring the situation on Bai Rong's end.

She had just inserted a string of code into Bai Rong's phone. No matter what happened on Bai Rong's end, Fang Mo'er would know about it quickly.

Fang Mo'er had not expected Bai Rong to have people smear her as a third party on the Internet.

However, in reality, Bai Rong had been flirting with a married boss on the Internet.

Looking at their chat records, it could be seen that they had met at the Moon Gazing Pavilion reception.

It should be the financier that Bai Rong had hooked up with at the reception.

What surprised Fang Mo'er was that Bai Rong was still chatting with that person at such a late hour.

All this while, Bai Rong had been encouraging that person to help her with all kinds of publicity.

However, they had never met up since the reception.

Now that person had learned more, he said directly, "Lately, I've been planning on investing in a movie. I've seen that your acting skills in 'Thirteen Blades' are pretty good. You should come over for an audition. I'll give you the address."

After he said that, a hotel room number was sent over.

Fang Mo'er immediately narrowed her eyes. This was interesting.

As expected, Bai Rong quickly replied, "I hope your wife won't misunderstand. It's so late..."

"My wife didn't follow me on this business trip. Anyway, we're only going to be discussing the matter of working together. What's there to be afraid of?"

Bai Rong was obviously moved by his words and immediately nodded in agreement.

Ha! Fang Mo'er sneered.

When she thought about how Bai Rong had actually slandered her as a third party who had interfered in someone else's marriage, wasn't there already third-party material available now?

If she did not send this big gift back, she would be letting down the plot that Bai Rong had meticulously arranged for her.

Very quickly, Fang Mo'er edited the message and sent it out.

In the meantime, Shi Mo felt that Fang Mo'er had taken too long to wash up.

She had already stayed in the bathroom for such a long time.

Then, just as Shi Mo was about to knock on the door, he heard Fang Mo'er's laughter coming from inside.

Shi Mo was stunned. Who was she chatting with? Why was she laughing so much?

Shi Mo opened the Internet again. Mu Ye and Mu Chen had both stood up at the same time to refute the rumors about Fang Mo'er.

This meant that Fang Mo'er could not possibly have done such a thing.

Shi Mo, "..."

Fang Mo'er was about to put her phone away when she unexpectedly received a text from Mu Chen.

Mu Chen's tone was full of concern. "I believe you."

Fang Mo'er's mouth twitched. What the hell was this?

Was Mu Chen's brain damaged?

Then, just as Fang Mo'er was about to put down her phone, a new string of text messages was sent over. "Mo'er, I've lost three times in investing in stocks recently. I've mortgaged my house and car. If I don't succeed this time, I..."

When Fang Mo'er saw this, she raised her eyebrows and asked tentatively, "Then what stocks do you want to buy this time?"