Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“Xiaokou, don’t be anxious. I’ll contact the public relations team to formulate a strategy.”
“Don’t be anxious? How am I supposed to remain calm? Nothing happened between me and that man Yang, alright?
“He was attacking me, pressing his hands all over me! But now I’m the one taking the fall for this! But that’s not even the main point! What is Grandpa Gu going to think of me if he sees this news?”
Liang Doukou became increasingly angry as she spoke and eventually she resorted to blaming Zhou Jing. “This is all your fault. I told you I didn’t want to meet that man and yet you insisted that I go! See what you’ve done now?”
“Zhou Jing, let me tell you this: If you don’t come up with a solution for this scandal, I will terminate my contract with you immediately!”
Gnashing her teeth, Liang Doukou spat out these harsh words and then curtly ended the call without waiting for Zhou Jing to reply.
Within a minute, Zhou Jing sent her a text message.
“Xiaokou, don’t be angry. This incident is just an accident. I guarantee you that I will resolve this matter appropriately.”
“Xiaokou, take a good rest and don’t think about anything. Wait for my news.”
Take a good rest? Is she going to take a good rest and not think about anything?
Liang Doukou smashed her phone hard onto the table before looking over at the laptop screen.
She knew that many people would be tearing her down today, and not reading the vitriol would be the best way to avoid sinking into depression. Her hands, however, had a mind of their own. Scrolling across the touch screen of the laptop, she clicked open a discussion forum.
Within 10 seconds, more than a hundred thousand comments were posted on the article that published the exclusive.
Beyond some random advertising comments, the rest were all criticisms about Liang Doukou.
The more Liang Doukou read, the more furious she became. Eventually, her chest pounded, and her arm swooped violently, sweeping her laptop onto the floor. But the tightness in her chest only became increasingly worse. Standing up, she randomly kicked a chair and circled the bedroom, smashing whatever she could get her hands on until, at last, she was fully drained. Squatting amid the disorder, she began to wail.
…
Liang Doukou did not sleep the entire night, worrying about her predicament and urging Zhou Jing for a reply on the solution she was coming up with, but all she received were responses like “not yet” or “wait a while longer.”
By 10 in the morning, only 10 hours had passed since Zhou Jing had been working on the solution yet, to Liang Doukou, it felt like a century.
Just when Liang Doukou felt as though she was crumbling to the point beyond what she could tolerate, she received a call from Zhou Jing.
Clearly Zhou Jing had not managed to rest that night either, as her voice was thick and hoarse. “Xiaokou, I’ve been talking with the public relations team for the entire night, and we feel that the best solution is to clarify to the public that you are not married to Gu Yusheng.”
“After clarification, the worst that could happen would be that the public will perceive you as being used in a series of unsavory incidents as a publicity stunt. You’ll be cursed for your lack of discretion, criticized for your poor taste in a man like Yang, and vilified for breaking the unspoken rules of the entertainment industry… but regardless of what they say, it will be better than being labeled as unfaithful.
“No matter how we resolve this matter, it will have an impact on you. All we can do now is minimize that impact.
“Lie low these few days. It’s never too late for you to stage a comeback after this scandal blows over.”
After a pause, Zhou Jing continued. “Of course, Xiaokou, it would be best for Gu Yusheng to announce a clarification that the two of you are not married.”
