Caught off guard, Jiang Hanguang was pinned down by Cheng Ying. The Alpha glared at her with a wanton, annoyed smile. Her face instantly turned red, but she wasn’t willing to surrender just like that.
Perhaps the impression left by the touchy-feely Cheng Ying was too deep, so much so that it was hard for her to feel that kind of fear toward an Alpha when looking at the current Cheng Ying.
It was like a rabbit that had seen a wolf on the verge of death, begging for its help; it would be difficult to feel any sense of awe for this natural enemy anymore.
Especially when she was certain the other party wouldn’t truly force her.
But as for shyness, she was still shy. After all, even if Miss Jiang’s skin were ten times thicker, it would be less than one ten-thousandth of Boss Cheng’s.
She covered her face with the blanket, revealing only a pair of bright, blinking eyes, and retorted in a tiny voice, “You think I didn’t see…”
Before she could finish, she was too shy to continue speaking. So the blanket moved up, and the woman’s beautiful face disappeared completely.
Cheng Ying: “…”
This was just unbearable.
Boss Cheng mentally calculated how long it would take to pick up the pieces of her shattered image in the woman’s eyes. In the end, she came up with only three words—hopes were slim.
She now hated the so-called Alpha biological instincts even more.
This damned susceptible period.
She sighed mournfully, silently stood up, said, “I’m going to take a shower,” and fled in disarray, hitching up her pants.
Jiang Hanguang quietly peeked her head out from under the blanket, glanced at the Alpha’s dejected back, and couldn’t help but laugh.
During Cheng Ying and Jiang Hanguang’s flirtatious banter, Cheng Mantou had maintained the fine decorum of an onlooker and hadn’t made a sound to disturb them. Only when Cheng Ying entered the bathroom did it immediately and eagerly come over to gossip.
“What’s the situation? What did you do to the great beauty? You look like she has something on you.”
If only I had really done something to her.
Cheng Ying grumbled silently in her heart but had no intention of satisfying Cheng Mantou’s curiosity.
She had no doubt that if she laid everything bare now, this artificial intelligence would laugh her to death.
“Let’s not talk about that,” she changed the subject. “You woke me up in such a hurry. What’s wrong?”
Cheng Mantou was, after all, simple. Being told this, it immediately recalled why it had been so anxious before.
It angrily reported the current situation, “Right now, everyone online is calling you a scummy Alpha who loves them and leaves them.”
“Oh.”
Cheng Ying responded without much care. Her reputation was already terrible; another layer of frost wouldn’t make a difference.
“That’s not the point. Your reputation is beyond saving anyway,” Cheng Mantou obviously thought so too, and continued, “The problem is, they’re also calling the great beauty a homewrecker who schemed her way up. It’s already trended to number three on the hot search.”
“What?”
Cheng Ying frowned. The information about Jiang Hanguang being a homewrecker who schemed her way up was somewhat difficult for her to comprehend.
Although on the way back from the river, she had already considered that Jiang Hanguang’s actions would inevitably stir up a storm online and that some crazed Lang Wenxing fans would surely attack, she had also judged that it would be a minor skirmish at most. After all, people have eyes and wouldn’t just believe their baseless slander.
But to reach number three on the hot search, it definitely wasn’t something that could be achieved by the power of fans alone. A considerable number of onlookers must have gotten involved.
Cheng Mantou didn’t waste words and directly transmitted the data and comments scraped from the internet into Cheng Ying’s brain.
The public opinion had now evolved from initial groundless speculation to so-called solid evidence.
Comment 1: I’ve disliked Jiang Hanguang for a long time. She always acts so high and mighty. She must be so proud of herself for stringing people along like that, right? In the end, she’s just a piece of trash that was kicked out.
Comment 2: I have a friend who used to work on the set of 《White Robe》. I heard him say that Jiang Hanguang used to act like an innocent little flower toward Lang Wenxing on set. Now that she’s found someone better, she’s cast him aside like a worn-out shoe. What a heartless woman.
Comment 3: She was with Feng Nan for so long without any incidents. The sudden divorce must be because she was caught doing something bad, right?
Comment 4: I said it before, none of these people who marry into rich families under dubious circumstances are any good. In the end, it’s all about the money.
Comment 5: That’s why I say she and Cheng Ying are a broken pot with a broken lid, a match made in heaven.
As Cheng Ying read, she couldn’t help but start to laugh, revealing a row of gleaming white teeth that looked a bit scary.
How had she never realized before that there were so many idiots in this world who just follow the crowd?
She didn’t even need to look at the statistical data sent by Cheng Mantou to know that someone was fanning the flames from behind the scenes. Otherwise, public opinion couldn’t have shifted so quickly.
Seeing her silence, Cheng Mantou urged, “Hurry up and come up with a plan. I was going to suppress the hot search directly, but given the current situation, the more you suppress it, the more you’ll provoke their rebellious mentality.”
Cheng Ying thought for a moment and realized with annoyance that she really didn’t have any way to counterattack and win in one move.
The main issue was that the other party was targeting something that didn’t exist in the first place, and they were using the most despicable yet effective method of slut-shaming. If you tried to fight them on this, you’d be playing right into their hands, and the only result would be making the matter even bigger.
Moreover, the tide of public opinion had already formed. Even if she released a hundred pieces of negative material about Lang Wenxing now, the dirty water splashed on Jiang Hanguang couldn’t be washed away.
Cheng Ying pressed her lips together, suddenly regretting her impulsiveness.
She really shouldn’t have let Jiang Hanguang’s offered kiss go to her head. If she had struck first before Lang Wenxing’s team made a move, she wouldn’t be in such a passive position.
If this were in the past, Cheng Ying would have unhesitatingly counterattacked first, at least to beat back the enemy. As for the dirt thrown on the artist, it would eventually be washed clean by time. Even if it couldn’t be cleaned, being infamous was still a form of fame.
But when it came to Jiang Hanguang, her first thought was how to extricate her cleanly. However, under the current circumstances, that was almost impossible. So she just furrowed her brow, thinking rapidly, and didn’t respond to Cheng Mantou.
“Eh?” Cheng Mantou suddenly exclaimed in surprise. “Ying, Miss Xu posted on Flying Pigeon?”
“Hm?” Cheng Ying, who was thinking of a countermeasure, didn’t react for a moment, so Cheng Mantou directly sent over a screenshot.
Xu Ning: Suddenly a lot of people are @ing me, and I was wondering what was going on. I’m clarifying here: I am not in a romantic relationship with Miss Cheng Ying. The termination of my contract was due to some personal issues of mine and has nothing to do with Miss Cheng Ying or Miss Jiang Hanguang. I’m doing well now, so fellow netizens, there’s no need to feel indignant on my behalf. Also, to prevent you from saying I’ve been bought off or forced, I’ll just say this: Boss Cheng does indeed indulge in wine, women, wealth, and wrath. I don’t think she’s a good person, but she’s definitely not at the level of being wicked and evil. I am still very grateful for everything she did for me as my agent. Lastly, regarding Miss Jiang Hanguang, she is truly one of the few people I’ve met who can be called a good person. Although I don’t know how these rumors started, I, on my own behalf, support her. That’s all.
Cheng Ying: “…”
Cheng Mantou: “Ying, what’s wrong?”
The Alpha, whose expression had been grave, suddenly showed a smile that was a mix of surprise and bewilderment. “I was just thinking, so there really is such a thing as good deeds being rewarded in this world, huh?”
She seemed to be muttering to herself and didn’t wait for Cheng Mantou’s reply before her expression returned to being emotionless. “Boost the popularity of this Flying Pigeon post. Use this opportunity to guide the public and make them understand that none of those so-called statements have any real evidence. Someone is using despicable methods like slut-shaming to suppress Jiang Hanguang, and they’ve been used as a weapon. As for who used them,” she sneered, “bring up that post about Lang Wenxing harassing someone again. Make them remember it.”
“Understood!”
Cheng Ying seized this perfect opportunity to counterattack. Coupled with Cheng Mantou’s bug-like information manipulation abilities, public opinion quickly reversed once again. The fans’ baseless slander was naturally no match for the testimony of the person involved. Xu Ning’s fans, who had been holding in their anger because their idol was dragged into this for no reason, had refrained from acting because the target of the attack wasn’t them. Now, seeing their idol take a stand, they immediately rolled up their sleeves and joined the fray, fighting against Lang Wenxing’s fans alongside Jiang Hanguang’s fans.
With the two fanbases joining forces, they just barely managed to withstand the assault from Lang Wenxing’s fans. At the same time, the post about Lang Wenxing harassing someone else once again climbed the hot search list. This time, it even thoughtfully included the hashtag #OnHowASelf-ImportantMan-ChildIsRaised#. Attacked from both front and back, the fans had to divert a large portion of their energy to whitewash their idol, and for a time, they were beaten down into a ditch of public opinion by the other two fanbases.
Rui Cha naturally had no intention of sitting back and waiting for death. He immediately ordered his team to start steering the narrative, trying to lead public opinion back to Jiang Hanguang. But he soon discovered that his previously foolproof methods were now completely ineffective. No matter how many attacks he organized, they were always blocked by a more ferocious assault before they could even be launched. It was as if an invisible giant hand was in the shadows, casually swatting his weapons into dust, rendering them completely harmless.
This man, who always remained calm on the surface no matter how much turmoil was in his heart, finally revealed a look of bewilderment.
He suddenly had a premonition that attacking Jiang Hanguang was an incredibly foolish act. He had provoked an opponent he couldn’t afford to offend.
But it was too late for regrets now; the situation was completely out of control. By the time Cheng Ying strolled over to the riverbank, Jiang Hanguang had once again emerged unscathed. Not only that, she had also won the guilt of many fence-sitters who had swayed with the wind during this storm. Those people were now under the hot search topic, cursing Lang Wenxing’s team for being inhuman while wailing that they would never again listen to slander.
And Lang Wenxing was once again nailed to the hot search list in a not-so-dignified manner.
The words man-child, smug guy, and harasser would accompany him for a very, very long time.
Rui Cha put down his phone, his face ashen, and looked at Cheng Ying, who had asked for her phone back from Zhang Zeyun and was now casually fiddling with it.
The other party suddenly looked up and gave him a faint, cold smile.
A chill ran down his spine, and he quickly lowered his head.
At the same time.
On the set of a new film, Xu Ning casually swiped through her phone a couple of times, then tossed it aside, closing her eyes and letting the makeup artist work on her face.
Her new agent was a man who had an excess of caution but a lack of courage, and he was currently nagging beside her.
“Why did you have to get involved in this? It had nothing to do with us.”
Xu Ning ignored him and recited two lines of a poem to herself.
“‘You toss me a peach, and I repay you with fine jade.'”
At the Jiang residence, Jiang Xinyue pointed at the two people kissing on the screen and asked her grim-faced father, “Is this my sister’s new sponsor?”
“Disgraceful beast!”
Father Jiang snorted coldly, slammed his hand on the table, and stormed off with a flick of his sleeves.
Jiang Xinyue didn’t have her father’s temper. She just glanced at Cheng Ying’s face on the screen again and chuckled lightly.
“Although not as rich as the last one, she’s not entirely without merit, is she?”
In the New District, in a top-tier villa, Bai Ruo was staring at the screen in a daze when the Alpha beneath her pulled her down.
“Little baby, you’re thinking about your ex while you’re doing it with me?”
She heard the dissatisfaction in her husband’s voice, gave an appeasing smile, and said casually, “How could I? I was just thinking, there are actually Omegas who would like an Alpha who can’t perform.”
“Hahahaha, if an Alpha can’t perform, what’s the difference between them and an Omega?”
The man looked at the two faces on the screen and licked his lips. “That Jiang Hanguang is quite good-looking. It’s a pity she’ll never get a taste of an Alpha in her life.”
Bai Ruo twisted his ear. “You want to let her have a taste?”
The man groaned, “Don’t worry, I’ll definitely let you eat your fill first.”
With that, he rolled over and started moving again.
Bai Ruo complied with him, a mocking smile playing on her lips.
It was unclear whether she was laughing at herself or at others.
The Feng residence, Yuxi Mountain Villa.
Feng Nan grabbed a teacup from the coffee table and smashed it heavily against the screen not far away.
The Omega beneath him was startled by his rough movement, and her mouth stopped moving.
Feng Nan grabbed her by the hair. “Who told you to stop, you bitch!”
After saying that, he threw her toward the nearby coffee table.
The Omega seemed to be very used to being treated this way. She tried her best to curl up, taking the blow with her back. She let out a low, muffled grunt, then hurriedly knelt on the ground, not daring to move again.
Feng Nan sat on the sofa, panting for a moment, then suddenly revealed a cruel smile.
He leaned down, grabbed the Omega’s hair, and forced her to look at him.
The Omega had a very beautiful face. Even now, though her face was full of terror and had several bruises, she still looked pitifully beautiful.
If the audience of 《Little Little Farm》 saw this face, they would surely have a sense of déjà vu.
She bore a fifty percent resemblance to Jiang Hanguang.
But in the end, it was just a resemblance, far from being able to compare.
So Feng Nan was even more dissatisfied. Whenever he thought of that clever woman who had slipped through his fingers like a nimble fish, he would hate her so much his teeth itched.
He mockingly asked the Omega whose hair he was pulling, “Do you hate me?”
The Omega, ignoring the sharp pain of her hair being pulled, shook her head vigorously, afraid he would strike again.
Feng Nan smiled and patted her face. “So obedient.”
Then he mercilessly dragged the woman and forced her to look at the screen, which was so shattered its original appearance was unrecognizable.
“You should hate her, you know?”
“All of this was originally meant for her. It’s a pity that not only is she prettier than you, she’s also smarter than you.”
“She ran away, so you’re the only one left to take it.”
The Omega stared blankly at the colorful, glitching screen.
Feng Nan was very dissatisfied with her reaction and kicked her in the back. “I’m talking to you!”
The Omega cried out in pain and said, trembling, “I know, I know.”
Feng Nan smiled again. He leaned close to her ear and said softly, “What do you know?”
The Omega immediately shouted, “I hate Jiang Hanguang! I hate her!”
“Hahahahaha! Yes, you hate her! I hate her too!” Feng Nan laughed with great pleasure. He enjoyed the thrill of this abuse; it made him feel like an Alpha again.
He lazily sat back on the sofa and pointed to his lap.
“Continue.”
The Omega, as if granted a reprieve, immediately crawled over on her knees and resumed her unfinished work.
Feng Nan squinted his eyes in enjoyment, stroking her head as if caressing her.
“In a couple of days, I’ll let you meet her. Her expression will surely be interesting when she finds out what you’ve been through.”
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