Chapter 500: Best Friend
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Immediately after, this person posted another video. On the camera that was pulled far away, there was a painting with the same words as Xia Wanyuan. Then, this word slowly zoomed in, and one could see the edge that had been drawn below.
Li Xia: “This country has always been a country that cares about its face. Even if you beat me to death, I don’t believe that Yuan Wanxia is a little girl in her twenties and also an unpopular celebrity in the entertainment industry. There are so many masters and painters in the foreign countries who said that it’s impossible, but you still believe them. Your countrymen are really naive.”
There were many netizens in China who advocated foreign affairs and despised their country. They believed in foreign words without a doubt and had all sorts of ridicule and doubts about domestic matters.
There was a sea of criticism against Yuan Wanxia on the Internet, including many famous masters.
These haters believed in the words of the foreign masters without a doubt. Now that Li Xia was leading the way, many people echoed him in the comments.
[ That’s right. I’m dying of laughter. Don’t you know what level your country is at? You can’t wait to push your reputation to the limit every day. I’m afraid that the matter of Yuan Wanxia impersonating a young man will be exposed. Isn’t it normal to get someone to replace her now? ]
[ Your country? What trash Yin Yang person? If you have the ability, don’t use Chinese. Put down your chopsticks and curse at us. You haters really disgust me. ]
[ A foreign expert’s fart is fragrant. Get lost quickly and don’t waste China’s food. ]
There were also many foreign reporters on Weibo. They intercepted some Weibo posts that questioned Xia Wanyuan and posted them back home.
After a few rounds,
The news headlines became “China and Yuan Wanxia faked it, causing the Chinese to question it.”
The students of Qing University were about to die of anger. They only hated that they had been paying attention to cla.s.ses and watching Xia Wanyuan in cla.s.s and had not recorded the video of her cla.s.ses up close.
The internet was abuzz, but Xia Wanyuan didn’t pay attention to it. She had been busy reading all sorts of design books and the Qing University research project.
“Wanyuan, the third episode of Singer will start filming the day after tomorrow. Don’t forget, we’ll come and pick you up when the time comes.”
Only after hearing Tang Yin’s reminder did Xia Wanyuan remember that she still had the variety programme, Singer.
“Okay, got it.”
Just as she hung up Tang Yin’s call, An Rao called.
“Sister! Where are you?”
After partic.i.p.ating in the filming of the show abroad for nearly a week, she had finally returned to China. It had ended the days of eating gra.s.s and eating vegetables every day. An Rao could not wait to find someone to play with.
Flipping open her phone’s contact list, An Rao looked around. Probably only Xia Wanyuan would care about her, so she called Xia Wanyuan.
“At home. Why?”
At home? An Rao’s eyes darted around. Isn’t Xia Wanyuan’s house Jun s.h.i.+ling’s? F*ck, the home of the richest man!
“Ahem, um, have you eaten? If you haven’t eaten, I’ll treat you.” An Rao spoke halfway and seemed to be regretful. “Sigh, it’s just that the weather outside is a little hot. It’s a little… you know?”
“Come to my house.” Xia Wanyuan’s voice had a hint of a smile as she gave an address. “At the end of Xing Yuan Road.”
“Okay!!” An Rao was happy. After hanging up the phone, she got the chauffeur to change the route.
“Little ancestor, where are you going again?” The manager looked at An Rao suspiciously. “Don’t tell me you want to steal food?”
“What nonsense are you talking about?” An Rao’s eyes darted around. “I’ll look for it.”
Halfway through her sentence, An Rao recalled that Xia Wanyuan and Jun s.h.i.+ling didn’t publicize their relations.h.i.+p. She couldn’t say that she was looking for Xia Wanyuan. It would be bad if it leaked.
“Aiyah, I promise. I definitely won’t eat braised pork. I’ve already quit. Believe me.” An Rao winked at her a.s.sistant, giving him gooseb.u.mps.
When the chauffeur finally arrived at the end of Xingyuan Road,
The a.s.sistant looked at the magnificent manor in front of him. “F*ck!! An Rao, you found a sugar daddy behind my back?!”
“No, I’m looking for my good sister. I’m leaving. Go back yourself.” An Rao twisted her waist and got out of the car. She waved at her a.s.sistant, who could not stop her even if he wanted to.
The servant received the news and saw that An Rao was here, so she led her in.
An Rao was not someone who had never seen the world, but as she walked in, she was still shocked by the magnificent and luxurious manor.
In the main building, Xia Wanyuan was sitting on the carpet by the window, surrounded by a pile of books and fabric.
“Sister ~” An Rao put down her bag and walked towards Xia Wanyuan. She looked curiously at the book in Xia Wanyuan’s hand. “What are you doing?”
“Reading. Where did you just come from?” Xia Wanyuan glanced at An Rao’s dress.
“The airport.” Following Xia Wanyuan’s gaze, An Rao looked at her black gown. “d.a.m.n, it’s all because of those b * stards marketing accounts. They thought I was old-fas.h.i.+oned even when I wore a s.h.i.+rt and wrote nonsense. Later on, I dressed up beautifully wherever I went. Let’s see how they will talk nonsense.”
Xia Wanyuan glanced at An Rao speechlessly.
“Stop looking. Look, you’ve already seen so much.” An Rao sat beside Xia Wanyuan. “Sister, bring me to play games. I lost my star again.”
Xia Wanyuan put down the book. She had been reading for the entire morning and was indeed tired.
“Okay.” Xia Wanyuan nodded.
“I knew you were the best!” An Rao happily took out her phone and began her daily scamming trip.
Xia Wanyuan had a quiet personality, but An Rao’s noisy nature was actually quite interesting. Xia Wanyuan played games with An Rao for a while and ate together.
Then, she sat on the carpet and ate snacks while listening to An Rao talk about the strange gossip in the entertainment industry.
“You’re saying? Yan Ci is Fu Li’s junior brother?”
“That’s right. I also heard from others that Fu Li has done Yan Ci a great favor. They have a pretty good relations.h.i.+p.” An Rao did not know why Xia Wanyuan suddenly asked this, but she still honestly told Xia Wanyuan what she knew.
A look of understanding flashed across Xia Wanyuan’s eyes. She had never thought of why Yan Ci would act in “Moon As Frost”. Now, she knew.. It must be because of Fu Li.