"Ding-dong--"
The next morning, Lu Mufei sent a text message.
A few days ago, Gu Sang had asked Lu Mufei for a favor, to contact the girl in jeans who had helped call the police.
Any help without conditions should not be ignored, and Gu Sang had been thinking about it all along. She had to meet the girl in person and thank her.
"I don't know what she likes, so let's go for something cliché, like a pure gold bracelet. If she doesn't like it, she can exchange it for something she does like."
"Yeah, something cliché is good. Let's go with this 13-gram one."
First, Gu Sang went to a gold shop and picked out a reasonably priced bracelet and an exquisite gift box. Then she took a taxi to the coffee shop they had arranged to meet at.
When she arrived at the coffee shop, the girl in jeans had already been waiting inside.
Gu Sang walked over in a friendly manner with the gift and sat across from the girl, saying, "Hello, sister. I'm Gu Sang."
The girl smiled a little awkwardly, "Hello, hello, I'm glad to see you safe and sound."
Gu Sang handed the gift box to the girl gracefully, "Thank you for believing me and calling the police."
"This gift can't fully express my gratitude, but I've always hoped that good deeds would be rewarded. Consider it a small token of my appreciation."
When the girl saw that Gu Sang had prepared a gift, she was a little surprised and grateful.
It's good that I called the police!
What a kind and virtuous beauty, so excellent and grateful. But the girl still pushed the gift back and shook her head, "I can't accept this gift."
"If you really want to give it, it's not for me. The person who really helped you was my best friend Lin Lin. She was the one who told me to call the police for you."
"At that time, I was very conflicted and uncertain."
"It was Lin Lin who firmly said you weren't a mistress and pleaded with me to help you!"
Gu Sang pushed the gift back into the girl's hands and said earnestly, "There's no reason to take back a gift that has been given. This is just a token of my appreciation."
"And about your best friend Lin Lin, I'd like to thank her in person. Can you help me arrange a meeting?"
After Gu Sang's sincere words of gratitude, the girl in jeans couldn't refuse anymore, so she accepted the gift.
The girl lowered her head and sent Lin Lin a WeChat message. Soon, she got a reply: "Lin Lin says it's okay. Can we meet tomorrow afternoon?"
After confirming the meeting time.
Gu Sang and the girl in jeans chatted for a while before leaving.
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Around 6 p.m. that evening.
An article written by the author 'Internet Justice' was instantly shared at a rate of thousands of likes per minute, shooting straight to the top of the internet hot searches!
In just a few short hours!
It firmly held the top three spots on the hot search list!
Title: #The viral video of catching a mistress turned out to be a publicity stunt for a new drama? Are netizens too gullible these days, or are marketing accounts just heartlessly unscrupulous?#
Title: #How a short drama's internet celebrity became the Third Female Lead for a major director's movie? Was it a physical exchange, or a moral downfall?#
The author analyzed this incident with an extremely sharp pen.
The article included images and text, featuring photos of President Tang, Gu Sang, and others.
Netizens were left dumbfounded.
Seeking a rich only child: "Did anyone else notice that the woman is just the Third Female Lead in the drama? If it's a publicity stunt, shouldn't it be for the Female Lead? For such a big fuss to be made over the Third Female Lead, I don't believe she doesn't have some relationship with the wealthy producer behind the scenes."
Big Bao Bao: "This Third Female Lead isn't even that pretty. I'm prettier than her. Is this the standard for the entertainment industry these days?"
9-to-9 Corporate Slave: "Show us a photo then, judging by your username, you must be a real beauty (lewd emoji)"
Lone Warrior: "Just from her facial features, this woman is a total flirt. She's clearly a promiscuous slut. Boycott bad dramas, starting with me. Kick this mistress out of the entertainment industry!"
My Fate is My Own: "The information must be false. I heard this woman was actually trafficked as a mistress and only recently rescued from the mountains where she was defiled. Tsk tsk."
".......
The online violence struck like lightning!
No one thinks they're the killer; they all think they're upholding justice. But what is justice, really?
Slander, rumors, defamation, bandwagoning - even some media outlets were propagating false information, all for traffic and heat!
When public opinion turns one-sided, how many girls can withstand such horrific rumors?
At this moment, Gu Sang was still at home cooking.
President Tang urgently called Gu Sang: "Gu Sang, don't pay attention to the online comments."
"I've arranged a press conference for 9 a.m. tomorrow morning. I'll send someone to pick you up."
"The truth will clear your name. Don't be afraid. And don't look at those comments - the truly sensible netizens rarely comment; they're just observing."
Gu Sang blinked her eyes: "...Okay."
After ending the call with President Tang.
Lu Mufei and Gu Sang's family also called to comfort her. When they learned that her mood wasn't affected, they finally breathed a sigh of relief and hung up.
Gu Sang opened her web browser, and a push notification popped up from the top.
Gu Sang read through the hot search with an expressionless face.
The comments below had formed two opposing views. Some believed it was the director creating publicity for her, and that she must have had an inappropriate deal with the famous director.
Others shouted that the publicity stunt was false, that she had actually been trafficked as a mistress that day, and her body had been subjected to inhumane tortures, defiled, and her future husband would surely look down on her, blah blah blah.
Gu Sang: "......"
Gu Sang put down her phone without a word and had a good night's sleep, completely unaffected.
The next day.
She put on her beautiful clothes and went out. The driver sent by President Tang had been waiting downstairs.
When she arrived at the press conference venue, Gu Sang started a live broadcast in ancient times.
Residents from several cities gathered under the screen, looking up to see Gu Sang facing forward, her heart strong and calm as she said, "Today, I'll show you a war without gunpowder!"
The ancient people: War?!
The residents looked at each other in bewilderment and discussed: "War! Does such a powerful nation also have to go to war? Why is the goddess so calm and smiling?"
"I feel this war is not like other wars."
"Did anyone else notice the 'without gunpowder' part? Maybe it's not the kind of war we're thinking of."
On the screen.
Gu Sang, wearing a black dress and high heels, calmly walked into the venue.
In an instant!
Various flashing lights were pointed at Lu Mufei's face for a barrage of intense photos. Reporters and cameramen wanted to swarm her, all vying for today's front page photo.
Fortunately, the bodyguards arranged by President Tang appeared in time and escorted Gu Sang to take a seat in the front.
President Tang was nowhere to be seen at the moment. Instead, the male and female leads of the drama had arrived.
"Hello."
Seeing Gu Sang sitting beside her, the Female Lead greeted Gu Sang with a warm smile.
The Female Lead had trained with Gu Sang at the training base before and admired Gu Sang's unwillingness to give up. She also thought Gu Sang disdained conforming to the rules.
But she didn't expect this simple greeting to prompt reporters to frantically ask: "Female Lead, by greeting the Third Female Lead in person, have you been warned by your financial backer in private?"
