The sweetest in the entertainment industry

Chapter 685 Voyeurism

Gu Lanxi has never deliberately cultivated a dedicated work ethic, but she is widely recognized for it.

When people who have worked with her mention her, the most frequent keywords are "serious," "professional," and "has an exceptionally good work attitude."

She suddenly didn't go to the film set that day, and the original filming schedule was changed. Fans were very worried when they heard the news, fearing that she might have gotten hurt.

After all, she's an athletic type who loves excitement, and also a stubborn person who won't easily change her work plans even when she's sick.

Because the incident happened suddenly and there was no way to apply for a flight route in advance, and because Lu Tai's group was too large, they came by commercial air.

The paparazzi sensed something was wrong and kept an eye on Mrs. Lu. When they saw that she had indeed rushed back with her child early in the morning, they immediately published it as big news.

For a moment, the fans' hearts were in their throats!

Other people's idols are always walking the red carpet or attending commercial events, with curly hair and eyelashes, wearing pretty dresses and twirling around. My idol, on the other hand, is always out hiking and picking up trash. You can only bump into her when she's in the suburbs with her child. If she's in a good mood, she might do a mountain descent. If she's in a bad mood, she might dare to cross a river on a broken plank. Logically speaking, if you become a fan of her, your heart should be very strong.

but……

Who wouldn't be nervous about something like this?
Fortunately, just as the rumors were about to shift to the critical moment that "Gu Lanxi is seriously injured and will not live much longer," a student from F University revealed some information—Gu Lanxi's maternal grandfather had passed away. He was staying in the city and hadn't gone anywhere; he was simply keeping vigil at the funeral home.

When a close relative passes away, it's understandable that one can't focus on work and the child rushes back.

As fans breathed a sigh of relief, they couldn't help but wonder—where did this grandfather come from? They'd never heard her mention him before!
Security was tight at Gu Lanxi's place, but it couldn't withstand the large number of people coming to pay their respects and the large number of staff coming and going. In addition, this was not a closed place, and there were commercial and residential areas around the funeral home. With the power of paparazzi and obsessive fans, they could easily find a place to set up a big camera and take clear pictures of not only people, but even birds.

Soon after, photos of Gu Lanxi keeping vigil were circulated.

It's said that to look beautiful, one must wear mourning clothes. Gu Lanxi hadn't slept for a long time when the photos were taken, feeling like her soul was about to leave her body. In addition, it was nighttime, and Mrs. Lu had taken the children home. Chen Wanzhen was persuaded by her to go to the rest room, and Lu Nanting also happened to take Gu's elders to the hotel. In the empty mourning hall, only Gu Lanxi was left. The photos made her look even more broken and heartbreaking. Even passersby would not be able to help but shed a few tears of heartache when they saw them.

Gu Lanxi's photos were exposed on the first night that Professor Jiang's body lay in state at the funeral home.

The studio had already closed for the day, and the whistleblower broke the news suddenly without any prior notice or contact with Gu Lanxi to sell the photos. As a result, the photos had been circulating wildly online for more than half an hour before the trending topic was taken down.

Gu Lanxi didn't want this matter to receive too much attention, nor did she want her family to be overexposed and affect their daily lives. So, at all costs, she removed the trending topic and deleted the photos. But no one could guarantee how many people had downloaded them, or when these people would repost them.

The more she tried to hide it, the more curious people became.

At first, only her fans might have cared, but later even passersby couldn't help but click to see what was going on.

The background of the Gu family and the members of the Lu family were thoroughly investigated by netizens as early as when she got married.

Now that a grandfather has suddenly appeared, strangers online won't care about her feelings; they're only curious.

Did that woman who died tragically have any family members still alive?
Where were these people when Gu Lanxi had such a miserable childhood?

Do they really love their daughter?
If there was love, why did Gu Lanxi's mother take her own life, preferring to leave this world in that way rather than return to her parents' side to lick her wounds?
Gu Lanxi stayed up all night to keep vigil; surely it couldn't be because her maternal grandfather's family was powerful or wealthy?

Otherwise, how can one forgive such a relationship?

What exactly is the relationship between Gu Lanxi and her maternal family? Does anyone know the details?
With so many staff at the funeral home, it would be easy to find out which deceased individuals have been lying in state there these past two days with a simple check.

Not long after the news broke, Professor Jiang and his wife's identities were discovered.

Chen Wanzhen's family used to run a cotton mill, and Professor Jiang's family has been teachers since the Republic of China era. The elderly couple had a good reputation at the school, dedicating their lives to teaching and nurturing students, and making significant achievements in their respective fields. There's really nothing to criticize about them.

After some investigation, netizens ultimately attributed the tragedy to Jiang Heng's romantic obsession.

If she hadn't been so blinded by love and completely fooled by that scumbag, with her background, even if she had lived a bad life, it wouldn't have been that bad.

However, some clear-headed people attributed all the blame to Gu Weihua's scumbag behavior.

If she hadn't entrusted herself to the wrong person, even if she hadn't met a perfect man, Jiang Heng would have lived a very good life with her talent.

Do you hate us?

At two in the morning, Chen Wanzhen took a short nap and then got up again. She burned some paper money and lit an incense stick for her husband. Seeing that Gu Lanxi was unwilling to rest and was just sitting on the futon holding her phone with a blank expression, she suddenly spoke up and asked this question out of the blue.

Gu Lanxi's mind was a little slow. After thinking for a while, she finally spoke: "It wouldn't be considered hatred."

No matter how much the online buzz dies down, it can't stop the gossip.

Some people will gossip, while others, driven by an insatiable curiosity, will scrutinize everyone around her and dig up dirt on them.

Gu Lanxi was also considering this question – how should she handle her relationship with her grandmother?

If we're talking about inheritance, the elderly couple's assets are really nothing compared to hers.

If she's after feelings, then she and Chan Wan-zhen really don't have much to talk about.

It wasn't that Chen Wanzhen was bad at talking, but rather that Gu Lanxi didn't want to talk to her too much.

You know to turn when you hit a wall, and you know to nurse when your child dies.

Last night, upon receiving the news, Gu Lanxi was deeply shocked. Not wanting to cause trouble for a dying person, she rushed to the hospital to fulfill Professor Jiang's last wish.

During the day, I was busy entertaining relatives and friends who came to pay their respects, so I didn't have time to think too much.

When she had some free time in the evening, and the news had spread online, sparking heated discussions among countless people, she couldn't help but start thinking about this issue as well.

She said it wasn't hatred, nor was she lying.

"After all, we don't know each other."

That's how she's always handled it.

Just as Chen Wanzhen could contact her through the police station, she knew Jiang Heng's ID number and her hometown, so finding her maternal grandparents wouldn't be too difficult.

But she never thought of going to look for it.

I went to a wedding in the north of the city over the weekend, and afterwards spent half a day at the nearby amusement park.

When we got back in the evening, the subway was crowded and there were no empty seats, so we took the kids to a corner.

I sat on the floor with the two of them, while Juan Wang stood, looking down at the three of us.

My younger brother suddenly said, "Mom, we look like beggars!"

At that time, besides the people standing around, there were many people sitting in the back half of the carriage. A little girl wanted to sit next to us, but her mother said the floor was too dirty and wouldn't let her sit.

This is a bit tricky!
Is this a sign that she's realized how embarrassed she is, or that her self-esteem has been hurt?
I said, "Do you two know what a beggar is? 'Begging' means to ask for something. A beggar is someone who has no other job and makes a living by begging. Your mom and dad work hard, and the food you eat is bought with your mom's money, you know?"

The two continued to nod.

Then I told them very confidently, "So we are not beggars, because we don't live by begging. We were just tired and needed to sit down, so we sat down."

The two children leaned against the car wall and breathed a sigh of relief, then casually shifted their sitting positions: "Mom, it's so nice to sit here!"

I breathed a sigh of relief: "Who says otherwise?"

But I think people should have requirements for their quality of life.

I said, "The floor is nice, but my butt gets numb after sitting on it for a long time. If Dad could deform, I'd like him to become a sofa so we can sit on something softer."

The two children were very excited and started to let their imaginations run wild. Juanwang also started to dream about airplanes, tanks, and cars, but in the end he realized that he could only come up with a human-powered tricycle because he didn't know how to make anything else.

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