After her ninth miscarriage, she finally let her scumbag husband and her beloved get together.

After the photos were taken, the photographer showed them to Liao Zhen.

"Mr. Liao, how does it look? Would you like us to take a few more pictures?"

Liao Zhen looked at it and straightened the purple jade brocade embroidered on his lapel.

"Sorry, it's a bit crooked. Could you please reshoot it for us?"

"no problem."

The photographer went back to his original position.

Liao Zhen stood beside Xu Wantang and said in a low voice, "Keep it down. There's no need to wear your happy feelings on your face."

Xu Wantang: "..."

That sounds rather meaningful.

She quickly stopped laughing, but didn't have time to adjust her expression.

The photographer captured her in a forced, insincere smile.

Liao Zhen nodded after reading it: "Just post this one online. Thank you all for your hard work."

After saying that, she smiled at Xu Wantang and left.

Xu Wantang was still completely confused.

Before I could even think, a commotion arose around me.

"My God, is that really Sheena? With such a long scar, she can never be a dancer."

"No wonder she wears a mask. If we had such obvious scars on our faces, we wouldn't even be able to compete, let alone make a living dancing. Now she's not only dancing, but she's also won second place. Isn't this blatantly a pre-selected spot?"

Xu Chuxue flatters the powerful and praises the weak, single-mindedly crafting the persona of a perfect goddess.

So, when she develops a flaw.

Then the flaw would be magnified tenfold, a hundredfold, or even a thousandfold.

Just like now.

Xu Wantang took out her phone and opened the trending topics.

A profile picture of Xu Chuxue in a rooftop restaurant went viral online.

A thin, long scar is clearly visible on the side of her face.

This was photoshopped by someone Xu Wantang.

It's not even high-quality retouching; at most, it's just heavily edited.

These kinds of photos, which are somewhere between real and fake, generate the most buzz.

She learned this from Xu Chuxue.

For many years, Xu Chuxue has always liked to do things in a way that is both true and false, seemingly leaving flaws.

In reality, it was to lure her in.

She retaliated in kind.

As public opinion intensified, the topic of discussion shifted again.

"Why do I feel like Xena and Xu Chuxue look so alike?"

"Speaking of which, after Xu Chuxue died, Xina suddenly became famous abroad. Isn't that too much of a coincidence?"

"In that photo of her and her boyfriend, her boyfriend really looks like the third young master of the Cen family."

Subsequently, someone compared Xu Chuxue and Cen Shichuan's official announcement photo from back then with Xina and her boyfriend's official announcement photo.

While they may not be 100% identical, their outlines are about 60% similar.

Immediately afterwards, Liao Zhen posted photos of the competition.

One person commented, "I was there. The Third Young Master said he would accompany Xu Wantang to take photos, but he got a phone call and left. Before that, Xi Na had just left as well."

The internet exploded instantly, with netizens' imaginations running wild.

just now.

If Xu Chuxue wants to prove her perfection, she can only take off her mask and appear on camera without makeup.

But this would make it impossible for her to hide her identity as Xu Chuxue.

If she lets it go unchecked, then her relationship with Cen Shichuan, a married man, as Xi Na, would be considered knowingly being a mistress.

As for Cen Shichuan...

The fake, deeply affectionate persona can finally be torn off.

Don't you love each other deeply?

Then let everyone know how deeply they love each other.

Just then, Cen Shichuan sent a message.

"Work is quite troublesome, so you don't need to wait for me. Go back by yourself and don't overthink it."

Not surprising at all.

I even felt that his last few words were a bit superfluous.

Xu Wantang put away her phone and walked briskly out of the venue.

She walked to a secluded spot, found a well-lit location, and laid the trophy flat.

I took several photos in a row.

Then he opened the chat window and looked at the messages between Cen Yuan and himself, which had been stuck a few days ago.

Xu Wantang still wanted to share her joy with him.

After all, he had helped me so much.

Just as she was sending the photo, a familiar car drove past from the nearby intersection.

The car window was half open, just enough to see the people inside.

Cen Yuan and Chen Jingjing.

Xu Wantang's fingertips trembled, and she exited the chat page.

It turns out that the person sitting with Cen Yuan on the second-floor stands was Chen Jingjing.

They met as soon as they returned from their business trip, which shows that their relationship has progressed rapidly.

Xu Wantang gave a bitter smile for no apparent reason.

She was never the special one from a young age.

Don't expect someone like Cen Yuan to treat her specially.

She put down her phone, picked up the trophy, and walked to the intersection to hail a taxi.

After walking for a while, a horn sounded behind us.

A car stopped next to Xu Wantang.

The car window rolled down, revealing Ji Yan's somewhat cynical face.

"Young Madam, it's crowded today and hard to get a taxi. I'll take you home."

"No need, I'll walk up and hail a taxi myself," Xu Wantang declined softly.

The trophy was actually quite heavy, and she had been highly focused throughout the competition, so she was already exhausted.

But she felt...uncomfortable.

Especially after seeing Cen Yuan and Chen Jingjing together.

Even looking at Ji Yan felt awkward.

Looking back now, her previous manipulative seduction tactics seem like a joke.

Ji Yan braced his arm against the car window, his slender fingers pulling down his sunglasses, his fox-like eyes looking at Xu Wantang.

"Discipline Officer, what are you looking at?"

Xu Wantang took a step back.

Ji Yan tilted her head back slightly, a smile playing on her lips, and said, "Then what are you being so awkward about?"

Xu Wantang's eyes widened; she had actually been seen through!

By the time she tried to control her expression, it was too late; she could only hug the trophy and hide half her face.

I should definitely stay away from lawyers.

Ji Yan burst out laughing: "I finally know what's so funny about him... Get in the car. I'm still part of your support group today, but if there are more people around, we might get misunderstood. Either you're doomed, or I'm doomed."

Also.

Xu Wantang muttered, "How could you possibly be finished?"

In the end, she got into Ji Yan's car.

As soon as Xu Wantang fastened her seatbelt, Ji Yan took a bouquet of flowers from the back seat and handed it to her.

Startled, she instinctively pushed the flowers away.

"Discipline officer, have you misunderstood something? I have no feelings for you, I'm already married... Just let me out at the intersection."

"..."

Now it was Ji Yan's turn to be dumbfounded.

In all his years, he has been the one to reject women; no woman has ever rejected him.

She is a married woman.

He took a deep breath: "Open those big eyes wider and see what kind of flower this is!"

Xu Wantang looked down and noticed that the bouquet mainly consisted of hydrangeas and sunflowers.

Both imply a bright future.

She was embarrassed to accept the flowers: "Sorry, I misread them."

Ji Yan wasn't angry; she just found it funny and intriguing.

"You told me you were married, so you told... the same thing?"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Xu Wantang knew he was referring to Cen Yuan, but she could only pretend not to know.

After all, she already has someone she likes.

Ji Yan clicked his tongue, not asking further, but simply said curiously, "Hey, I'm just wondering, is the young mistress so confident that my sending flowers meant that kind of thing?"

Xu Wantang touched the sunflower and casually said, "I used to receive too many during holidays, so I got used to it."

Although the men who sent her flowers all had a lecherous look on their faces.

But there are indeed quite a few.

"What?" Ji Yan thought he had misheard.

Xu Wantang pointed to the flower shop they were passing by: "That flower shop, it can be filled up."

Ji Yan was surprised: "You've already received so many flowers?"

"Every single time."

"..."

Ji Yan opened his mouth to look at Xu Wantang, but seeing her smiling at the flowers, he wisely shut his mouth.

She certainly can.

The next second, the finger that had been resting on the phone screen loosened.

Voice message sent successfully.

……

Another car.

Cen Yuan held the phone to his ear and opened Ji Yan's voice chat.

But a different voice came out.

"...every time."

Below is a sarcastic message sent by Ji Yangang.

"Hahaha. Every single time."

"..."

Oh.

There are quite a lot.

The man's expression remained indifferent, but the light taps on his phone exuded an aura of unapproachability.

But some fearless individuals still charge in.

Chen Jingjing looked at him: "Second Young Master, what I'm telling you is true."

"Xu Wantang cheated on her husband."