Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Lin Nuan was referring not only to the incident of the rumors spreading, but also ones in the future…
She didn’t know how far she and Fu Huai’an could go together, yet she was willing to give in all her effort to walk down that path with him. She was willing to trust him, and she hoped he would trust her back as well.
The worst thing to come between a couple, married or not, was distrust.
She hung up the phone and held onto it tightly. She had long lost all desire to sleep.
She felt some special emotion in her heart awaken thanks to Fu Huai’an. It made her heart race every time she thought of his handsome features, which gave her a feeling of joy and warmth in her body.
…
Miss Xia called Lin Nuan to the broadcasting building for a meeting early the next morning.
Lin Nuan knew it was most likely about the Weibo incident.
She prepared for the worst scenario—that she would be removed from the show.
Miss Xia urged Lin Nuan on the phone to wear a mask when she came outdoors in case she ran into reporters. She should refrain from expressing any opinion on the matter and simply do nothing.
Lin Nuan held a bright red umbrella in the rain and waited for a taxi at the crossway. All the taxis seemed to be taken due to the rainy weather. She glanced at her watch and decided to walk to the broadcasting building since it wasn’t that far away.
As she entered the building, she placed her umbrella in the cover case. She removed her mask, checked in with her card, and walked towards the elevator.
As she was waiting for the elevator, she felt that the looks of people around her were different from before. She recalled the posts on Weibo and put on a straight face. Yet deep down, she felt stifled.
Lin Nuan then approached Miss Xia’s office as the elevator arrived. Her colleagues from the morning news department stood clustered together. They were organizing their desks and gossiping about Lin Nuan at the same time.
As they saw her come in, a few colleagues threw each other a glance and stopped talking as they looked down and continued doing their jobs.
Even if Lin Nuan had no idea what they were talking about, the awkward reaction made it evident.
Lin Nuan knew all too well—she had been through it in school before.
“Lin Nuan!” Yang Yuze waved towards her as he came out of Miss Xia’s office.
Lin Nuan walked towards her office door, and he opened the glass door for her. He said to her in a lowered voice, “Don’t bother with them—they’re just bored and bratty!”
She smiled at him stiffly and entered the office. She greeted Miss Xia, who was smoking at her table.
“Did you find someone to delete the posts online?” Miss Xia’s tone sounded upset and harsh. She continued, “Did I not tell you to take the whole thing lightly and do nothing about it? What were you doing twenty minutes ago?”
Lin Nuan was already in a bad mood before Miss Xia poured the cold water over her. She replied with an upset look, “I didn’t do anything. I kept silent since last evening, all the way to now.”
“See for yourself!” Miss Xia slammed her laptop in front of Lin Nuan. If it weren’t for Yang Yuze’s instant save, the laptop would have slipped right off the table.
Yang Yuze tried to pacify Miss Xia and passed the laptop to LIn Nuan.
On the Weibo page, the post named “The unspeakable truth of the manipulative host” was deleted. All of the repost pages simply read: This post has been deleted.