If it weren’t for the cyber police making a scene, the internet was already bustling; with the netizens’ involvement, many started to tease Yinran Entertainment online and even promoted Yinran Entertainment’s official website and Yinchao’s official Weibo account.
Netizen 1: @Yinran Entertainment-Yinchao, Officer JC is asking you to explain!
Netizen 2: @Yinran Entertainment-Fu Bairan, with the character ’white’ in your name, are you the legendary white lotus? It does suit you quite well.
Netizen 3: OMG @Yinran Entertainment, I’ve just discovered a huge secret—Yinran Entertainment, ’Yin’ is Yinchao’s surname, but this ’Ran’ is rather interesting.
Let me analyze. If the gossip that beauty Vlogger Li Lulu exposed is true, that Yinchao and Fu Bairan really had an affair...
Then... this ’Ran’ surely isn’t Yuran’s ’Ran’.
I feel like I’m onto some incredible truth; what if someone takes care of me in the dark! Here’s the screenshot as proof, if I die, remember to call the police for me.
Netizen 4: Yeah, the more we talk about it, the more convincing it becomes. I agree with the guys and girls above; I was wondering if these two had no shame to such an extent, was it possible they were wrapped up together even before Yuran passed away?
Netizen 5: It’s not impossible. We need to analyze the specific situation; looking at the timeline, it all adds up. This Fu Bairan, really isn’t anything good, she looks pure and kind, a little jade at home, but turns out she’s a vixen!
There were countless comments like these from netizens who were just following the trend, letting the most impactful words ’go blank’ on the internet, a spirit that made many people wonder, why are netizens of this generation so formidable?
Without discussing what’s happening online, both Yinran and Fu Bairan were furious. Inside an apartment under Yinchao’s name, after reading the grotesque suspicions online, Fu Bairan could hardly bear to look and threw her phone away in one fell swoop.
That throw was filled with fierce clenching of teeth.
Yinran was on the phone at the balcony. Hearing the loud noise from the room, he rushed in and saw Fu Bairan hugging her knees, curled up on the bed, looking absolutely pitiful.
Yinchao casually said a couple of words to the person on the other end of the phone, hung up quickly, and went straight to Fu Bairan’s side, embracing her, "What happened?"
Fu Bairan’s eyes were brimming with tears, looking utterly forlorn, "Yinchao brother, everyone online is scolding me, we... we didn’t mean to cause harm to sister, if it weren’t for her..."
Yinchao hastily cut her off, "Ranran, there are things that we mustn’t say lightly, even if they are true, we haven’t done them, understand?"
Fu Bairan sobbed a couple of times, her eyes became redder and her expression more aggrieved. Yinchao held her in his arms, "It will pass. We’ve completely destroyed the evidence at that time; even if there’s a reinvestigation, there will be no evidence."
Fu Bairan, hidden in his embrace, shook her head, "She is, after all, my sister, I’m just, just a bit upset."
Yinchao gently stroked her hair, looking at her pitiful little face, and comforted her, "Ranran, you’re too kind. How could we be together happily if Yuran didn’t die?"
Fu Bairan didn’t know what to say for a while, she just wept.
In a corner hidden from Yinchao’s sight, the vulnerability in her eyes completely receded, and a hint of murderous intent flashed deep within her pupils.
Yuran, who was on her way to find Bo Yan, naturally knew nothing of these things. After running into Xie Cheng, she was taken directly to Bo Yan’s rest room. Fortunately, they didn’t encounter many people along the way.
Xie Cheng handed the keys to the rest room to her, "This is the key to the rest room. You hold onto it. When Bo Yan comes back, you can open the door for him. If you’re tired, go take a nap in the room. Bo Yan has scenes to shoot at the airport this afternoon, so it might take some time. You’ll have to wait a bit longer."
"Thank you, Brother Xie Cheng."
Xie Cheng looked at Yuran’s pale face, feeling a bit uncomfortable for a moment and unsure what to do. After a belated realization, as if he thought of something, he cleared his throat, "Little Yuran."
Yuran was about to turn and enter the room to rest when suddenly Xie Cheng called out to her, causing her to stop in surprise. Then, she leisurely turned around, looked at Xie Cheng, and raised an eyebrow slightly, "Brother Xie Cheng, is there something else?"
Xie Cheng was someone who extremely disliked apologizing. The last person who received an apology from him, who knows where they are now. So, looking at the person seriously sizing him up, he found himself momentarily tongue-tied, as if his mouth was sewn shut, unable to utter a word.
Yuran frowned, "If there’s nothing else, then I’ll go ahead..."
"Uh..." Caught off guard by the interruption, Yuran was taken by surprise when she suddenly heard the solemn apology, something she had not expected at all.
Her eyes widened in astonishment as she looked at Xie Cheng, just about to ask why he was apologizing, when she heard his voice again.
Xie Cheng, "Little Yuran, this apology is long overdue. Here and now, I sincerely apologize to you. I’ve harbored prejudice against you for a long time, and even after you’d changed for the better, I still threw shade at you in front of Bo Yan.
I can’t deny that I dislike you, but after spending time together these days, I feel that I, as a man, have been too petty, far less generous than you in handling things.
Bo Yan said that I am not a qualified manager, something I took great offense to. But I, Xie Cheng, pride myself on my judgment of people, and you are the first person I’ve misjudged. I don’t seek forgiveness, only hope that you’ll accept my apology."
Truthfully, Yuran didn’t care at all about Xie Cheng’s attitude towards her. It wasn’t that she was arrogant; she simply had a very indifferent nature and didn’t take things to heart. Whatever was said to her, she wouldn’t dwell on it. She and Xie Cheng weren’t close, so whether Xie Cheng liked her or not had no impact on her.
However, the fact that Xie Cheng was seriously apologizing to her was unexpected. Regardless of the reasons, she should accept it.
"Brother Xie Cheng, I’ve always felt that your attitude towards me isn’t important, because we’re not close. It’s quite normal for you not to like me."
Xie Cheng’s surprise was brief before he smiled wryly, turned away from Yuran, and waved his hand towards her, "Bo Yan was right, despite being a few years older than you, when it comes to interpersonal relations, I am not your equal."
Because of Bo Yan, not only had his career soared, but he also had high standards due to his high starting point. And precisely because of that, he had given up some things that he should have possessed.
Like politeness, kindness, love, and respect.
Thankfully, he could still learn to bend. Having gone through all this would be an asset in his life going forward, so there was no need for distress. Being able to change was growth.