Outside the Quan Family residence, Lin Jing was telling the gathered reporters every sensational story related to Xiaofeng, some taking shorthand notes, others photographing, and still others videotaping.
This scene bore a striking resemblance to the modern paparazzi hunting celebrity scandals, with the difference being their subject wasn’t a major star or a public figure, but her, Su Xiaofeng.
Xiaofeng thought of this with some irony.
In modern times, she hadn’t become a public figure, yet in this era, she had become the subject of everyone’s curiosity.
She wondered, if she were willing to debut now, at this very moment, and sing a couple of modern pop songs impromptu, she didn’t know whether that could make her a hit.
"Xiaofeng, aren’t you worried at all?" Chu Qing was almost beside herself with worry at her side.
Fortunately, Xiaonian wasn’t at home. If he were, seeing such a scene, he might have gone up to fight with these reporters.
Spouting nonsense, reporting recklessly, it was truly detestable.
Lin Jing indulged in the feeling of being the center of attention, surrounded by the reporters like stars crowning the moon. She added a few embellishments to her derogatory story about Xiaofeng, making Su Xiaofeng seem like an unforgivable, swindling bandit to the outsiders.
To the outside world, such a Su Xiaofeng, with such character and temperament, undoubtedly couldn’t hold the position of the Young Madam of the Gu Family.
Lin Biao’s eyes sharpened as he spotted Chu Qing and Xiaofeng not far away.
He pointed and said, "Reporter friends, look, the person involved is standing right there. If you have any questions, you could ask her in person and see if what I’m saying is true or not."
This was the Imperial Capital, miles away from Xijiang County; whether the matter was true or not, of course no one would go to verify it.
To these reporters, as long as the story was interesting, if people were willing to watch, or if people believed or disbelieved, that was enough.
As for whether it was true or not, that wasn’t their job to figure out; that was the job of the police.
Hearing Lin Jing’s words, everyone looked up and indeed saw Xiaofeng not far off.
Although the reporters had not met Su Xiaofeng before, they had published her photos. In fact, she was even more beautiful and ethereal in person than in pictures.
Put simply, the first impression she gave off was one of softness and serenity; she merely stood there, as if divine and untouchable.
Xiaofeng stood inside while the reporters remained outside.
Though not far apart, the reporters didn’t dare to rush in given the guards at the gate.
After all, this was the Quan Family residence; charging the gate was akin to having a death wish.
If they really dared to rush in, the guards could treat them as threats and were entitled to shoot at them.
These reporters were seasoned veterans in the Imperial Capital and wouldn’t be so ignorant of these facts.
Nevertheless, they were still very interested in Su Xiaofeng herself, particularly the photographers who immediately took several close-up shots of Xiaofeng.
"Miss Su, hello, may I ask if you have ever killed someone? Was that person the father of your child?" A reporter raised his microphone to his mouth, amping up his voice to ensure Xiaofeng, standing not too distant, could hear their questions.
"Xiaofeng, don’t bother with them. I’ll have the gate guards chase them away. This is the Quan Family residence, not a place for them to run wild and disregard truth and justice," Chu Qing said indignantly upon hearing the reporter’s question. Listen to these questions!
"Mom, it’s okay. This is an opportunity for me to clear my name. Let’s go, I’ll go up and meet them." Xiaofeng curled her lips, composed and radiant.
"Xiaofeng," Chu Qing looked at Xiaofeng, uncertain of her daughter’s plan, "We can’t reason with them. They only care about circulation, not whether something is true or false."
"Mom, I understand. Please believe that I can handle this," Xiaofeng said with a reassuring blink to Chu Qing.
Chu Qing nodded and took Xiaofeng’s hand, "Okay, if you want to face them, I will join you. I owe this to you; it’s only right that I face this with you now."
Had Xiaofeng not been left behind in Xijiang County, she would have had much better conditions to grow up in, and she wouldn’t have needed to face such circumstances.
So, since Xiaofeng was experiencing this, she was going to face it together with her.
"Thank you, Mom." Xiaofeng felt warmth in her heart.
She was truly grateful for her biological mother, thinking if the original owner had grown up in their presence, she would have been happy.