Chapter 2: 2 Gossip Queen (2)<div>


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    Perhaps because the content was too explosive, the host barely began to re-inquire when Shang Feifei, quick-eyed and deft-handed, snatched the microphone first and responded with a smile, “Bo Yan is promoting the movie. ‘Moonlight’ is still in theaters, and his pursuit of me in the film is filled with true emotion. I also put in extra effort, so I wee everyone to contribute to the box office.”


    Bo Yan did not deny it, lifting his eyes and his lips curved into a faint smile.<div>


    His eyes were naturally peachy, and this smile, with its touch of nonchnce, seemed like an apology for the joke he had just cracked. But upon closer inspection, it also seemed like he was mocking something.


    …


    The interview was over, and it was time to enter. Everyone unconsciously nced down at their cell phones—there were two minutes left until the originally scheduled end of the red carpet event.


    The missing time was because of thatte-arriving guest.


    Everyone was crystal clear about why that person hadn’t arrived. Two days earlier, a scandal involving them had leaked on a forum and immediately set off an explosion through the entire entertainment industry.


    They had seen tough, but never anyone this brazen—as a popr actress, she had actually fought someone on the street, covering their face in blood! Had there not been an absence of actual harm, it would have been enough for the society news!


    **


    At that moment, a ck sedan silently drove in.


    In the chaos of the night, a figure approached from afar, gradually bing clearer from the haze. The figure was d in a red dress, stepping on red high heels with long wavy hair draped over the shoulders, nted eyebrows flying into the temples, and bright red lips alluring and enchanting, like a blooming red mandrake in the wilderness.


    She was arrogantly beautiful, domineeringly beautiful, mercilessly beautiful, like a poison.


    Seeing her approach, the cameras of the media present went crazy, shing at her non-stop.<div>


    No one expected her to actuallye, no one expected she’d dare to show up!


    Xia Siyu, in her high heels with her chin slightly raised, was not the least bit concerned about the gazes of those around her.


    She was famously known as the scandal queen of the entertainment industry, and the words “relying on beauty to stir trouble” seemed tailor-made for her.


    Barely debuting, she became the female lead in a major director’s big-budget production, and her subsequent roles in youth and urban films performed well at the box office. Because of her great beauty and the pure and lovely image in her films, she became an “Otaku Goddess,” “the dream of a billion men.”


    Everyone thought she would be the new generation goddess, but it wasn’t long before they were proven wrong. Someone revealed that she used to be a little gangster. She dropped out of university, uncouth in speech. DJing in nightclubs, bullying ssmates. How could someone who smoked, drank, and bleached her hair be a good girl?


    Following that, usations of acting like a diva, being unprofessional, having a foul temper, being difficult to attend to, and all sorts of bad reviews came pouring in.


    But what was most off-putting was her fierce love life. She had ripped apart scumbags and kicked her exes, and the man she had confronted on the street a few days ago was hertest romantic scandal.


    And without exception, all of her so-called romantic interests were wealthy men.


    Thus, she was branded with the hugebel “gold digger.”


    After her public image copsed, a mass fan exodus ensued. Fans turning into haters, attacks from the opposition’s side, even bystanders joining in, relentlessly giving her negative reviews, making the trending searches all about insults, nearly reducing her to aughingstock of the entire inte.


    Just like now, ever since she appeared, the barrage ofments in the live stream of the red carpet soared, though they were all insults toward her.<div>


    Xia Siyu walked the red carpet with utterposure until she reached the end and paused slightly, exchanging a nce with Bo Yan who had just finished the interview.