Crushing Scum in the Spotlight

The screen showed “Collaborator,” and when she answered, the other party cut straight to the chase: “I’ll help you solve this. Don’t talk nonsense in the future.”

Yesterday, she had written on the blank page to not interfere with her career and to provide help and resources in the entertainment industry when she needed it.

It seemed the other party thought she needed help now.

She laughed softly, her fingers typing continuously on the tablet, “How will you solve it?”

“Redirect the focus to the editing. You just need to post a Weibo clarification.”

This was the most common and effective solution – creating her as a victim, confusing public perception, and waiting for the matter to blow over.

However, Lin Xiaoman put away her smile. She had discovered a serious problem: he didn’t trust her.

“Do you think it’s the editor’s fault?” she suddenly asked.

“It’s not important.”

“Or do you think I’m too stupid to be caught?”

“I told you, it’s not important.” The voice from the other end of the phone was cold and emotionless, “I don’t care about the truth. My duty is to maintain your image and ensure your smooth promotion.”

“This is important,” Lin Xiaoman said seriously. “I can clearly tell you that in this matter, I am the victim, and the editor is just being used.”

“So?” Ji Zhixian was indifferent.

“So I want to expose the people behind this. I absolutely won’t let it slide. If anyone goes after me, I will definitely fight back.”

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, had always been her principle. She was not someone who would swallow her grievances; she would never be afraid.

“This is not a child’s playground,” Ji Zhixian’s voice grew even colder. “You need to understand that your existence is an obstacle to others. So many people want to go after you, can you handle it? Moreover, this might just be a publicity stunt by the program team.”

“I know for sure it was done by someone,” Lin Xiaoman was very determined.

“What do you want?”

“Handle it my way.”

With that, she hung up the phone, glanced at the additional abusive messages on her tablet, closed Weibo, and began to think about this series of events.

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