Ye Ming quickly helped Yan Yinluo, who had curled up on the ground with her head in her hands, to her feet.
His eyes were filled with heartache.
"Ming... Brother Ming! What on earth happened? Why... why are they looking at me like that?" Yan Yinluo tightly clutched Ye Ming's hand and asked with a trembling voice.
Her cheeks were already wet with icy tears.
Right now, she was terrified that Ye Ming and the others would also look at her in the same way. If that happened, she would break.
"Yinluo! Let's get out of here first, okay!" Ye Ming gently wiped the frost from the corners of her eyes and comforted her.
"That's right! Yinluo! Let's get out of here first!" Nangong Qianyu held her hand, looking somewhat worried.
She was afraid that Yan Yinluo would not be able to handle the blow if she learned the truth.
Nangong Qianyu, like Yan Yinluo, was a goddess in many people's eyes. Because of this, she understood even more how much damage this news would cause Yan Yinluo.
The pressure of public opinion could truly destroy her.
Once a woman's reputation was ruined, it was incredibly difficult to repair it.
Afterward, Ye Ming took Yan Yinluo away from the stadium.
After they left, time in that space resumed its normal flow.
"Huh? What's going on? Where did Yinluo go?"
"What just happened?"
"She ran! She must have slipped away when we weren't looking!"
"This... could what's going around online be true..."
"No! I don't believe it!"
"..."
At this moment, only a small minority of people remained unshaken by the news online. The vast majority, however, were slowly beginning to accept the "facts."
After all, such incidents were not unheard of in the entertainment industry, even if they were rare.
There had been similar cases before.
Therefore, with the instigation of certain individuals, Yan Yinluo's reputation was destined to plummet to the lowest point.
Since Yan Yinluo had already left, the crowd at the scene gradually dispersed.
However, the man in the front row on the far left did not seem to be in a hurry to leave.
"Yinluo! It's okay! Just bear with it for a while! This storm will pass quickly!"
Li Huan revealed a sinister smile and whispered, "Don't worry! I will pull you up from the dark abyss! By then, you'll be mine!"
"Hahaha!"
At this moment, Li Huan's body began to tremble with excitement. He waved his hands, lost in his own delirium. "Oh! Right! Look how happy I am, I almost forgot about you!"
He picked up his phone and sent another text message.
However, the recipient this time was different from the last.
"You can proceed! Remember! Don't leave any traces."
A few seconds after this message was sent, he received a reply: "Boss! Please rest assured! We are professionals!"
Seeing this message, the curve of Li Huan's lips widened, and the madness in his eyes intensified.
Bang!
He slammed his phone hard onto the ground, and countless pieces of phone casing and internal components scattered in the air.
Crack! Crack!
Finally, he stomped on the scattered fragments with his foot, grinding them into powder before he stopped.
"Come on! The tomorrow I've been waiting for! Let it dawn now!"
...
Outside the stadium, Zhou Ting walked on the street with a panicked expression, as if she were fleeing from something.
"Why? Why did those things appear online! Who did it?" She walked quickly, her inner unease almost causing her to stumble.
"It's impossible for others to know those things exist! Impossible!" Zhou Ting's face grew paler, and she muttered, "I clearly haven't shown anyone, it's impossible for anyone..."
As she recalled this, she suddenly stopped in her tracks.
Because at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in her mind.
"No... impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"
She shook her head desperately, as if trying to dismiss a certain possibility.
"Even if he got those things, he has no reason to do this! It's of no benefit to him!" Zhou Ting clenched her fists and tried to comfort herself. "That's right! It must not be him!"
But no matter how she tried to reassure herself, the thought in her mind kept tempting her.
Making her believe it was the truth.
"No! No!"
In her panic, Zhou Ting took out her phone and scrolled through her contacts. When she found a number labeled "Son," she quickly dialed it.
However, the only response she received was a mechanical one: "Sorry! The number you have dialed is switched off! Sorry..."
Switched off!
Upon hearing this, Zhou Ting's mind buzzed.
At this moment, she realized that things seemed to have... spiraled out of control.
But before she could think further, she suddenly felt a heavy blow to the back of her head. Her eyes widened, and a wave of dizziness instantly swept through her entire body.
Then she fainted.
...
Back at the villa, Yan Yinluo finally learned the truth.
"No... no! I didn't! This... this is all... why?"
At this moment, Yan Yinluo had been too severely stimulated and had already fainted.
This blow had ultimately exceeded her capacity to endure.
Even in her unconscious state, she kept murmuring, "Ming... Brother Ming! It's not like that! Yinluo didn't... you have to believe me!"
Looking at Yan Yinluo lying on the bed, with tears still flowing from her eyes, Ye Ming's killing intent was almost uncontrollable.
"Ye... Ye Ming! Is Yinluo okay?"
Seeing Ye Ming in such a state, Nangong Qianyu was a little scared.
"I... I'm sorry!"
Seeing that Nangong Qianyu dared not approach him, Ye Ming realized he had lost some control.
"Don't worry! Yinluo is fine! She's just been a bit too shocked!" He held Yan Yinluo's cold little hand and said in a deep voice.
"As long as she's alright!"
Fang Junxue looked at Yan Yinluo, whose face was still pale, and a faint chill emanated from her.
Her body was fine, but what about her heart?
If this incident was not handled properly, Yan Yinluo's entire life could be ruined.
The person who framed Yan Yinluo was undoubtedly malicious.
"Let's go! We'll talk outside!"
Ye Ming stood up, injected a trace of white energy into Yan Yinluo's forehead, and said softly, "Until the truth of this matter is investigated, it's best for her to remain asleep like this!"
The energy he injected would keep Yan Yinluo in a deep sleep.
"Mm!"
Everyone else naturally agreed with Ye Ming's approach.
Temporarily escaping the harsh reality was not necessarily a bad thing for Yan Yinluo.
However, just as they were leaving, Yan Yinluo's phone vibrated.
Someone was calling!
Nangong Qianyu glanced at the caller's name and then looked at the others, not answering the call immediately.
Because the caller's remark was:
Grandpa!