c2232: Gu Linxi vs Cui Jiangjing

The shop owners nearby heard the commotion and rushed out to see what was happening.

A few schoolgirls stood dumbfounded at the car repair shop entrance. Except for the leader, Nan An, the others exchanged glances, looking bewildered.

“Did Ranran lie?”

“No way, why would Ranran lie? She knows we would definitely stand up for her. Did she do it on purpose?”

“Impossible, she’s not that kind of person.”

“But the person involved showed up and said they were never dating, just had one meal together. During the meal, he even told her he had a girlfriend. If that’s true, my support is crumbling!”

“Same here.”

“I can’t accept this.”

Nan An’s face turned beet red as she stomped her foot and waved her hand angrily, “Stop listening to their nonsense, Ranran is not like that! You all claim to love her, to support her forever, yet when she needed you to stand up for her, you didn’t dare. Now, you believe just a few words from someone else. She doesn’t need fans like you. Leave!”

A girl, annoyed by her arrogance, retorted, “What’s your problem? We just said a few words. As her fans, can’t we even speak? What if she really lied, causing us to bully an innocent stranger? Shouldn’t we be angry? She’s my favorite, and we like her because she’s beautiful, well-mannered, and good-natured. If her character is flawed, you don’t have to tell us to leave; we’ll remove ourselves as fans!”

“Me too, I can’t accept my idol being a habitual liar and using fans.”

Several fans immediately joined in the argument with their fellow offended fan.

Nan An was furious, gritting her teeth but refusing to admit Gu Ran lied, “They’re making it up, talking nonsense! Ranran is not like that! Why would Ranran lie? To lie, there must be a reason. She has no reason to lie!”

Cui Jiangjing carefully shielded the person in his arms. His once dapper suit was now ruined with smelly paint splatters. Yet, he held the girl firmly by the waist, keeping her head down and completely immobilized, ensuring the still-wet paint on his shoulder didn’t get on her.

Upon hearing this, he lifted his alluring eyes, exuding a noble arrogance, “I also want to know why she would lie. If you don’t believe me, feel free to have her come here. Now, apologize to my girlfriend.”

“Why should I apologize to a shameless mistress!” Nan An, nervous and scared, stubbornly refused to admit her mistake.

Deep down, she was wavering, but she just couldn’t bring herself to apologize.

“I will not apologize to a mistress; she’s just a mistress. I will never apologize to her, not in a million years!”

“Don’t worry, I don’t need you to die.”

Cui Jiangjing swiftly called the police.

Being from a prominent family, his dignity and posture exuded an undeniable aura. He just stood there, holding Gu Linxi’s waist, and no one dared to act recklessly in his presence!

The dozen or so schoolgirls were so intimidated by his aura that they forgot to run.

They stood cluelessly at the entrance.

Only Nan An, with her neck stiff, eyes red, seemed like the one who was wronged!

Mr. Cui’s call to the police couldn’t be delayed in this neighborhood. In less than ten minutes, a police car was on the scene, educating the schoolgirls. Amidst the crying, they called their parents.

The other girls only participated in splashing paint on the wall. Only Nan An verbally attacked Gu Linxi viciously, with the nastiest insults, and even tried to splash paint on Gu Linxi.

Her parents arrived in a rush. After learning the details of the situation, they furiously scolded her. Initially, the little girl named Nan An still quibbled, and her father directly slapped her, which immediately made her behave. Crying and tearful, she was dragged by her parents to apologize to Gu Linxi. But even after the apology, they still had to compensate for the damaged suit. Upon hearing that the suit Cui Jiangjing wore cost over fifty thousand yuan, her parents left with a grim face, and it was clear the little girl named Nan An would be in for another scolding at home.

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