After explaining to my brother, I hung up the phone, and my gaze became even colder.

I never expected Qin Lang to be so audacious.

No wonder.

Usually, he is so careful that he wouldn't even leave a dollar at my place. How did he manage to leave his wallet there that day?

I can only blame myself for trusting Qin Lang's character too much before and not thinking about this possibility.

I asked the lawyer to preserve the evidence and went back to school directly.

At the school gate, I ran into Lin Shuang, who was in a hurry.

"Jiao Jiao, what's the matter between you and Qin Lang?" She quickly pulled me aside. "Someone reposted your Weibo on the campus wall, and it's spreading like wildfire in the school! Those people are saying..."

Lin Shuang spoke, her face somewhat embarrassed.

"It's okay, just tell me," I said.

"Those people... They say you're a fake socialite, covered in fake goods, and they even say you're... involved in those dirty businesses outside," she said.

I remained expressionless.

All of this was within my expectations.

The public is most enthusiastic about gossip between couples, especially when Qin Lang deliberately or unintentionally guides them in his blog posts, which resonates with some trashy individuals even more.

How could a young girl possibly have money?

They earn their living by selling themselves!

These malicious speculations give them a mental orgasm and even drive them to lose their sanity.

It's the norm.

But I wonder, when these people take the stand as defendants, will they still be so delighted?

Lin Shuang knows about my family background and quickly suggests, "Jiao Jiao, why don't you tell your family first? Let them help you resolve this. Your dad is the richest man in town, and once he issues a statement, it will slap those rumors in the face."

I shook my head.

I haven't settled things with Qin Lang yet.

If I issue a statement now and he finds out that I'm the daughter of the richest man, he'll probably change his tune and start bothering me again.

When fighting a snake, strike its seven inches.

I won't engage in an unprepared battle.