Memories frozen on that bouquet of roses.

After a long time, discussions could be heard from the scene.

"Why does it feel so real? And, this doesn't seem like it's edited, even if it's AI, it's impossible to make the faces look so lifelike!"

"How is that possible! It must be fake!"

"If it's fake, why would Lixuan take such photos? Isn't he discrediting himself?"

"You guys are talking nonsense! My brother would never date that despicable person! There must be a reason why my brother took these photos!"

Accompanied by the voice of a female fan, Lixuan took the microphone.

Although his voice was trembling slightly, he remained relatively calm.

"This fan is right, by exposing these smears against me, I want to tell the haters that the truth will never be hidden!"

Lixuan has grown.

He knew that as long as he insisted that these were his photos, he could firmly hold onto the narrative.

After all, the dead can't speak, so he could twist the truth as he pleased!

Sure enough, as Lixuan explained, his fans immediately started.

"Hey, little haters! See that? My brother's magnanimity is beyond your reach!"

"My brother strikes first, let's see what you have to say now!"

"Indeed, our brother is amazing, this move is so cool! Let's see who dares to slander our brother in the future!"

"Qinghan, that despicable person, should go to hell! Boycott the despicable person! Get out of the entertainment industry!"

Lixuan's fans were too loud.

Not only at the scene, but the online live stream was also flooded with comments.

The few rational voices were drowned out by the condemnation against me.

Seeing this situation, Lixuan put down the microphone, turned to face the screen.

Revealing his true self.

"If it's really you, why don't you just die peacefully? Is doing all this meaningful? No one is more famous than me, what I say goes, even if what you say is the truth, so what? Can anyone prove it for you?"

Just then.

A voice came from the audience.

"I can prove for Qinghan!"