Chapter 32: Too Pure and Saintly—What Nonsense!

“These past few days, the scandals have really left me speechless. That plot twist—I’m dizzy!”
“Damn! If I’m not mistaken, that’s Ning Lan’s agent, right? I could never mistake Shi Daiyu’s face.”
“Judging by the time, this was before they started filming. Wow, so this is the real story.”
“So, Ning Lan instructed her agent to tamper with things and then framed Yun Fu?”
“I knew it—why would Yun Fu, who’s already left Star Entertainment, go out of her way to mess with Ning Lan? Besides, she’s a miracle doctor; she would never do something so idiotic.”
“And she still had the nerve to insinuate things about Yun Fu, complaining nonstop. She’s the very definition of a white lotus.”
Netizens are always righteous; they only believe what they see, and as for the rest, they don’t care at all.
Now, the comments have completely reversed. All those who once cursed Yun Fu and demanded she leave the entertainment industry have vanished.
Instead, it’s all about feeling sorry for Yun Fu.
And “Ning Lan’s Agent Framed Yun Fu” is now trending, stirring up such a storm that it’s impossible not to know about it.
On Yun Fu’s end, she was playing a game while keeping an eye on online updates.
With her legs crossed carelessly, she exuded a hint of roguishness—seemingly nonchalant, yet always carrying an inexplicable aura.
After securing another victory in the game, Yun Fu glanced at her computer once more—the trending topic had climbed even higher.
That was when Qiao An’s call came in.
“Yun Fu, did you see the hot search? Heaven has eyes! Was this your doing?”
Yun Fu took the lollipop out of her mouth and responded with a soft “mm.”
“Well done! Fight fire with fire, that’s how it should be—they’ve gone too far!” Qiao An’s voice was brimming with newfound confidence. “Where did you get that surveillance footage? Wasn’t it from the hotel across the street?”
The filming site was situated opposite a five-star hotel, outfitted with high-grade cameras on every side, which explained the clarity of the video.
Yun Fu, who had hacked into the hotel’s surveillance, fell silent.
She uncrossed her legs, leaned back lazily, and replied in a languid, indifferent tone, “Someone gave it to me.”
Qiao An didn’t question her. After all, in her eyes, Yun Fu was now far more capable than before.
“That’s good. Still, Ning Lan’s side will probably have it taken down soon. I suppose this is as far as it goes.” Qiao An sighed. “If only we had our own company... Never mind, as long as this doesn’t prevent you from returning to set. I’ll contact the director.”
“All right.”
After hanging up, Yun Fu resumed her previous action, crunching the candy and squinting at the computer.
On the screen was a page so complex that an ordinary person couldn’t make heads or tails of it—one side was Weibo, the other filled with a jumble of inscrutable characters.

Meanwhile, Ning Lan was far from composed.
The moment she saw Weibo, she panicked and hurriedly called Shi Daiyu over.
“What’s going on? Didn’t you say everything was taken care of? Where did this surveillance footage come from?”
Shi Daiyu was equally vexed, her tone sharp. “Judging by the angle, it’s from the hotel across the street. That hotel belongs to the Qin family—we can’t afford to provoke them.”
The Qin family of the capital—one of the Four Great Clans. The largest talent agency, Shengshi, was under their name.
Thinking of that colossal force, Ning Lan’s fury blazed even hotter.
“Contact whoever you need to get the trending topic taken down!”
“I’ll get on it right away.”
“Wait.” Ning Lan stopped Shi Daiyu as she was about to leave. “Alert the company, and reach out to some people outside as well.”
Though puzzled, Shi Daiyu nodded and went to handle it.
Ning Lan touched the bandage on her neck, her gaze inscrutable.
Lately, it seemed that nothing was going her way: first Leng Hanqi’s infidelity, and now this mess.
And all of it was tied to Yun Fu.
At that thought, Ning Lan slammed her fist against the bed, her face twisted with malice, utterly shattering the image she’d so carefully maintained—looking more like a fiend from hell.
At the same time, inside the Weibo headquarters—
A technician, having just pocketed his payment, typed furiously on his keyboard. Once his program was finished, that trending topic would be gone.
Thirty seconds passed—nothing changed.
A minute—still nothing.
Five minutes—and still, the trend remained.
“Impossible!” The technician clutched at his thinning hair, his face a mask of disbelief.
On the other side, Yun Fu typed unhurriedly.
Her lips pressed into a line, lines of code—so complex that only seasoned programmers could decipher them—cascaded across her screen.
A cold chuckle escaped her lips, her gaze low and indifferent, her expression tinged with nonchalance.
With the final keystroke, she languidly left her chair and sank onto her bed.
Little did she know, at that moment, someone was utterly frantic.

The technician, realizing that not only had the trend not been removed, but his computer had been tracked and infected with a virus, broke out in a cold sweat.
Because of his internal account manipulation, the topic on Weibo only gained more traction.
His face turned ashen.
This level of skill—undoubtedly a hacker, and a top-tier one at that, slipping in and out without a trace.
He hadn’t expected the situation to escalate to this point, drawing in such a formidable figure.
In a panic, he sent Shi Daiyu a message: “Sorry, I can’t do it. I’ll return your money.”
Just as the trending topic reached its peak, another video surfaced.
In the footage, Yun Fu—fiery in red—stood beside Ning Lan, pure as snow in white. Originally, one was the protagonist, the other a supporting character—once, you could easily tell them apart.
Now, it was obvious at a glance—Yun Fu was the true lead, Ning Lan the side character.
Ning Lan’s presence was utterly suppressed; not only that, she repeatedly forgot her lines.
In just one minute, you could hear the director call “cut” over a dozen times.
“I just want to shout ‘666’ after watching that. Two lines of dialogue, and she froze this many times. People used to praise her acting—I could throw up.”
“She always pretends to be so wronged. Every actor who’s worked with her has been attacked by her fans. This is hilarious.”
“Such a white lotus—seriously, my dinner’s coming back up!”
“She’s so fake, yet she thinks she’s all innocent and cute. Who in this business is truly pure?”
“She acts clueless every day, like she’s the kindest person on earth. I’ve never seen a white lotus quite like her!”
“She’s such a poser, she could fake out the whole universe.”
All the actors who had once been trolled by Ning Lan’s fans now came forward, united in their stance.
Not only that, many behind-the-scenes clips were shared, exposing Ning Lan’s poor delivery and lifeless expressions, laying her lack of skill bare.
“And her fans still brag about her acting every day, saying she’s award-worthy? Give me a break!”