Chapter 12: Innocence

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No one would do this but Liang Lei!

The sweat in my palm was about to drip off as I numbly scrolled through the screen to read those comments.

The comment section exploded completely, discussions about me flooding the screen at an overwhelming speed.

Malicious netizens surged like a tidal wave, almost drowning me.

“I knew this little enchantress wasn’t simple; she’s clearly climbed up using her body!”

“There’s no purity in the entertainment industry. Jiang Tian looks innocent, but behind the scenes, she’s so dirty.”

“Disgusting. She’d do anything for fame. People like her should get kicked out of the industry!”

“This woman’s appearance is mediocre at best. How did she even get close to Gu Yan? Probably because she’s good in bed, right?”

Some even tagged the official police account, demanding a thorough investigation and for me to be brought to justice.

My social media inbox flooded rapidly with private messages filled with vile insults and curses even targeting my family.

I trembled all over, fear coiling around my heart like a cold snake, making it almost impossible to breathe.

The longevity of an actor’s career is almost inseparable from their reputation.

Liang Lei’s tactic was like pulling the rug out from under me, driving me into a dead end.

I closed my eyes in despair, too exhausted even to call Ji Ge.

Is this the end? I was unwilling to accept it.

I am not one to act on emotion, but this barrage of provocations had overwhelmed me.

I walked to the balcony, taking deep breaths of the cold air, my mind racing to find a way out.

I had long suspected Liang Lei might strike because of Fu Shuhua, so I had prepared a fake contract.

But at such a critical moment, with comments flooding in so fast and netizens emotionally charged, even if I showed the real contract, the trolls would still doubt it.

There was only one chance.

If I could first calm the netizens and then reveal the real contract, there might be a sliver of hope.

But... with Ji Ge’s abilities, control was impossible. The only person who could change the tide was Gu Yan!

Calming myself, I returned to the room to call Gu Yan. By chance, I noticed that while I was catching my breath, the comment section’s tone suddenly shifted.

“Fake! Verified! This contract is forged!”

“Look at the font and layout—it’s obviously photoshopped! Even the paid trolls are unprofessional!”

“Poor Miss Jiang Tian, being smeared like this. Sending hugs!”

“Don’t be afraid, Miss Jiang Tian. We support you!”

At first, there were voices of doubt, then a flood of supportive comments came rushing in.

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“Yes, yes! Our Tian Tian is so pure; there’s no way she’d do such a thing!”

“Our sweet baby will crush those who spread rumors!”

“Waiting for the reversal!”

The atmosphere in the comment section flipped instantly. Those who had been clamoring to blacklist me suddenly fell silent.

I clicked on a random account, but the screen showed that the account no longer existed.

I stared blankly at it all, my mind empty.

Who was helping me?

Before I could react, Ji Ge’s call came through.

“Jiang Tian, it’s okay now! Gu Yan stepped in, and public opinion is under control!”

Ji Ge’s voice was excited and relieved. “I didn’t expect Gu Yan to care about you so much! Sigh...”

He sighed, as if wanting to say more, but at that moment, Gu Yan’s call came in.

“Ji Ge, talk later.”

I quickly answered. Gu Yan’s voice came through the receiver, calm, steady, and magnetic.

“Tian Tian, I’ve already arranged for someone to control the comments. You don’t have to worry.”

His few words instantly soothed the anxiety in my heart.

“Thank you, Gu Yan!” A complex wave of emotions surged within me.

I thanked him and chatted briefly before hanging up.

Now was not the time to feel relieved. I had to seize this opportunity to completely turn the situation around.

After a moment’s preparation, I posted the key parts of the real contract with critical information redacted, captioning it: “The innocent remain innocent; rumors end with the wise. I reserve the right to pursue legal action against malicious defamation and slander.”

Netizens quickly saw that this was a normal artist cooperation agreement, confirming that the previously exposed contract was indeed forged.

“I told you! Our Tian Tian isn’t that kind of person!”

“Where are those haters? Come out and face us!”

“Let’s call it off; there’s no more drama.”

With the excitement dying down, netizens dispersed in disappointment.

The comment speed slowed dramatically, most messages now offering comfort and wishing me a successful career.

Just then, Weibo alerted me that my post was being specially highlighted and shared. I was stunned, then clicked on it.

“Jiang Tian, our company’s artist, is a great person. @Jiang Tian”

Below was a playful photo of me smiling at the camera.

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Gu Yan’s Weibo account, @GuYanV, rarely posted anything beyond work promotions despite having over ten million followers.

Once this post went up, it instantly ignited the internet.

“Big brother’s taste is never wrong! I believe in Miss Jiang Tian!”

“Gu Yan and Jiang Tian? What a divine pairing! Shipping them hard!”

“Waaah, I want a boss like Gu Yan—reliable and steady, so sweet!”

“No wonder someone spread rumors! It’s jealousy! Pure jealousy!”

“I hereby declare: Gu Yan is the Top Ten Boss of the Year!”

Gu Yan’s fans rallied in support of me, and even bystanders began to doubt the earlier scandal.

His repost stamped my innocence with official authority, thoroughly proving the prior accusations were baseless and preserving my reputation.

I finally exhaled in relief.

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Meanwhile, silently watching the whole ordeal was Fu Shuhua.

The moment the scandal about the kept contract broke, Fu Shuhua wanted to tear that woman apart.

When he saw the trending topic, rage overwhelmed him, his whole body trembling with anger. He never imagined Jiang Tian would be so bold, so defiant.

Especially after she had just assured him that nothing was going on with Gu Yan.

While Jiang Tian was sweating coldly over the harsh comments, Fu Shuhua repeatedly refreshed Weibo, glaring fiercely at those posts.

“Jiang... Tian!” he roared, shouting the name he hated, pounding his fist on the table until the back of his hand turned purple.

However, as the truth emerged, Fu Shuhua’s expression darkened further.

He recalled Jiang Tian’s promise that there was nothing between her and Gu Yan, and her usual obedience. He finally realized it had all been a misunderstanding.

He had foolishly believed Liang Lei’s provocations and thought Jiang Tian betrayed him.

That obedient woman, delicate as a canary—how could she betray him?

Regret surged over him like a tide. Fu Shuhua grabbed his phone, wanting to call Jiang Tian to explain and apologize.

The phone rang for a long time before it was answered. On the other end came Jiang Tian’s cold, distant voice: “Who is this?”

“Tian Tian, it’s me.” Fu Shuhua’s voice trembled slightly, barely noticeable.

There was a pause, then Jiang Tian responded, cool and indifferent, “Mr. Fu, what do you want?”