Bringing the Nation's Husband Home

"Qiao Qiao..."

Zhao Meng bit her lip, seeing the anger on Qiao Anhao’s face. In the end, she succumbed and passed the phone to Qiao Anhao.

On Weibo, there were two photos. One was of her standing outside Lu Jinnian’s room with half of his face exposed when he opened the door. The other photo was of her holding a packet of supper entering his room.

This photo was uploaded at 5 am in the morning. Since Qiao Anhao had been filming the whole afternoon, she didn’t bother logging onto Weibo to check out the latest news.

It had been eight hours since the photo was uploaded and there were already a few thousand shares, and the post had even made it to the headlines.

The latest hit for Weibo, a comment, had over 10k likes: "The second female lead for this show was Lin Shiyi, but at the last moment the role was snatched by Qiao Anhao. Now, the truth has been revealed: SHE SOLD HER BODY!"

The comments after that were all from people scolding her.

"Shameless woman, get out of the entertainment industry!"

"Slut, how dare you seduce my husband!"

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Qiao Anhao scrolled through Weibo, and the comments got increasingly more mean.

Her face darkened as she kept on reading. She gripped the phone in a choke hold, her breathing rapid, her chest puffing up.

Zhao Meng couldn’t take it any longer and said, "Qiao Qiao, do you want me to contact Huan Ying Entertainment’s PR team? They might be able to get Weibo to delete the comments."

"Delete?" Qiao Anhao laughed coldly. "You think this will go away if the photos are deleted? It’s only been eight hours, but it has already grown into a headliner. The person behind must have been prepared."

"You mean someone is against you? Why would they do that?"

"If ’Alluring Times’ airs, who do you think will attract the attention of the public?" Qiao Anhao asked. "Her motive must have been to spoil my reputation, convincing everyone that I got the role through underhanded means before I can get famous. No matter how good my acting is, everyone would doubt me!"

"Qiao Qiao, who would do that to you?"

"The staff and the crew have been made to sign a confidentiality contract, the waiters would definitely not take photos, and even if they did, they would not sell them to paparazzi, so it can’t be them either."