Chapter 541 - Passers-by
Chapter 541 – Passers-by
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The reporters and passers-by frantically began taking photos of Fang Manxue kneeling before Fang Xinxin.
One of the passers-by spoke up. "Miss Fang Manxue, according to your agreement with Fang Xinxin, you still have to address her as 'Grandmother'!"
"Hurry up!" Several passers-by shouted at her once more.
Fang Manxue was thoroughly humiliated. At this stage, addressing Fang Xinxin as her grandmother wouldn't make much difference. She cried out in tears. "Grandmother!"
The humiliation left her wishing that she could burrow into a hole and escape their eyes.
She took in the disdain and hatred in their gaze and felt ashamed to the point of wanting to die!
Who didn't know how to pretend to be a good person?
Fang Xinxin appeared to snap out of her daze as she rushed to help Fang Manxue up. "I was just thinking of letting our agreement go. Aiya, Second Sister, why did you actually kneel? I really can't accept you addressing me as 'Grandmother'. Stand up, please stand up!"
Fang Manxue gritted her teeth in anger. She rushed to stand up and glared at Fang Xinxin. "I've already knelt and called you 'Grandmother'. Stop acting, you hypocrite!"
"My second sister, Manxue, has always been arrogant. I had thought that, no matter what, she would never kneel. The moment she knelt down, I was really dumbstruck." Fang Xinxin explained to everyone. "Since she believes that I'm a hypocrite, in that case, I will accept her kneel and also her addressal to me as 'Grandmother'. After all, this is what she should be doing."
"Isn't it? Only those who accept their losses gracefully are worthy of admiration."
"Fang Manxue definitely did not expect a genius like herself to lose to the worst performing student. She miscalculated…" Whispers could be heard all around them.
Fang Manxue felt the urge to rush forward and slap Fang Xinxin. Unfortunately, they were surrounded by Bai Qinghao's bodyguards. Hence, she did not have the guts to do it.
She clenched her fists tightly and glared at Fang Xinxin hatefully.
This slut was still using the facial cream which she had tampered with. Soon, she would be thoroughly disfigured!
She would return a thousand times the amount of humiliation she received today when Fang Xinxin would finally be ugly!
The blow Fang Manxue had suffered was too big. She staggered and rushed to leave the place hastily.
Bai Qinghao's icy cold gaze did not land on Fang Manxue even once. This was because he found her too dirty to look at.
Fang Xinxin boarded the business-use car and sat next to Bai Qinghao.
The door was closed and the car drove steadily out of the school. The crowd that had gathered finally dispersed as well.
Bai Qinghao stretched his arm out to hold Fang Xinxin's shoulder.
He glanced at the few passers-by who had reacted especially strongly earlier before turning to the woman in his arms with admiration in his eyes. "You've improved. You finally know how to hire a few 'street actors' to create the appropriate atmosphere."
"You noticed?" Fang Xinxin stuck her tongue out mischievously.
The few people who had demanded Fang Manxue to kneel down loudly earlier were hired by her.
Some words were not suitable for her to say.
After all, she was still a student. It wouldn't be good if the audience felt that she was forcing her own sister. However, there was no problem in borrowing a few 'passers-by' to speak up for her.
"I really can't hide anything from you." She leaned against Bai Qinghao's firm and broad shoulders.
She tapped on her phone and quickly found that photos of the earlier incident had spread across the internet.
Fang Manxue's name was in the headlines of most media websites and even the school forum.
The comment sections were also filled with criticism against Fang Manxue.
It wasn't possible for everyone to be biased towards her. There would always be some naysayers. However… she could barely find any.
She suddenly understood. "Bai Qinghao, you hired ghostwriters to ensure that the media would only write articles that would benefit me, didn't you?"
Bai Qinghao caressed her soft, long hair gently. His cold, heavy voice was filled with doting.. "Clever."