Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 1255 - 1233: You Want to Freeze Me Out?

Chu Xinyue was stunned.

Loose?

Yes, her recent actions were indeed quite loose...

What did she ultimately do?

Because of a momentary impulsive desire to prove she was also attractive, to prove he might be interested in her, she took the initiative to cater to him...

Realizing it afterwards, she blushed and hugged her knees, burying her head, and said nothing more.

He turned over abruptly, almost like an enraged lion returned to the side of the sofa.

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At the party that night, the two were locked together for nearly three hours before the General sent someone to open the door.

By then, the ball had already ended.

Once Ya Chen stepped out, he covertly arranged for several accompanying guards to escort Chu Xinyue and Xiaotao home.

He, however, stayed with the military, not returning for several days and nights.

The guards around him brought back news, saying there were some emergencies in the Capital that needed handling. His Highness would be staying with the troops for the next few days, overseeing the commands.

Chu Xinyue didn’t quite believe it; what kind of emergency? He was probably avoiding her again.

Was it because her extreme actions that night angered him?

But then, what’s the difference? He didn’t favor her anyway; a little more or less dislike wouldn’t make any difference.

Staying with the troops? He was probably either staying at the Royal Office Building or renting long-term suites elsewhere, or even—

Gone to Lan Yurou’s place.

**

White wall red-roof small villa.

Lan Yurou stayed home for a while, feeling on the verge of collapse.

This collapse wasn’t just physical discomfort but also mental stress and concern for her future.

Aunt Yin wouldn’t let her use the internet for news, fearing she’d overthink.

She knew online must be filled with insults these days; seeing it would only bring more anguish.

But encountering such matters, who could possibly endure? She still occasionally sneaks peeks online. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Sure enough, the situation showed no signs of calming down.

Her Weibo had become a venue for hostile attacks.

Every day, more individuals came to creatively insult her.

In the afternoon, Lan Yurou once again smashed her tablet.

On her Weibo, some self-proclaimed "Princess Consort Fan Support Group" members had come to whitewash her reputation!

The sharp sarcasm dragged insults to her ancestors and relatives!

Ha.

Princess Consort Fan Support Group—

Chu Xinyue, this shut-in invalid, even has a fan support group!

Soon after, her gaze fell upon the tablet with its shattered screen.

One after another, the sarcasm and insults appeared before her, utterly shocking.

Clearly just text, yet seemingly like countless people yelling in her ear, pointing and cursing!

The pent up grievance of recent days finally erupted.

No, she had to speak for herself, couldn’t just stand idly by while being insulted.

She bit her lower lip, picked up the tablet from the carpet, and posted a trembling-fingered tweet:

"I have a clear conscience; I didn’t play the third wheel. Hope those insulting me will restrain themselves, else I won’t rule out consulting a lawyer!"

Lan Yurou used to post actively on Weibo, usually multiple times a day.

Recently, due to the third-wheel scandal, her Weibo remained stagnant, devoid of activity.

As soon as this tweet was posted, comments skyrocketed within minutes!

"Guys, I’m so scared, the big star said she’d sue us!"

"One disagreement and she threatens to sue us? Are third wheels so brazen now, we can’t even talk about it?"

"Did those shameful acts, yet won’t let people speak!"

"╭(╯^╰)╮ Big star has a lawyer, so what? We can pool money to hire one too; I’ll contribute a dime, not a penny more!"

...

The phone rang piercingly!

Lan Yurou, still furious, answered the call.

Immediately came the ranting voice of her dissatisfied manager:

"What are you doing? What the hell did you post on Weibo just now? Suing the netizens? Are you out of your mind?"

Lan Yurou bit her lip: "Didn’t you see what those people were cursing online? If I don’t speak up, they’d really take me for a fool? Didn’t you say after some time people would gradually forget, and everything would be fine? How’s it still so many days later, with all this unreasonable abuse? Did you even bother doing PR for me?"

"And you’re blaming the company! I’m fed up with you, my esteemed lady, if you’re upset don’t look at online comments. Otherwise, just turn off the comments altogether. Why stir up trouble at such a critical time, that tweet you posted only makes more enemies for yourself! Suing netizens? Ha, how many can you sue, ten, one hundred, one thousand? I warned you to be quiet during this period, make no waves; if you didn’t respond, those netizens would lose interest and stop obsessing over you. Now, anything you say will be ridiculed, why can’t you endure it?"

Lan Yurou listened and felt a bit regretful.

The manager was right.

Her tweet would only provoke greater public resentment, negatively impacting her image.

Her fans are also netizens; saying she’d sue them was indeed asking for trouble!

It was a moment of folly!

She grew anxious: "I know, I was just too angry earlier and lost control. How do I fix it now?"

"Don’t touch your Weibo anymore. The company and I will manage your account for you. Later we’ll delete the tweet, then issue a formal apology letter in your name; sigh, just to minimize the impact as much as possible! However, with things as they are, this scandal might take more than one or two months to calm down..."

Lan Yurou’s hand trembled: "What do you mean? Didn’t you say staying at home for a few days would resolve it? What’s the real situation now?"

"It means, for at least several months, we won’t schedule any new work for you. Focus on resting well for now, until this wave of public opinion completely dies down."

"——Are you planning to freeze me?" Lan Yurou froze, several months without exposure is a disaster for an artist!

A popular idol’s career lifespan is short.

The entertainment industry evolves too frequently; last year’s sensation could already be outshone by newcomers this year.

If a star doesn’t appear in public for a few days, audiences might forget her, let alone several months!

Would audiences remember her if she made a comeback months later?

"It’s just temporary."

"Temporary? You call several months temporary?"

This time because of the selfie incident, she had already lost many endorsements and films, yet now faced several months with no work; isn’t this directly killing her prospects?

The manager also grew impatient: "Who told you to create such a huge mess yourself? You’ve caused such a scandal; there’s a queue of manufacturers and advertising companies ending contracts with you, the company has lost quite an amount on you already. With your current image, what work could you possibly take? Do you want to ruin our company! Anyway, stay quietly at home for these months, wait for this matter to pass."