The storm brewing on the internet had little impact on Sheng Jiaoyang. On the contrary, this negative scandal led to fewer people asking her for her signature or to take pictures, and of course, there was also a lot of finger-pointing.

After her entire class stood forth to clear her name, she returned to the house in the Northern suburbs and began to decorate the interior.

At night, as soon as Shen Zhining entered the house, the beautiful melodious notes of a violin playing travelled to his ears.

The table was covered with a tablecloth, and the person who’d said that she would wait for him to come back for dinner was in the middle of sketching an ink drawing on the sofa.

Only when he stood next to her did she notice his presence.

“You’re back!” Sheng Jiaoyang immediately corrected her posture and raised her head to smile at him.

Her face was clean and free of makeup. Meanwhile, her smiling eyes under...

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