What happened now?

How did they get my number?

The thought wouldn't leave her mind.

If the reporters had her number now, it was only a matter of time before things got worse. The situation was already spiraling out of control, and if she let them dictate the narrative before she even had a chance to redeem herself…

Her fingers tightened around her phone.

A call came in.

Then another.

And another.

She barely had time to decline one before the next followed. Her notifications were piling up, her screen flashing nonstop with unknown numbers.

There was only one thing to do.

Chen Mumu took a deep breath and turned off her phone.

Silence.

She exhaled slowly.

But online, the storm was already raging.

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"The audacity! Chen Mumu REFUSES to cooperate with the media—what is she hiding?"

"Instead of clearing her name, she's running away! What kind of guilty person behavior is this???"