The Inevitable Foolishness of Huo Qing'ang's Unwavering Belief

After repeatedly dialing the number, all that came in response was the mechanical voice of a woman. Huo Qing'ang glanced down at Jiang Xun, who was resting nearby, and muttered, "Gu Pianpian has turned off her phone."

Jiang Xun wasn't deaf, and Huo Qing'ang's muttered words were clear enough for him to hear throughout. "Isn't that a reasonable action? If I were Gu Pianpian, I'd turn it off too."

Not turning it off:

Waiting for paparazzi from all corners to call one after another?

Waiting for so-called friends to continue rubbing salt in the wound under the guise of concern?

Waiting for Huo Qing'ang, the root of all this trouble, to turn the tables on herself?

Clearly, Gu Pianpian's mind was sound. That's why she turned off her phone immediately.

Huo Qing'ang raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised by Jiang Xun's unexpected support for Gu Pianpian. "Call the head of the VIP area at your hospital and tell them to intercept Gu Pianpian if they see her."