Chapter 2002: Disappearing Without a Trace

Mrs. Song stayed downstairs for a while, feeling puzzled, with Song Yuan’s indifferent attitude toward familial affection switching back and forth in her mind, really giving her a headache. She hadn’t closed her eyes all day, exhausted, decided to rest for a while before having the driver take her to the hospital.

That night, all the trending topics were taken down.

The alt account Nan Jiaojiao used to post hard evidence was also deleted, but the netizens had already shared what needed to be shared. Several crucial videos continued to circulate widely.

Song Yuan’s image crumbled quite thoroughly.

After that, anyone searching “Nan Jiaojiao” would either find someone with the same name, or information about a scholar with the same name in the encyclopedia, but nothing about the beautiful and flamboyant Nan Jiaojiao.

She really meant it when she said she had no interest in the elite circle, vanishing completely.

By the next day, there wasn’t a single entry left, even worse, videos could only be shared privately, not on public accounts. When attempted, it resulted in errors.

Several forces were at play removing news, suppressing trending topics to cool down the hype.

Bo Yanching and Mo Tingshen wouldn’t give in to each other, trying to be quicker than the other, eager to take credit, while the internet was completely cleaned up.

Lu Zhenzhen also prepared multiple plans, but she hadn’t acted yet, sensibly giving way to the two men. When the public relations team asked if the plans should be implemented, she dismissed everyone, giving a day’s holiday to rest.

“Gao Zhe!”

Lu Zhenzhen ran out from the bedroom, wearing her two-piece SpongeBob puff sleeve pajamas, with several dresses draped over her shoulders and neck, and leaned on the railing to look down.

Gao Zhe, holding a cup of coffee, walked into her line of sight and looked up at her, “What’s up?”

“What are you doing downstairs, I’ve been calling you forever!”

Gao Zhe had just pointed at something in the study room. Upon hearing her next words, he quickly retracted his finger.

If he answered incorrectly, it would spell trouble.

Besides, she didn’t really call out much, just once, and he came out.

“Baby, I didn’t hear you. Why were you calling me?”

“Aren’t we going to my parents’ house for dinner tonight? I don’t know which dress to wear.”

“You look good in anything.”

“I look even better with nothing on. Can I go out like that!” Lu Zhenzhen rolled her eyes, “Come up and help me choose.”

“Coming.”

She turned around and went back into the bedroom.

Gao Zhe had just finished making his coffee. He took a few more sips, placed it on the table, and sighed as he headed upstairs.

The bedroom was nearly impossible to navigate; the bed and sofa were covered in her clothes, and several mobile clothing racks from the closet had been wheeled out, separating dresses and tops/pants. Gao Zhe had to push aside racks to reach her.

Glancing at the two dresses Lu Zhenzhen held, he picked out a purple one, “This one looks good.”

“This one?”

Lu Zhenzhen raised the dress and repeatedly asked for confirmation from him, “This one, right? You think this one looks good, really this one is better?”

Gao Zhe nodded, “What do you think?”

“But I’m fed up with wearing purple.”

“Then the red one.”

Gao Zhe picked a red dress off the bed, unfolded it in front of her, “A waist-hugging long dress, really complements your figure.”

She had worn this dress once after buying it, but as soon as they left home, Gao Zhe had draped his suit jacket over her, covering her back the entire time.

The dress looked very formal from the front but was backless, with a low drooping arc reaching the waist, and the back was held by two thin crossed straps.

Lu Zhenzhen pulled the dress off, threw it to one side, “Gao, are you not in love with me anymore? You never let me go backless before, and now you’re encouraging me to do so, what do you mean?”