Little Uncle, Was it your Doing?

Hearing this, An Ge'er froze. A kissing photo of Brother Qin Mo and me?

I am someone's… mistress?

What's going on?

That reporter even fished out the photo of them kissing from his mobile phone. Seeing that, An Ge'er's face turned pale. When the reporter saw her reaction, he hurriedly interrogated her.

An Ge'er's heart quaked, the word 'mistress' echoing in her ears. So that's what's going on…

However, right now, everyone thought that An Ruxue was Qin Mo's girlfriend, even though the truth of the matter was that it was just an act.

In her case, she had been slandered as a mistress, with no way to retreat.

It was getting more and more crowded. Just then, someone shoved her, causing her to stumble and fall. An Ge'er quickly covered the camera flash with her hand, but she still felt a stabbing pain in her eyes, like she was getting burnt at a high temperature. Her face was completely ashen.

"Get lost, all of you get lost!" Forcing the reporters aside, Qiqi rushed over. She was not going to be polite to these people. If she could not shove them away, she would viciously serve them punches and kicks.

When Xia Qi saw An Ge'er helplessly being surrounded and interrogated in the middle and her pale face, she was so angry that her eyes turned red. Xia Qi hauled her out of the crowd, and they hurriedly escaped.

Behind them were the reporters who had realized what had happened and were chasing after them. They crossed the road to flag a cab. Just when they were about to stretch their hands, a low-key Phaeton stopped by the side of the road. The person inside calmly said, "Get in."

The reporter hurriedly took pictures, but unfortunately, it was impossible to see the person. In their eyes, this was just an ordinary Volkswagen. Unable to dig up any interesting news, they could only leave it at that.

In the car.

Wrapped in a coat, An Ge'er's face was pale as she looked out the window. Her long black hair was blown into a mess and exuded indescribable messiness and dejectedness.

Dong was driving, while Bo Yan and An Ge'er were sitting at the back. His head was lowered as he looked at his document. Although he had not uttered a single word since she entered the car, his imposing manner oppressed others till they dared not say anything. Sitting in the front passenger seat, Xia Qi sneakily glanced at the two of them at the back.

Damn it.

Could this man be An Ge'er's Little Uncle?

Although it was not the right time to say some things, she really could not help it. Isn't this Little Uncle a bit too handsome? This level of attractiveness defies nature.

An Ge'er is now living with him…?

"How does it feel?"

"What?"

Bo Yan looked up and glanced at her. "This is the process that you're after?"

An Ge'er's face turned even paler.

Although there was no doubt that she had simply wanted to follow her heart, in reality, she had indeed never imagined something like this would happen to her.

To bear such vile defamation that everyone knew, and yet everyone shouted and condemned.

"Actually, this is still not considered the worst result yet, isn't it?" Bo Yan closed the document and looked to the front. He continued, "At least Qin Mo can still come forward."

An Ge'er was instantly heart-struck.

Indeed… Whether or not I am a mistress, wouldn't Brother Qin Mo know? If he likes me, he will definitely clear things up. He will tell everyone that I am not a third party and that I am actually his girlfriend—the girl he liked.

However, Qin Mo did not explain all this in the first instance.

"Little Uncle… I want to ask you something."

"Talk."

"Does this incident have anything to do with you?" How could the photo of Qin Mo and me kissing leak out so coincidentally? I was in the VIP Intensive Care Ward; who took pictures secretly?

It was not that she suspected Little Uncle, but he really did have sufficient reasons to do so.