528: C528 God Assist

C528 God Assist

What do you mean raise you?

What we need to do is to push you back onto the stage that belongs to the king.

It's not scary to fall off the altar. What's scary is to return to the altar before those people with ulterior motives react!

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Yan Wanwan's matter had become too big. The topic was not only limited to the fashion circle, it was even out of the circle.

This was not surprising. When Wanwan was independent from the Yan Family, she had been out of the circle many times because of her celestial beauty. It was also because of her sharp performance in Balsa Challenge and her godly cooperation with Sheng Yan that she attracted a large number of fans.

Where there were fans, there would be a battlefield.

Yan Wanwan had already won the endorsements of two top brands before this and silently announced the dissolution of the partnership with Yan Wanwan. The other big shows and Yan Wanwan had terminated their contracts. These termination notices were not high-profile, but they could not resist being dug out by people with ulterior motives and created hype.

For a moment, countless people were lamenting Yan Wanwan's high and low rise and fall in life. There were also people who were lamenting that such a talented young woman in the industry was so successful that she was on the verge of success.

Under these laments and laments, even more people were quietly mocking and ridiculing her.

Because the former Yan Wanwan had made too many people look up to and jealous - an unprecedented rise and fall speed, taking over the identity of Third Madam Fu, as well as her strong professional strength.

In the past, other than her background, there was no one who could criticize her.

Now, just her name would become a topic of conversation in the fashion circle and the aristocratic circle.

If it was someone else, they would have been defeated by such a huge disparity and rumors from the outside world, but Yan Wanwan would not.

Every day, she would eat well and work hard on rehabilitation. She would cooperate with every advice from the psychologist to try out the steps of the new students and at the same time pay attention to the recovery of her figure.

Although it was said that she trained her figure, it was actually to train her muscles and lines. Wanwan did not get fat at all during these two months of rest. Instead, she became much thinner. A model was not comparable to an actor. A skinny person would not look good, especially someone like Yan Wanwan who walked the international line.

Gradually, Wanwan began to frequently go out. She went out to the supermarket, bought groceries, and went for a walk in the neighborhood.

At first, there were people who looked at her because of her walking posture. There were even professional paparazzi who secretly took photos. Without thinking, it was obvious that she had spread the news to the people in the circle. "It was confirmed" that she had become a cripple. There was no place for her in the T-Stage or even the entire fashion circle.

Wanwan allowed her to do whatever she wanted and did not care about the small movements of those who wanted to step her into the quagmire.

There were many things that were useless to say and most people were only willing to believe what they were willing to believe. It would be better to wait for these people to be satisfied and then launch a desperate counterattack. It would also let them experience what it meant to go from the clouds to the quagmire. There would be no chance to resist at all!

On this day, Wanwan came back after buying vegetables as usual. Just as she was about to walk to the neighborhood, a figure suddenly scuttled out.

Wanwan was holding the vegetables in her left hand and her right hand was holding the phone to look at the clothing design that Guan Qingjiu sent over. When she was not paying attention, Old Madam had already fallen in front of her when she reacted.

But Wanwan was sure that she did not touch her and there was still a meter of distance between the two of them.

Was she blackmailed?

Such a frightened thought popped up in Wanwan's mind. She looked at Old Madam who was on the ground and saw that she was wearing a custom-made embroidered gown. Not to mention the embroidery, just looking at the workmanship, it was worth a lot.

"Aiyo! Aiyo!"

Old Madam sat on the ground and shouted twice. Her voice was gentle and her sitting posture was quite elegant. If she did not "Aiyo," it would not make people think that she was falling but an art of action.

"Elder, how are you? You need to call a doctor..." Wanwan walked over and just as she squatted down, her words stopped.

Old Madam looked to be in her 70s and had a gentle temperament. From her facial features, one could tell that she was a rare beauty when she was young. Most importantly, she looked very familiar!

"You hit me, little girl! Don't leave!" Old Madam grabbed Yan Wanwan's hand as if she was afraid that she would run away.

Wanwan saw the imperial green jade bracelet slide out of her sleeve and hang on her wrist, and instantly fell silent.2

After a while, she remembered why this Old Madam looked so familiar.

"Madam Fu, is there no one following you when you go out?" Wanwan asked, puzzled and helpless.

Situ demanyue didn't expect Yan Wanwan to recognize her in such a short time. She had clearly only seen her once in the video, and her granddaughter-in-law's memory was really good.

Knowing who she was, she actually called her "Madam Fu." Situ demanyue snorted in her heart. Since you don't call her "grandma," then I don't know you either!

"How do you know my surname is Fu? Who are you? Even if you know my surname is Fu, I won't let you go. You threw me down! " Situ demanyue pretended not to know Yan Wanwan.

"You don't know me anymore? We had a look before... Forget it, let me help you up first."

He could recognize Madam Fu, but the old man might not recognize her. After all, it was just a video call. There were many people outside, so it was better to bring Old Madame to the house to settle down first. In a while, the people from the Fu Family would come and pick her up.

After all, she was Fu Sihan's grandmother and Steward Lin's old master. It would not make sense if she did not take care of her.

It was just that she did not know what kind of road Old Madam was in today's blackmailing. She had never seen anyone dressed so extravagantly and bring such a priceless jade bracelet to blacklist, so she was not afraid of being blackmailed.

"Madam Fu, I live inside. If you don't mind, you can come to my house and sit for a while. You can call your family to pick you up."

"Okay!"

Situ demanyue agreed very quickly. It was so fast that it made Wanwan suspect that Old Madam was waiting for her to say this.

Situ demanyue had taken good care of herself and had also taken good care of her body these few years. A person in her 80s looked like she was only in her 70s.

Wanwan originally wanted to help her walk and was worried that Old Madam would fall on the ground again, but Old Madam walked steadily as if she had opened the two meridians. She did not look like she just got up from the ground.

Situ demi-yue was a famous and gentle socialite when she was young and she was also famous for her elegance after she was older. Wanwan really did not dare to believe that Situ demi-yue would do something like deliberately blackmailing.

But if it was not for deliberately blackmailing, what was going on with her just now?

Wanwan sighed and couldn't figure it out.

She did not realize that not far away from them, there was a low-profile black SUV.

On the SUV sat a driver, two bodyguards, and the accompanying Steward Lin.

Steward Lin watched Old Madame "wrestle" the entire time when Madam was not paying attention, and used her clumsy acting to pull Madam along. And also... She successfully followed her wife into the neighborhood where her wife lived. She used her actions to explain what it meant to "not have enough acting skills, but to be thick-skinned" meant.

"Steward Lin, what Old Madame did... Is it really good?" a bodyguard asked.

Steward Lin said with a face, "Can you stop it? If you can't stop me, then shut up. "His expression showed that he was mentally exhausted.

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