I Regained My Memories and Became Rich After Getting Divorced Chapter 316: Reverse

Chapter 316: Reverse

Translator: _Min_ |

The public’s realization of being manipulated by Jiang Yue sparked a wave of anger and disbelief.

“I feel like a fool for speaking up for Jiang Yue.”

“It’s not entirely our fault. Jiang Yue’s demeanor in front of the reporter was so timid, we thought she was genuinely aggrieved. She was just exploiting our sympathy.”

“I just remembered her engagement scandal, where she was exposed to be involved with multiple men, and now she has the audacity to call someone else a mistress and frame Chairwoman Gu. Unbelievable.”

“I regret my poor memory for not realizing this more quickly. From today, I’ll remember Jiang Yue’s name and never believe anything about her again!”

After venting their frustrations on Jiang Yue, people began apologizing to Gu Dai on the Gu Group’s official pages and grew more curious about her.

“Does anyone know what Chairwoman Gu looks like? I’m so curious about her.”

“I’m curious too, but there seems to be no information about her online. I remember last time all photos of Gu Dai were blurred.”

“Miss Gu Dai is so mysterious. True to the style of a chairwoman.”

Jiang Yue, awakened by a knock, opened the door irritably. Seeing Zhao Xuan, she asked in an annoyed tone, “What do you want?”

“President Song asked me to bring you to the company,” Zhao Xuan replied flatly.

Jiang Yue’s eyes lit up, with her arms folded in front of her chest, she arrogantly said, “Lead the way.”

Jiang Yue, visibly displeased, declared, “Wait until I see Brother Song Ling. I’ll tell him about your behavior, and you’ll be fired!”

Unaware of the changing situation online, Jiang Yue thought Song Ling had sent Zhao Xuan to find her because he’d realized his true feelings for her.

Zhao Xuan, though thinking Jiang Yue foolish, remained silent and escorted her to Song Corporation.

Jiang Yue, misinterpreting Zhao Xuan’s silence as intimidation from her words, held her head high, pride swelling in her heart as she gazed out the window.

Suddenly, the image of Gu Dai appeared in Jiang Yue’s mind. A smile curled at her lips, and she sent a message to Gu Dai.

Jiang Yue: “Brother Song Ling really likes me. He’s concerned about the harsh words people online might say about me. He’s comforting me now. Even though you were married to him for three years, you never captured his heart. He doesn’t like you at all.”

Pausing for a few seconds, Jiang Yue’s lips twisted into a smirk as she sent another message.

Jiang Yue: “You have no charm. No man will ever like you in this lifetime!”

Zhao Xuan, observing Jiang Yue’s distorted features as she smiled at her phone, felt a chill in his heart. It took him several moments of mental preparation before he could muster the courage to speak, “Miss Jiang Yue, we’ve arrived.”

Jiang Yue tossed her bag to Zhao Xuan with arrogance, saying, “You’ve never touched such an expensive bag in your life. Consider it an honor to carry it for me today.”

Zhao Xuan’s expression turned gloomy. He was tempted to throw the bag away but restrained himself, uncertain of Song Ling’s current stance towards Jiang Yue. Reluctantly, he picked up her bag.

Jiang Yue wore a look of disdain for Zhao Xuan, but as soon as she entered the office, her demeanor changed. She smiled brightly and called out sweetly, “Brother Song Ling, I’m here.”

Song Ling looked up, his gaze icy as it fell upon Jiang Yue.

Startled, Jiang Yue’s smile faded as she asked timidly, “Brother Song Ling, what’s wrong?”

Song Ling slid his phone across the table towards her, indicating that she should look.

Jiang Yue’s face drained of color as she saw the messages on the screen. She hadn’t expected the online narrative to completely reverse while she slept.

Now, Gu Dai was portrayed as the victim, and she faced public scorn.

Song Ling spoke coldly, “I gave you a chance on the rooftop, yet you still slandered Gu Dai. You clearly don’t take me seriously.”

Jiang Yue, seeing Song Ling’s livid face, shook her head frantically in denial, stammering, “I—I didn’t, I took your words to heart.”

Song Ling scoffed, “If you really did, what’s all this online?”