Chapter 8: An Explosion of Passion! The Pure Love War God Falls at Last! [Please Support with Votes]

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This sudden explosive news quickly captured the attention of countless onlookers, and the rumor spread like wildfire among Sister Zheng’s fanbase.

Upon seeing the chat content, all of Teacher Xiao Zheng’s fans were stunned!

As a female celebrity, her fanbase was predominantly male. Compared to female fans who could be obsessive, male fans, though fond of their idols, remained rational enough to distinguish right from wrong. They all understood that in matters of borrowing money without repayment, no matter how much they disliked Hu Ming, Sister Zheng was clearly in the wrong.

Many felt that the pure and innocent image of this nation’s sweetheart had been shattered by the exposure of this incident.

Some casual fans with little attachment immediately turned to criticize.

“I never thought you could be so despicable!”

“I used to think Hu Ming was the problem, but now I see you’re the truly malicious one!”

“He was a top star before dating you, but after, he went bankrupt. You’re the one dating—every time, you disappear without a word.”

“Judging by all the chat logs revealed, he tried every possible way to treat you well, never did anything wrong to you, even took out loans for you, and after all that, not only was he not appreciated, he was scolded, and you wouldn’t even treat him to McDonald’s?”

“Conscience be damned!”

“The pure love warrior of the capital city has fallen!”

“The pure love warrior of the metropolis is disheartened!”

“The pure love warrior of Sichuan has died!”

“Pay back the money now!”

“...”

...

A film crew in the capital city.

While Sister Zheng was filming, her manager hurriedly pulled her into the trailer.

“Sis, bad news! You’re trending!”

“If this isn’t handled well, your career might collapse!”

Sister Zheng: “?!”

She looked incredulous. “Are you kidding me?”

“Really, Lu Ming exposed your chat logs. I never expected that the guy who once worshipped you as a goddess, who obeyed you completely, would now want to ruin your stardom. Men really are no good... we—”

Sister Zheng, voice cold: “Do you want to start from the late Eastern Han Dynasty? How many times have I told you this? Just get to the point next time!”

Without waiting for the manager’s explanation, she quickly logged into Weibo on her phone.

Three minutes later, Sister Zheng’s face flushed red, fists clenched so tightly her knuckles turned white.

“How dare he.”

“How dare he do this to me!”

“Didn’t he consider that this would ruin me?”

Seeing the flood of hateful private messages in her inbox, she was so angry her eyes reddened.

In desperation, she opened her blacklist, unblocked him, and sent a message demanding answers.

[The other party has blacklisted you!]

“Great, just great. Now he dares to blacklist me!”

“Is this part of his ‘playing hard to get’ routine?”

“Pathetic!”

With a knowing look, Sister Zheng snorted coldly, then unblocked Lu Ming again and dialed his number.

After a long delay, he answered.

“What do you want?”

“Why did you expose those chats? Do you realize how much harm this has caused me?”

“Delete it immediately!”

Sister Zheng spoke in a commanding tone.

Lu Ming: “?”

“Where do your parents live?”

“Why do you ask that?” Sister Zheng was wary.

“I just want to confirm if you used to get hit every time you made a mistake as a child.”

Sister Zheng: “?!”

“Are you calling me crazy?”

“Otherwise? Which decent person borrows money and talks to their creditor like that?” Lu Ming laughed.

Feeling insulted, Sister Zheng raised her voice:

“I don’t have time for this. Delete the Weibo post and issue an apology saying you never owed me money, that you’ve already been paid back.”

“Have you taken a civil service exam recently or what?”

Sister Zheng: “??”

She was struggling to keep up with his bizarre logic.

“I’m serious! Just say yes or no.”

“No! Yes!”

“Then how dare you act all high and mighty?” Lu Ming’s voice turned cold. “You didn’t even ask me if I agreed, just went on your rant. Who do you think you are, Elizabeth?”

Sister Zheng: “!!!”

She couldn’t believe the past obsessive admirer who once loved her to death now dared talk to her like this.

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“Lu Ming, I’m really getting angry!” Sister Zheng snapped impatiently. “I’ll pay you back later, just delete the Weibo post first!”

Lu Ming: “Idiot, I’ve already sued you. Wait for the court summons!”

Click.

The call ended abruptly. Sister Zheng was stunned.

She looked at her manager sharply: “How dare he talk to me like that? Is he crazy?”

“I think his mental state was off even before joining Mushroom House. Maybe this scandal pushed him over the edge. He’s gone insane. You might want to be more tactful. We are partly at fault here...” the manager tried to soothe her. “Say something nice to make him feel better.”

Sister Zheng: “...”

Who does she think she is? Does she understand the weight of being the nation’s sweetheart?

Reluctantly, but aware the situation was spreading fast online and every second counted...

“Just this once.”

She redialed.

The sharp voice from a moment ago softened into a coquettish tone: “Babe~”

“Sorry, it was my fault earlier. Can you please delete the Weibo post?”

Lu Ming: “Did you just eat superglue?”

Sister Zheng was confused but kept a gentle voice: “What superglue, baby? I don’t understand what you’re saying. Are you asking me to celebrate 520 with you?”

“Crazy! I asked if you ate superglue and glued your vocal cords shut.” Lu Ming’s tone was irritable. “Your voice almost made me throw up my leftovers!”

“Jerk!” Sister Zheng instantly broke character. “Don’t be so mean!”

“Didn’t eat glue?” Lu Ming suddenly understood, sarcastically: “Well, you’re doing well lately, Xiao Zheng. Your projects flopped, can’t survive in the entertainment circle, thinking of switching to voice acting?”

Sister Zheng was exasperated. Her manager frantically gestured at her to hold back, so she took a deep breath.

“Lu Ming, we dated for quite a while. Even if we break up, we should maintain some dignity and part amicably, right?”

“Do you realize how much damage your slander is causing me?!”

Lu Ming sneered: “Lady, can you have some shame?”

“Let’s forget the past. About this so-called ‘relationship’—we barely met. We never even held hands. What kind of relationship was that?”

“At most, it was an online romance.”

“Oh right, online romance scams are punishable by law. Ready to face the consequences?”

Sister Zheng: “...”

She grabbed a porcelain cup on the table and smashed it on the floor. Shards flew everywhere, and one slice cut her delicate calf, leaving a clear bloody scratch.

“Ahhh!”

Her manager was shocked: “I’ll call an ambulance!”

“Wait!” Sister Zheng bit her lip to hold back tears, voice trembling over the phone: “Stop messing around, okay?!”

“Drama queen?” Lu Ming sounded sarcastic. “Woman, you’re full of tricks!”

Hearing his mocking tone, Sister Zheng broke down and cried aloud:

“Why? Why is everyone against me? Why even you bully me? I didn’t do anything wrong. I just wanted a normal love. I just wanted to end a failed relationship quickly. What did I do to deserve this revenge?!”

“Are you trying to kill me?”

“Lu Ming, you have no heart!”

Listening to this madwoman’s exaggerated complaints, Lu Ming sounded disgusted:

“Your acting is stiff, no logic. You scammed me out of ten million and ruined me, yet here you are crying. It’s like a kidnapper who destroyed countless families crying about how hard their life is before execution. Who would sympathize?”

“By the way, brother’s been reflecting on acting lately.”

“Wait, let me get into character.”

Sister Zheng: “???”

Damn it! This guy looks perfect physically—face, temperament, figure—but otherwise a worthless mess. And now he’s lecturing about acting?

Besides, she was genuinely emotional just now, not acting for him!

His interruption diluted her feelings.

“I didn’t...” she started to say, but then heard a heart-wrenching growl from the other end:

“That ten million was Cola’s life-saving money!!”

Startled, Sister Zheng reflexively threw her phone away.

“Cola is still on the operating table waiting for care. You call that scamming money? No, you’re endangering a living creature!”

“Dogs have keen noses. If Cola becomes a ghost, she’ll haunt your mansion first!”

“You come home at night, open the door to see Cola howling at you like a ghost. You lie on the bed, and Cola hangs from the ceiling smiling at you. You sleep and dream of Cola’s terrifying face. Even when you wake to use the bathroom, the toilet water is thick, red blood!”

“She won’t even spare you as a ghost!”

“I know your birth date and time. If you don’t pay back, I’ll find a shaman in Thailand to stick voodoo dolls in you, burn yellow paper, chant spells, curse you!”

“I want you to suffer worse than death!”

Sister Zheng: “...”

For some reason, the earlier sadness was replaced by irritation. She suddenly wanted to jump through the phone and rip that bastard’s foul mouth apart.

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