Chapter 45: Framed

Although Gu Wenyan found it very strange, since Bao Sihan had already agreed, she did not voice any other objections.

She seemed to understand a little of what Bao Sihan wanted to do.

He wanted to take this opportunity with the media to once again emphasize the relationship between the two of them.

Although the public had long known about them, Bao Sihan had never formally given an interview before; it seemed he could no longer wait...

In Bao Sihan's eyes, she was probably always like the wind—something that could slip away at any moment—so he needed to constantly confirm in this way that she could only belong to him alone...

When Gu Wenyan's emotions fluctuated, the man rubbed her head gently: "I'll try to finish my side within ten minutes. Just answer casually, and if you don't want to answer something, don't say it."

"Mm... go ahead."

The media outlet responsible for interviewing Bao Sihan was to take him to another quiet place, seemingly to prevent any communication between them during the conversation, wanting to test the tacit understanding between the two.

Gu Wenyan, meanwhile, looked at the reporter before her: "Whatever you want to ask, go ahead and ask."

If she could answer, Gu Wenyan naturally would answer; as for what she did not want to answer, she would simply refuse.

"Miss Gu, may I ask why your wedding with the Bo Family Head was suddenly cancelled? We all know that you and the Bo Family Head before... didn't seem to have that much contact—was it an arranged marriage?"

"Who said that?" Gu Wenyan said with a faint smile. "I don't know where you got your information from, but in any case, I hope you won't speculate freely about anything between him and me."

"As for when Si Han and I will hold our new wedding, once I have news, I will let you know... As for the reason for the cancellation, I think it was already made very clear before—this is our private matter."

Seeing that Gu Wenyan's response was so watertight, the reporter could only continue asking: "Then what kind of feelings do you have for the Bo Family Head?"

"He is the person I have decided to spend my life with."

Gu Wenyan thought that what she had answered should already be enough.

The rest, she did not wish to speak about in front of the media.

"Then..."

The questions Gu Wenyan continued to answer were actually not very useful, but she still answered them truthfully.

Five minutes later.

"... Well then, thank you, Miss Gu. We're already very happy that you could answer these questions. We hope your future life with the Bo Family Head will be even happier."

After the reporter finished speaking, she began packing up her things. Seeing that she was laden with bags large and small, Gu Wenyan proactively offered: "Do you need my help?"

"Ah! Yes, thank you so much, Miss Gu. Could you trouble yourself to carry this for me?"

The reporter handed her tripod to Gu Wenyan.

Holding it in her hands, she didn't feel that helping with this small favor was anything special.

Just as the reporter was packing up her other equipment, other media suddenly came upstairs, then exclaimed in surprise: "What's wrong with this calligraphy?"

Hearing the commotion, Gu Wenyan and the reporter both turned their heads at the same time and saw that the calligraphy right behind her had suffered obvious damage.

The calligraphy personally written by Gu Yefeng... had actually been damaged.

Many of the people who had come up to admire it saw this scene and were all extremely surprised.

"How did this damage happen?"

"Quick, go find the staff!"

"Ah, what a pity. I heard this is the favorite piece of Gu Second Young Master!"

Seeing the damaged calligraphy behind her, Gu Wenyan's expression gradually froze, because she could be certain that the damaged area was clearly the result of human sabotage.

But just now, they had clearly all been right here, and she hadn't heard a single sound.

Except... when the reporter before her was packing up her things, her attention had been drawn away, so she hadn't noticed anyone coming up behind her.

Gu Yefeng's calligraphy was simply hung on the wall without any protective measures—this was an extremely bold act, but since it was his own work, Gu Yefeng naturally did as he pleased.

But now that his calligraphy had been damaged, it meant someone had caused trouble.

Soon, having received the news, he also strode upstairs.

Following him were other members of the Gu Family.

"This is? Brother, your most carefully crafted piece! Who on earth did this? Who destroyed it? How despicable!" Gu Mianmian was greatly shocked.

Gu Yeting, seeing this scene, was equally furious: "Security! Where did the security on this floor just run off to?!"

Gu Mianmian suddenly stepped forward a few paces, looked at her second brother's expression, which had frozen so that his true emotions were unreadable, then turned her head to look at the destroyed piece.

She said: "Indeed, there are very clear signs of deliberate damage."

"Who on earth did this... it's too much. Why would they destroy my second brother's such heartfelt work? We must find this person out!"

Gu Mianmian clenched her fists, righteous indignation burning in her, her expression exceptionally angry.

The others were also all chattering away, clearly shocked by this unexpected incident.

At this moment, everyone's focus was no longer on today's Art Gallery Opening Ceremony, but on who had destroyed this calligraphy.

All curiosity and gossip rose up at this moment—people's minds were sometimes strangely like this.

They were always more easily drawn to questions that seemed to have more topical focus.

And Gu Wenyan, standing behind the crowd watching this scene, hadn't yet had a chance to say anything when the reporter who had just interviewed her suddenly said: "Miss Gu, it seems like you were the one holding the tripod and accidentally bumped into it just now?"

Everyone's gaze turned toward them, and Gu Wenyan's face changed slightly: "What did you say?"

"When I was packing up my things just now, I vaguely seemed to see you holding the tripod... accidentally bumping into it, but I thought it wasn't a big deal."

Gu Mianmian burst out indignantly: "Don't talk nonsense about my sister. How could that be possible!"

But the tripod was right in Gu Wenyan's hands, and upon looking, the crowd also noticed that it did seem a bit like it had been accidentally damaged by the tripod...

"It's really possible. Maybe it was her?"

"Accidentally? Maybe it was on purpose... Who knows whether it really was an accident?"

"But the Gu family's Second Young Master has already been quite nice to her."

"Exactly. If she still did it on purpose, that would be truly heartless and ungrateful!"

These whispers were like invisible blades and swords stabbing viciously into Gu Wenyan, trying to pierce straight through her heart.

If this had been her past life, Gu Wenyan would already have been furious at this point, responding in a sharp and aggressive way.

But at this moment, Gu Wenyan was calmer than anyone else.

"You didn't actually see anything at all."

Her gaze was gentle, yet razor-sharp.

"Just now, when you were packing up, you handed the tripod to me and asked me to hold it for you. You kept your head down the whole time packing your bundle — how could you possibly have seen that it was I who destroyed that calligraphy?"

Gu Wenyan was not flustered; she wanted to seek out the truth for herself.

Bao Sihan had also just finished his interview and returned at this moment. Seeing the gathering here, his eyes darkened, and he quickly walked to Gu Wenyan's side.