Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Violet passed restlessly, tossing and turning, feeling restless all night.

In the morning, she got up listlessly, like a sleepwalker, and made some milk and toast.

While browsing through her phone, the hot search was still about the wedding of Anthony and Lisa, which made her mood even worse.

Suddenly, her yawn froze on her face, and her eyes widened.

Under the hot search for Crawford’s wedding, there was another hot search, “A woman wanted to pursue Mr. Anthony at the wedding scene and was pinned down for an hour.”

The woman in the picture looked disheveled and seemingly mentally ill. Wasn’t that her?!

Violet looked at her disheveled self, trembling with anger.

Who took this photo?

This was a violation of her privacy.

After reading the comments, all of them were asking, “Who is this girl? Which one is she? Can someone please expose her?”

Suddenly, Violet felt relieved.

Luckily, her makeup was so messy that no one could recognize her.

Violet clicked on the photo and zoomed in, but the quality became even blurrier. A passerby must have taken it.

She breathed a sigh of relief. Because the photo was so blurry, no one could recognize her.

Thank goodness.

Violet was relieved that her makeup was ruined and no one could recognize her.

But in the next second, she just refreshed the page.

new headline suddenly

Chaos

face was magnified in

was so blurry a moment ago that she could

such a

there high-definition photos,

woman was struggling

left, she still ran after them, stomping and

reluctantly picked it

felt embarrassed when she saw netizens’ derogatory

it’s her. I couldn’t find her

I’m a foreign netizen. I’ve never

including being a gentle, intellectual, independent modern woman, a once-in-a-century genius painter, and a talented

nothing to do with her, not

replied, “Trash, get

so much that she could not hold her phone anymore when she saw these

had not eaten breakfast and almost fainted

netizens, why are they so foul? Do you

solemnly declare here. Yesterday, I was hosting an art exhibition, which was very important to me, and I was extremely busy. I didn’t have any time

were

the investigative abilities

“Is that so? Look at this, who is it? It’s Violet at

the same clothes, carrying the same bag, with the same hairstyle and even the same earrings as the crazy woman at the Crawford

still argue her way out of it if it were a blurry

it was regrettable that the high-definition video of the live scene revealed the presence of numerous

tsk, She

people like this the most. Their mouths

slanderous remarks, but she remained

she