She doesn't want to pretend anymore

Manshu didn't know how the reporter got in during the lunch break.

But when she walked to the door of the toilet and was stopped by reporters, she looked confused.

"Hello, are you Yan Manshu?" The person who stopped Manshu was wearing the Yingcai school uniform.

It’s just that this school uniform doesn’t seem to fit well.

He was a young man wearing a baseball cap.

Manshu immediately recognized that he was not from the school.

Because his eyes are too full of social influence, not as pure as those of students who are focused on studying.

"Hello, your school uniform looks a little short." Manshu neither admitted nor denied, but pointed out the flaws of the visitor.

The man subconsciously tugged at his clothes: "Really? Maybe it's because I grew a lot taller this year."

"Your age has changed, right?" Manshu looked at him with a smile.

"Age..." The reporter didn't expect to be exposed so quickly. "Since classmate Manshu has seen it, I won't hide it. Hello, my name is Tu Yang, and I'm a reporter for Xinhua Daily. Our newspaper is committed to letting the general public know the truth and making the world no longer dark..."

Tu Yang was young and passionate after all, so he talked a lot.

"Your newspaper likes to dig into people's privacy, right?" Mansu said.

After all these high-sounding statements, isn't it just that you like to dig into other people's privacy for public entertainment?

Otherwise, I really can't imagine how such tabloids attract attention.

"That's not the case. We once reported on the gutter oil incident at a XX restaurant and helped an elderly man find his long-lost lover."

"You are just following the trend in reporting the gutter oil incident."

"The old man who was looking for his lover, obviously had a wife, but he was still obsessed with his lover."

Manshu happened to remember this incident clearly: "The old lady who was cheated on by the mistress clearly left after she found out that the man had a wife. She has forgotten the pain over the years, but you guys are digging up her secret. How will her descendants feel?"

Reporter Tu touched his nose awkwardly: "I didn't expect that Manshu also knew about our newspaper, but it sounds like there is some misunderstanding. Our newspaper..."

Before he could finish his words, Manshu interrupted him: "I have no intention of making my private affairs public. If you continue to pester me, I can only arrest you and take you to see the school leaders."

"You borrowed this school uniform, didn't you? I'm afraid you'll get in trouble for the classmate who lent you the uniform."

Tu Yang was stunned. He obviously didn't expect Manshu to be so powerful.

Isn’t it said that Yan Manshu came from the countryside?

Not only was he not stage-frightened when meeting the reporter, he was also able to speak wittily and even threatened him in the end.

"Student Manshu, do you have any misunderstandings about the reporter? I have no ill will towards you. In fact, I am here to help you. The Yan family has not responded positively yet. Aren't you worried that they don't want to recognize you as a member of the Yan family?"

"Yan Siyu has occupied your place for seventeen years. The lives you lead are so different from hers. Don't you bear any grudge at all?"

Tu Yang was afraid that Manshu would go to the school leaders if she said so, so he tried to break down her guard with a few words.

Stand by her side and help her. This will instantly move a helpless little girl and make her grab him as if he were a life-saving straw!

It’s a pity that Manshu is not an ordinary girl.

"Thank you for your kindness, but... who do you think I should hate?"