It was a photo of Mi Yao, but it was a bed photo!
She lay on the bed, her cheeks flushed, her eyes hazy—clearly a picture taken with a man in bed.
Mi Yao was stunned. She didn't know how such a photo could have been released—who had released it?
Her mind was in complete disarray. It was over; her wedding was ruined.
She lifted her gaze and looked around; everyone at the venue was pointing and whispering---
"Good heavens, is that her in the bed photo? She's actually been in bed with a man?"
"To have been in bed and still want to marry Young Master Zhengyu, how shameless, how low!"
"We've all been deceived by her innocent appearance. Even if she marries Young Master Zhengyu, she'll cheat on him eventually. A woman like her can't stand loneliness."...
Caught off guard by this sudden disaster, Mi Yao turned to Miao Erlan, "Auntie, let me explain..."
"Slap!" Miao Erlan raised her hand and slapped her across the face.