Gu Pinting’s hat was ripped off, revealing an ugly scar on her head.

The tangled hair couldn’t cover that embarrassing scar, which was a mark of her once worshipping Gu Shiyin like a deity, obeying her every word, repeatedly courting death and making countless mistakes, eventually being kicked out of the Gu Family, losing everything, and hitting rock bottom.

The surrounding reporters gasped in disbelief, stunned that this was once the glamorous princess and minor celebrity Gu Pinting.

However, Gu Pinting herself was unfazed, hardly concerned about her extremely disgraceful appearance at the moment, and she lightly tugged at her lips:

"I am indeed Gu Pinting. But if you do a little digging, you’ll know I’ve long been removed from the family registry, no longer a part of the Gu Family, so I have no standing to speak on behalf of anyone from the Gu Family."

"I’m speaking out simply because I can’t stomach this man surnamed Wu’s lies. He reminds me of someone who was particularly... heartless once."

"My aunt Gu Shiyin, she is just like Mr. Wu, a person without a heart, enjoying everyone’s worship while being unscrupulous in her actions and a mouth full of lies."

"Clearly hiding malicious intent in her heart yet presenting a facade of gentleness and kindness, as if everything is for your own good."

"Such a person doesn’t deserve fans, doesn’t deserve to be an idol, doesn’t deserve to stand in public, and even... doesn’t deserve to pick up trash."

Her voice was a bit hoarse, her throat seemed to have suffered not a small injury, but her articulation was still clear.

At this moment, speaking word by word, holding her garbage bag, she wasn’t worried she’d dirty Wu Yongjian, but rather afraid that Wu Yongjian might dirty her garbage.

Wu Yongjian almost had a myocardial infarction upon hearing this.

Shangguan Wanwan’s face changed repeatedly upon hearing, and she solemnly countered:

"Saying such things to confuse the public and seek sympathy is useless. Gu Pinting, the authenticity of your video is still questionable, but Mr. Wu’s donated wind power tower is indeed standing at Xiangshan Temple. I think everyone has eyes; they can clearly see who is sincere and who is maliciously slandering, right?"

Shangguan Wanwan’s rebuttal was powerful, making it difficult for the reporters to make a judgment.

The age of the child being 2 years old is still to be verified, but the wind power tower was indeed donated, and you can find that three-story short tower at the back mountain of the temple on the real map.

Maps never lie, right?

Gu Pinting then pulled out a video from her phone and played it: "The tower was indeed built, but whether it generates power is another matter. A wind power tower costs hundreds of thousands, yet this tower only used a few thousand bucks worth of bricks to build a mere empty structure."

"Besides, haven’t you checked the geographical knowledge? The back mountain of Xiangshan Temple is a valley - no matter the season, there’s hardly any wind. Building a wind power tower where the wind is weak... that’s just a show, right?"

Crowd: "...!"

Such a crazy move?

It practically reshuffled the boundaries of their understanding.

Seeing the situation was about to get out of hand, Shangguan Wanwan stepped in again, trying to save the day: "Nonsense! If the power tower doesn’t work, why would we waste this money?"

Gu Pinting slowly responded: "It’s not entirely useless. This tower does have some use."

Wu Yongjian couldn’t resist but chimed in: "Of course it has a use... "

Who knew, Gu Pinting’s next words nearly scared him to death: "Its use is to calm the spirits. To suppress the spirits of the late wife and deceased child, hoping they won’t reincarnate and seek revenge on you. If anyone doesn’t believe, they can go and see for themselves the tower at Xiangshan Temple, whether the names of his deceased wife and child are suppressed at the base of the tower."

Wu Yongjian broke out in a cold sweat!