Although Bao Gucheng didn’t show up in the courtroom, he played a decisive role in the outcome of the case.

He only needed to move Gu Pinting on the chessboard, and Mr. Wu won the lawsuit but lost public support, becoming a universally despised figure, like a rat in the street.

Rumor has it that Mr. Wu hastily withdrew from the scene that very night, fleeing abroad with his new wife and child, taking with him the little money he had left.

The countless promotional posters at Imperial University were taken down overnight in disgrace.

When Xi Zuzi and the others went to class early in the morning, there were still people using small knives to scrape off the remnants of adhesive left on the campus walls.

Passing by the sports hall, the display screen had already been repaired, replaced with Wu Qianman in her new Chang Er look.

Xi Rubao happily scrolled through the videos on her phone, showing them to Xi Zuzi: "Sis, look, Qian Man really has the aura of the Fairy Chang Er, and Second Brother really looks like Hou Yi! This is what a celestial couple should be, right? Letting that sleazy guy Wu Yongjian and that homewrecker Meng Xiaoer play the roles would totally ruin Mom’s masterpiece."

Just then, a commotion broke out at the entrance of the sports hall, mingled with indistinct cries for "help."

A group of girls were surrounding a person, pushing her excitedly.

"Give us back our money, you vile swindler, you’re just like Mr. Wu!"

"You brainwashed us on behalf of Mr. Wu, deceived us, where’s your conscience?" 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

"You always claimed to be our Senior Sister, hitting and scolding us regularly, and we put up with it. Now you’ve tricked us out of our living expenses, and you still have the nerve to say you’ll pay us back after you graduate?"

"Didn’t you get tens of millions from your mom? Pay us back!"

It turned out to be Li Ruijia being besieged by a group of junior students.

She had recklessly squandered the 80 million insurance payout obtained from her mother’s imprisonment, spending it all on chasing after stars, buying promotions and gifts for Wu Yongjian. That wasn’t enough—she even urged her juniors in the student council to pool their money and throw it in, especially in recent days, spending heavily for online hype to suppress Gu Qiusha.

If Mr. Wu remained popular, she would have had the chance to make money by auctioning off those promotional materials. But now Mr. Wu’s image has collapsed, and all those promotional materials have become worthless trash.

What once was a highly prized poster now can’t even be given away to scrap collectors without causing them bad luck.

She was penniless, and even her junior fellow students’ living expenses were borrowed by her, leaving no possibility of repayment.

No wonder these people were attacking her.

At this moment, Li Ruijia, disheveled and battered, desperately called out for help when she saw Xi Rubao and others coming over.

Xi Rubao shook her head and sighed, her heart unmoved by the cries for help: "This is the first person I’ve seen being bullied on campus that I don’t sympathize with."

Wu Qianman pursed her lips: "Yes, even Gu Pinting has found her way back, redeeming and repenting. Doesn’t this Senior Sister Li always claim that there are no gods watching over us? Let her bear her own consequences and fall into Hell!"

The three did not linger and continued walking forward.

It wasn’t until they entered the classroom that Xi Rubao suddenly sighed: "Everything is back on track. But there’s still a lingering regret... just, it feels like it’s not satisfying enough, how can someone like Mr. Wu run away with money and live prosperously while his ex-wife and child died miserably, fans were deceived both financially and emotionally, and even someone like Li Ruijia ended up penniless? How can Wu Yongjian still have the chance to live like a normal person?"

Wu Qianman glanced at Xi Zuzi, who was calmly beside her, and said softly, "Maybe it’s not that there’s no retribution, it’s just that the time hasn’t come. Right, Zuzi?"

Xi Zuzi responded faintly, "Mm."

When she heard Xi Rubao’s words "everything is back on track," it struck a chord in her heart, seemingly deep in thought, she gently patted the little crow on the head:

"How many of the original master’s wishes have we fulfilled?"