Chapter 809: Chapter 809: May Not Think So_1
——Talking about those who made the biggest fuss, it has to be Tiffany Lynch’s fans, acting like the internet has no memory. The whole voting fraud incident was already shameless enough, and now they have the audacity to grab more resources?
——Had Smile 9 kicked out the three vote-cheaters back then, we wouldn’t be in this mess now. They were given a break, and still they dare to covet more.
——Hannah’s fans say they are calmly awaiting the little sister’s song release, hoping everyone will support Hannah’s solo, while also thanking Mr. James Landon for his help.
——HQ is a piece of work, too. Back then, to chase clout, they protected the fraudsters to restrict Hannah Winter, and now seeing Hannah’s position unshakable, they turn around to brownnose, just unbelievable!
Online discussions abound, mostly dominated by mockery.
The fans who were clamoring the most joyously are now all silenced, of course, there are still those who indulge in ridicule.
Before, they claimed Hannah was hogging all the group’s popularity, and now they’re accusing her of disregarding the group to release a solo single.
No matter what, there are always critics.
Hannah sat on the balcony, with a cup of hot tea at hand, stepping out of the comments section, she saw several texts congratulating her on releasing a single.
The latest two were from Louis Snyder and Jackie Qualls.
——You’re amazing, sis. I hope you’ll ascend higher and higher, I will always be by your side.
——This path isn’t easy to walk, if you need help with anything, come find me.
Gold Lotus, dozing off to the side, flipped onto its back and lay under the sunlight, completely content.
A little while later, its hind legs, previously curled up, suddenly twitched; it had received a new plot update in its photon brain.
Ever since Hannah broke the storyline, the photon brain had stopped getting plot update alerts for a long time.
Gold Lotus opened the message in surprise, then, looking dejected, closed it.
It climbed onto the table, tugged at Hannah’s clothes, "Master, Jimmy Simmons has awakened."
Hannah opened her eyes, and all she saw was a world lush and green, "Was he saved by Tiffany Lynch?"
Gold Lotus nodded and then shook its head. "It’s not really accurate to say he was saved. The storyline mentioned that Jimmy Simmons fainted by the roadside..."
Unable to explain clearly, it simply pulled up the plot instead.
The night is an endless desolation.
Vincent, waking up on the hospital bed, stared at the ceiling with eyes wide open, as if trapped in a world all his own, gazing vacantly.
Pain still haunted his wounds, feeling like being roasted over a fire, or torn apart violently, endless sourness and bitterness condensing in his chest.
That feeling of utter powerlessness and dryness from screaming with all his might lingered at the pit of his stomach.
The dead of night in the small town felt especially lonely, the dark hospital room as if abandoned by the whole world.
Vincent looked up at the moonlight outside the window, just like that night.
He waited for a long time, then lowered his head, tears falling on the back of his hand.
He knew he would never wait for his Hannah to return again.
So... he would go and find her.
Gold Lotus read up to this point and suddenly burst into wailing cries, "Master, Vincent is so pitiful!"
How could his own master be so heartless as to abandon such a poor soul.
Hannah looked unfazed, her cup of tea steaming in hand, the mist veiling her lovely eyes like morning dew on leaves, "You pity him that much? You might not feel the same when you see him next time."
The tea, as it entered her mouth, seemed to diffuse its fragrance all around her.
Gold Lotus stopped crying, but still couldn’t help sniffling, "No way, Vincent is so adorable, he won’t turn out like in the original plot!"
In the original storyline, none of Jimmy Simmons’s ruthlessness and brutality had diminished, despite his amnesia.
