Chapter 3The Rebound with a Movie Star

The next day,

#Caleb Nancy Livestream Diss Battle#

#Good Morning World Guests Caleb Nancy#

Both topics topped the trending search list.

My account gained hundreds of thousands of followers overnight. Of course, mostly haters.

Just as my agent was ecstatic, the popular starlet Bella posted sarcastically under the topic:

"A toad lusting after swan meat."

In no time, this post was sent to the trending search by bots.

Endless insults poured in:

[Bella is right. Nancy, have some shame. Is Caleb's fame that easy to leech off?]

[Always a leech. Hard to comment on this.]

Out of ten thousand comments, more than half were negative.

My reputation hit rock bottom instantly.

But at this moment, Movie King Liam posted late at night:

"Sister is so good, how could anyone be blind enough to look down on her?"

Five minutes later, it topped the trending search list, and the top comment exploded:

[Is this still our noble and cold Movie King? Why does he feel a bit... bitchy?]

Liam's post was like a heavy bomb dropped into a calm lake, stirring up ripples one after another. Netizens asked curiously:

[What is the relationship between Liam and Nancy? Daring to support Nancy at this time?]

Solo fans explained:

[Our brother is soft-hearted. After all, they are on the same variety show; it's not good to make things too awkward.]

There were also dissatisfied ones:

[Nancy is too manipulative. Knowing there are a top-tier star and a Movie King in the show, she deliberately leeched off the heat.]

[Our Movie King is beautiful alone. Please don't be sentimental. Flops stay away, thanks.]

Having been in the industry for so many years, I was used to hearing insults. After all, this contributed to my traffic.

It was just Liam's support that surprised me.

Even my agent called specifically to ask: "Nancy, did you have a friendship with Liam before?"

"I don't think so?"

Liam's perfectly sculpted face was unforgettable.

If I had to mention it... a memory suddenly surfaced in my mind.

It was the third day after Caleb signed the divorce agreement.

Seeing me depressed, a friend took me to a bar, claiming:

"Instead of languishing over a scumbag, let's go look at handsome guys."

"The next one is better, the next one is more obedient!"

Unable to resist her, I agreed.

But I forgot that when I get drunk, my personality changes drastically, and I act crazy.

After three rounds of drinks, I started getting tipsy, picked up my phone, walked straight to a handsome guy in a booth not far away, and opened my QR code:

"Hello, handsome. Wanna kiss?"

The man turned his head, high nose bridge, indifferent eyes.

Cruelly rejected, I squatted down hugging my legs and screamed: "I thought we had a chance. Didn't expect it to be my monologue."

Perhaps seeing this for the first time, the man was shaken, extended his phone, and showed his QR code.

I added him on WeChat and casually noted him as "Chat Guy."

After all, ordering a guy in a bar, if not for chatting, what else could it be for?

Opening the chat box, I bombarded him:

"Sister has five apartments in Beverly Hills. Brother, wanna consider?"

"Be my boyfriend, only profit, no loss."

...

Thinking about it now, this "Chat Guy" looked exactly like Liam!

I covered my head.

"Then how did he...?"

My agent hesitated to speak, but I understood her implication.

But with just a one-time encounter in a bar, Liam shouldn't remember me.

Seeing me silent, she quickly changed the subject: "Don't think about it. Filming starts in two days. Adjust your state."

I nodded: "Okay."