The Darling of Heaven Owns a Rip-off Shop

However, Pan Lin hung up on her almost immediately.

Zhang Mengfei was stunned; it was the first time Pan Lin had hung up on her, something that had never happened before.

Zhang Mengfei dialed the number again, but was met with a busy signal.

A massive panic engulfed Zhang Mengfei.

Unwilling to give up, she dialed the number again, but still couldn’t get through. Then she quickly opened WeChat to send a message, but Pan Lin didn’t reply. She tried contacting him on QQ, but Pan Lin still didn’t respond.

Does Pan Lin know?

Is he aware?

How did he find out?

Zhang Mengfei’s back was soaked with cold sweat, and she slumped in her chair, her mind blank.

How could it be possible? How did Pan Lin find out?

Could it be that Han Ting told him? Because she ran into Han Ting?

That must be the reason!

Zhang Mengfei tightly gripped her phone, realizing that Han Ting had known all along, which is why she refused to help her.

Put thoughts of that aside for now, consider how to handle the fact that everything has been revealed.

Will Pan Lin hold her accountable? Does Pan Lin still have genuine feelings for her? He probably won’t tell others, right? Also, regarding the money and gifts, based on Pan Lin’s character, he likely won’t ask for them back.

Actually, isn’t the issue quite small?

As long as she transfers the server and changes her environment, it’ll be okay?

Zhang Mengfei’s mind raced with thoughts of escape.

Just then, her phone rang with a WeChat message from Pan Lin.

”Can I see what you really look like?”

Just a single line.

Zhang Mengfei couldn’t fathom the exhaustion Pan Lin felt as he mustered the strength to type those words.

She stared blankly at the phone, without replying.

Show Pan Lin her true appearance?

Pan Lin would probably despise it. She wasn’t pretty at all. In her dormitory with four people, she once considered herself naturally beautiful, but she ranked last in appearance, even less than Huang Shiyuan.

Moreover, she’s been staying indoors in front of the computer without moving, eating a lot of takeout, and has gained over 130 pounds.

Her face has grown sallow from staring at the computer without putting on sunblock.

How could she even consider sending her ugly and overweight self to Pan Lin?

”I’m sorry.” Zhang Mengfei thought for a moment and sent those three words.

”What information about you is actually true?” Pan Lin sent another message.

”It’s true that I’m a student at University A. I’m sorry for deceiving you.” Zhang Mengfei pondered how to soothe Pan Lin’s emotions so that he might let this go without holding her accountable.

”Did you really like me then?” Pan Lin asked again.

This was obviously a question that required careful consideration. Zhang Mengfei had been with Pan Lin for so long that she understood his personality quite well. She knew that the answer to this question was most crucial.

”Like you? Yes, very much. You’re so outstanding, and I’m simply so inadequate that I can’t match up to you. I disappointed you; someone like me doesn’t deserve to be with you. But because I liked you so much and feared you’d reject me, I used someone’s photo to deceive you. I’m sorry, please consider this a bad dream; now, the dream is over. I’m really sorry...” Zhang Mengfei worked to shape a character of deep affection yet abject humility as sweat layered her palms.

After quite a while, Pan Lin finally sent a message: ”So you’re still unwilling to show me what you really look like?”

Zhang Mengfei instantly replied: ”Can I be allowed the last bit of ridiculous self-esteem?”

Pan Lin didn’t send another message.

Zhang Mengfei felt relieved, believing the matter had been perfectly resolved.

Now she quickly planned to transfer the server.

But will things be as simple as she imagines?