014 Let Me Show You What It Means to Be Proven Guilty! (Please Add to Your Favorites)

However, as soon as Su Yunjin finished speaking, Wang Tao—who had been so enthusiastic just moments before—suddenly looked crestfallen.
“Lotus fiber fabric… Well, in that case, forget it. That material is far too expensive.”
He didn’t mind spending thousands or even tens of thousands on a single outfit, but lotus fiber was, after all, an infamously costly fabric in the industry; just one bolt could fetch hundreds of thousands, even millions.
Not to mention the added cost of a designer’s touch, the handcrafting fees and design charges—the final price of a single garment could easily soar to several million.
He might be a celebrity, but he wasn’t exactly rolling in money.
With all the deductions, splits, and family expenses, the amount he could actually splurge was limited.
Dropping millions on a single outfit? That was a level of extravagance he simply couldn’t reach.
“A whole outfit made of lotus fiber? Seems like Ms. Su must come from quite a well-off family. How come I heard she doesn’t even have a smartphone?”
As Wang Tao’s voice faded, Luo Zizhen suddenly chimed in, facing the mirror as she rolled her eyes so hard they nearly disappeared into her skull.
She was nothing like Wang Tao, who seemed to take Su Yunjin’s every word as gospel.
Lotus fiber?
And how exactly was that to be proven?
Was there even an institution that could appraise it?
It was just an ordinary dress, after all. Claiming it was made of lotus fiber—did she simply have to flaunt herself like this?
If she could wear a dress worth hundreds of thousands, why couldn’t she buy a smartphone? A phone hardly costs anything. What a show-off!
“Don’t say that, Zhenzhen. To each their own—perhaps she’s just sentimental about her old phone,”
Before Su Yunjin could respond, Zhang Chuchu spoke up with a bright smile, the sarcasm in her tone utterly undisguised.
At once, the atmosphere froze.
Wang Tao and Shao Xinghui nervously glanced at Su Yunjin.
They wanted to intervene, but as two men, they had no idea how to get involved.
And as soon as Zhang Chuchu finished, Luo Zizhen let out a cold snort. “How odd. These days, people can be lovesick fools, but I’ve never heard of anyone being infatuated with outdated electronics. A phone worth a few thousand isn’t exactly a priceless treasure. I really can’t think of any reason—other than being broke—that would make someone so obsessed with a relic like that.”
“Zhenzhen.”
Zhang Chuchu smiled, as if to dissuade Luo Zizhen, but in reality, she was endorsing her tirade.
Previously, they’d been wary of Su Yunjin because she had Zhang Zhichang, the producer, backing her.
But ever since Lu Qingyun held that meeting, Zhang Zhichang’s status had been rendered insignificant.

And it was clear that Lu Qingyun wanted Su Yunjin gone. If they succeeded in driving her out, wouldn’t they be helping Lu Qingyun, intentionally or not?
Between Young Master Lu and a minor producer, anyone with sense knew which side to take!
“What? Am I wrong? Oh, there is one exception, of course, and that is…”
Luo Zizhen shot Su Yunjin a dismissive look. “Some people are just gullible. The world isn’t as simple as she imagines.”
The implication was clear—she was all but calling Su Yunjin a gold-digger.
In the face of their sneering, Su Yunjin merely looked at them coolly, studying them both intently before turning to the makeup artist.
“Ladies, it seems they’re finished. If that’s the case, could you please do my makeup?”
From the very beginning, Luo Zizhen and Zhang Chuchu had been openly hostile toward her.
Naturally, Su Yunjin was no martyr. Since they treated her with such disdain, she saw no reason to be polite in return.
As for whether her dress was really made of lotus fiber, that was not her concern to prove.
If someone genuinely wanted to know, she was happy to explain. But if they didn’t believe her, why should she bother wasting her words?
Since the two of them were so pleased with themselves, she might as well get her makeup done. She certainly didn’t intend to appear on camera for her first show without makeup.
“Who said we’re finished?”
The moment Su Yunjin tried to get the makeup artists’ attention, Luo Zizhen’s expression changed abruptly. She stood up, glaring at Su Yunjin in outrage.
“Oh? Not finished? Then what are you doing here, running your mouths?”
Su Yunjin retorted with a cold laugh.
Zhang Chuchu spoke up, “What’s this? Is the dressing room yours alone? We’re not allowed to talk?”
“So, the makeup artists are yours too?”
Su Yunjin replied calmly.
Zhang Chuchu opened her mouth, knowing she was in the wrong, but Luo Zizhen interjected, “The makeup artists aren’t ours, and they certainly aren’t yours.
Su Yunjin, I’m warning you—if you mess up our makeup today, just wait and see what happens!”
With Lu Qingyun’s stance made clear, neither Luo Zizhen nor Zhang Chuchu bothered to hide their hostility anymore.
Who was Su Yunjin, after all?
Just a nobody.
Her only support was a minor producer, Zhang Zhichang.
No matter what, the two of them at least had some fanbase, not to mention the contacts they’d built up over the years in the entertainment industry. Why would they be afraid of a mere outsider?

Luo Zizhen was domineering, Zhang Chuchu sneered at her side.
Wang Tao and Shao Xinghui wanted to help, but at this point, it wasn’t their place to get involved.
The two makeup artists, held hostage by Luo Zizhen and Zhang Chuchu, didn’t dare utter a word.
In the entertainment industry, the last thing anyone wanted was to get caught in one of these backstage catfights.
The parties involved either had powerful backers or were trending idols, leaving little room for staff to maneuver—they could only stand by, anxious and uneasy.
Seeing their demeanor, Su Yunjin didn’t waste time. She picked up her phone and called Zhang Zhichang directly.
“Hello?”
Zhang Zhichang’s voice came through at once.
“Mr. Zhang, could you please come backstage? I’m a bit confused—are the makeup artists not here for me?”
She put the call on speaker for everyone to hear.
She always sought to act with a clear conscience, but now that Luo Zizhen and Zhang Chuchu were slinging mud at her, she’d… let them have their wish!
So what if she was close with Zhang Zhichang?
Fine, she would let them see what it meant to truly confirm their suspicions!
After a brief silence on the other end, Zhang Zhichang replied gravely, “I’ll be right there.”
The call ended.
Su Yunjin, now unhurried, sat down in a chair and waited.
Before long, Zhang Zhichang entered, pushing open the door. “What’s going on here?”
He didn’t address Su Yunjin, but the two makeup artists standing beside Luo Zizhen and Zhang Chuchu.
“Mr. Zhang, Ms. Luo and Ms. Zhang have very high standards for their makeup…”
The makeup artist next to Luo Zizhen answered.
The one beside Zhang Chuchu nodded as well.
Though neither spelled it out, their demeanor said it all—Luo Zizhen and Zhang Chuchu were deliberately monopolizing them and refusing to let go.
In short, they were intentionally preventing Su Yunjin from getting her makeup done.
And for a lead mentor to appear on camera without makeup—imagine the fodder that would be for gossip.