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The Whole Internet is Shipping Me with My Ex-Boyfriend

Nanxi Bu Xi
The whole internet is shipping me with my ex-boyfriend National film emperor, Chi Yu, lived up to his name, like a gentle breeze or bright moon. One day, rumors spread that he had a girlfriend whom he pampered for years. Media reporters scrambled to interview him, but his indifferent face in front of the camera said: Just rumors. Entertainment industry big shot, Gu Yuan, is rich, beautiful, well-connected, and has a boyfriend who loves and spoils her, Chi Yu. The outside world doesn't know that Gu Yuan had once spent a fortune to support Chi Yu's debut, making him quickly rise to fame, only for him to now turn around and dump her, truly heartless. - Not long after, Gu Yuan healed herself, quickly moving on from the emotional shadow, becoming indifferent and cold-hearted, never considering any man again. Chi Yu stood by the seaside, still like a gentle breeze or bright moon, but there was a persistent emotion in his eyes: "What will it take for you to forgive me?" Gu Yuan responded with a smile, pointing at the tumultuous sea: "Jump in. If you die, I'll forgive you, after all, the dead deserve respect." Chi Yu: "..." - That day, a video went viral all over the internet—a clip inadvertently captured Gu Yuan showing up on an outdoor reality show for a few seconds, where she was lying on a tree asleep, while Chi Yu gazed up at her affectionately. Initially, the whole internet was calm: Not shipping! Absolutely not shipping! Eventually, the whole internet exploded: Please, someone hold my head down and let me ship fervently! (A truly beautiful and rich heroine X a truly regretful hero chasing his wife in a crematorium)
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