Zhou Yuan's face looked extremely grim. The video had probably already been taken to the outside world by defectors, so destroying it was out of the question.
The conclusion of social death had already been decided.
And this time, it would be especially brutal.
Amy cautiously asked, "You look awful. Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"
"No..." Zhou Yuan rubbed his face, "It's just that I realized my reputation seems to have reached an irredeemable point."
"Huh?"
Amy was stunned, "Is it because of the reality show? But didn't you just mention the type of person you like? What's the big deal? Even if the person you like knows about it, it should be a good thing, right?"
"Why would you think it's a good thing?"
"Of course, it's a good thing," Amy said, "You conveyed your feelings in this way. Maybe the other person will agree."