Chapter 629: Chapter 629

Chapter 629:

Initially, netizens assumed the video depicted some conflict between Harlee and other wealthy figures.

However, upon clicking, they were left speechless.

“Is this really humanly possible?”

“I couldn’t pull that off! By the way, did you notice how she carefully set down her bouquet before stepping in to help?”

“Is she dating someone? The way she treated those flowers says it all. Who’s the lucky guy?”

“What’s with all the excitement? Isn’t it gross that she cared more about flowers than saving a life?”

“To the person above: if you can’t say something nice, maybe don’t comment at all. What’s gross about that? Are you trying to guilt-trip her? As Harlee herself once said, such tricks won’t work on her!”

Surprisingly, the online community rallied in Harlee’s defense.

Any attempts to discredit her were swiftly shut down by fans, who even exposed some detractors who resisted deleting their negative comments, forcing them to retreat.

However, many curious users still didn’t know much about Harlee, prompting her fans to share her achievements.

“Don’t miss this! Meet Harlee: the long-lost daughter of the prestigious Sanderson family (one of Mogluylia’s top four dynasties), kidnapped as a child, now reunited with her roots. She’s also the founder of Janessa Studio and a National Aerospace Agency engineer!”

“Her achievements are unmatched! Supporting her is like betting on a guaranteed win. Too bad Harlee doesn’t even know we’re out here rooting for her.”

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When Harlee stumbled across this recurring comment, her eyes widened in astonishment.

Casual fans? Who were these people, and where had they come from?

Rhys’ expression hardened as he encountered a flood of online comments joking about pursuing Harlee.

Frustrated yet resolute, he quickly created a new social media account to address the issue head-on.

One particular comment stood out: “Harlee, ditch that guy and choose someone like me who truly deserves you!” Rhys wasted no time in writing a reply.

“Excuse me? She’s with me.”

Another post, equally irritating to Rhys, read: “Why stick with someone who makes you buy him flowers? Pick a guy who knows how to treat a woman.” Rhys’ response was immediate and sharp.

“It’s called fun between her and me as a couple. You clearly don’t get it.”

Initially lounging casually next to Harlee, Rhys grew increasingly agitated as the comments piled up.

He eventually straightened up, fully engrossed in the heated online exchanges.

Frustrated by his phone’s limitations, he switched to his laptop to respond faster.

By the end of the night, Rhys’ fierce defense of their relationship had gone viral within Harlee’s fan community, earning him the nickname “The Protective Boyfriend” under the handle “All About Harlee.”

Unaware of Rhys’ late-night battles, Harlee glanced over at him. Seeing him focused on his laptop, she assumed he was busy with work, and left him to it.

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