C419 (1/2)

The first person that came to An Qian's mind was Guan Batian!

Only he and Mo Jingshan could do such a disgusting and disgraceful thing.

Subconsciously, An Shuang realized why Yun Ye had bombarded her phone today. Normally, Yun Ye would also disturb her, but not as much as he did today.

Then, didn't he mean that he was afraid that he would see these comments on the internet?

An Qian knew that she had wrongly blamed him. However, to be fair, this sort of slander was like a drizzle to someone who had experienced hundreds of battles.

She had experienced these kinds of filthy things quite a few times. She had been framed, beaten, and drugged … It seemed like a common occurrence.

An Qian began flipping through the comments below.

I love the Tower of Eggs: I know the person you're talking about. It's a jasper, a white lotus. Last time, it had already revealed that she was trying to seduce a married man. He didn't know what these women were thinking, or why their families would shamelessly post online.

You don't know what I know: you went back to the second floor. It was actually very simple. There was only one word to describe it — money!

Solitarianism: These things are confusing, who knows if they are true or false. Shut up.

Face-smacking does not depend on face to eat: Yo, the above sentence is very thought-provoking ah … I estimate that it must be this Jadepool's waistcoat … Since we're so rich, why don't we hire a troll army to clean up the place …

As An Shuang read through the comments one by one, he realized that anyone who spoke up for him or was standing in the middle of the crowd would spurt out a few mouthfuls of blood.

She paid special attention to the person who posted the post and discovered that their level was very low. However, the time for the IP to be registered had already been hidden by the owner.

His heart didn't waver too much. He only felt that those few netizens who spoke up for him felt very guilty. Of course, justice was often in the hands of a few. Most of the time, the internet's keyboard heroes were easily stirred up.

After closing the web page, An Qian turned it off. Ye Zichen rubbed his sore eyes.

He reckoned that in the next few days, the suppression on him would only get worse. The final goal was to force her to the door so that she couldn't leave, so that she couldn't leave through the door.

The next day, Mo Xiaomin came to the Waterwood Garden.

She looked worriedly at An Qian and pulled her hand. ”Don't be too concerned about that.”

An Qian nodded her head in gratification. She patted the back of her hand and said, ”Don't worry. I don't care about these small storms anymore.”

”Yes.” Mo Xiao Min nodded.

An shallowly found that Mo Xiaoming's face had darkened recently, as if she was having a bad night's sleep. When she asked around, if there was anything wrong with her body, Mo Xiaomin always shook her head, saying that she was fine.

Seeing her like this, An Qian guessed it in her heart. It was most likely related to Xiao Jingyi. However, hadn't they already returned to C City? Could it be that they had gotten into an awkward situation?

”Where's Jing Yi? Didn't I get in touch with you? ” Ann asked.

As expected, she saw Mo Xiaoming's expression change slightly. Then she lowered her eyes. ”Shallow. Say something else.”

”...” ”Alright.” An Qian had no choice but to stop asking about this matter. She hugged Mo Xiaomin and comforted, ”Actually, I was worried about you from the beginning. I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to control your emotions and lose your mind. ”

Mo Xiaoming lowered her head and did not say a word.