Because the effects of the anesthesia hadn't completely worn off, Rong Mo woke up much later than usual today.

Wei Qiao was at the hospital taking care of Si Mingyu, who had just undergone surgery. The moment she saw the news, she immediately called Rong Mo, but Rong Mo didn't answer. Wei Qiao then called Shen Zhi Qiu, but there was no answer either.

In order to prevent the incident from escalating to an irreparable point, he immediately called the technical department and gave them one order: remove all negative news related to Miss Rong.

When her colleagues saw the news, they were all in an uproar, putting down their work to gossip. After all, none of them knew that the Rong family had a daughter who had been living away from home.

At this moment, everyone was imagining the fallen heiress returning to a wealthy family, expecting it to be a scene that would incite hatred. Instead, she was dragged down from her pedestal. This extreme tug-of-war has ignited everyone's gossip-loving spirit.

At the crucial moment, Yuan Mengjie appeared before them with a cold face and sternly reprimanded, "You all gather together to gossip as soon as it's time to go to work. Why is everyone so relaxed at work? Don't you have to go to work anymore?"

The sudden interruption was a bit of a disappointment for everyone. Although they were resentful, they were afraid that Yuan Mengjie would report them, so they quickly returned to their workstations, stared at their computer screens, and pretended to get busy.

Wei Qiao immediately drove to the Rong family villa.

After Aunt Zhao opened the door for him, he didn't even have time to greet her before rushing into the house, saying, "Where's President Rong? I need to see him urgently."

"President Rong hasn't gotten up yet." Aunt Zhao was confused, wondering what had happened. "What's the rush?"

"There's no time to explain, Aunt Zhao, I have to go see President Rong first." Wei Qiao rushed upstairs to Rong Mo's room.

"What's wrong, Aunt Zhao?" Zhou Xiaoran, who was on the second floor, was also woken up by the noise. She rubbed her eyes and walked downstairs in a daze. She saw Aunt Zhao looking up at her with a puzzled expression, so she asked curiously.

"I don't know either. Wei Qiao seemed to be in a hurry to see President Rong," Aunt Zhao said with some worry. "It feels like so many things have happened every day. I hope it's nothing serious. It's really worrying me to death."

Awakened by the knocking, Rong Mo, with his disheveled hair and a frown, opened the door from the inside. Seeing Wei Qiao's anxious expression, he immediately snapped out of his daze, knowing that something serious must have happened, otherwise Wei Qiao wouldn't have rushed into the house. He asked, "What's wrong? What happened?"

“The young lady’s past has been exposed. Moreover, it has been maliciously smeared by marketing accounts.” Wei Qiao said with a serious face, and then, afraid that Rong Mo would be anxious, she lowered her head and said, “But don’t worry, I have already asked the key members of the company’s technical department to clean up the traces and make sure that all the malicious comments on the Internet will be deleted.”

“Well done, but what exactly are the marketing accounts saying?” Rong Mo nodded, first affirming Wei Qiao’s approach, and then immediately asked. He needed to know the specifics so he could address the problem effectively and find the best way to protect Shen Zhi Qiu.

Wei Qiao pursed her lips, hesitating whether to tell Rong Mo.

“It’s alright, I need to know the specifics, just tell me directly,” Rong Mo said calmly.

Upon seeing this, Wei Qiao immediately took out his phone from his coat and searched through his photo album. He had already taken screenshots and saved all the messages from the marketing accounts he had come across that morning.

"President Rong, please take a look." Wei Qiao said, handing over the phone. "You can scroll down; it contains everything I saw today."

Rong Mo took the phone and began to look through it.

However, the more Wei Qiao looked at him, the darker his face became, and his brows furrowed tightly. Wei Qiao felt as if the air around him had solidified, emanating a chill.

He even slowed his breathing, afraid of angering Rong Mo.

"Very good!" Rong Mo stared intently at his phone screen, gritting his teeth as he said, "These marketing accounts really know how to distort the truth!"

Suddenly, Rong Mo's finger, which was swiping the screen, froze. "Xinxia Media?"

Rong Mo's pupils contracted sharply, and his fingers trembled slightly. After calming himself down, he chuckled self-deprecatingly, "Even Xin Xia Media spreads such rumors?"

Wei Qiao pursed her lips and carefully replied, "President Rong, how about I follow up on this? Perhaps it has nothing to do with her?"

"No need. I'll ask myself." Rong Mo resumed his indifferent expression and continued flipping through the pictures below.

"Get in touch with these media outlets, as well as all the other media that have published negative information about Zhi Qiu. At the same time, contact your legal department and send them lawyer's letters. I want them to taste the bitter fruit of spreading rumors online."

"Yes, Mr. Rong, I have made all the arrangements. Please rest assured." Rong Mo nodded and reported to Rong Mo.

"Yes, very good." Rong Mo nodded.

Suddenly, the phone in the room vibrated again.

Rong Mo walked in, picked up his phone, and saw that it was Rong Hong calling.

"Hello, Dad," Rong Mo answered immediately.

"Did you see the news this morning?" Rong Hong's voice couldn't hide his anger. "I really didn't expect that the media these days would be so shameless! They just make up stories based on a few candid photos! It's simply outrageous!"

“Dad, Wei Qiao is already handling this matter, so don’t worry too much,” Rong Mo comforted him.

"How can I not be worried? Look at the comments under these media articles! They're all attacking our Rong family's daughter, spreading rumors that she got pregnant out of wedlock, cheated on her husband during her pregnancy, and so on!"

"Yes, I saw it. They've almost all withdrawn. Wei Qiao has already instructed the legal department to draft a lawyer's letter."

"Hmm." Rong Hong's anger subsided slightly. "Make the arrangements. I'm going to hold a press conference."

We originally planned to follow Zhi Qiu's wishes and hold the family reunion banquet in a low-key manner, without even inviting the media. However, we did not expect that such a thing would happen right after the banquet.

In the capital, no one can touch my daughter at will!

“That’s good, it will serve as a warning to these people.” Rong Mo nodded in agreement.

"You're not at the company?" Rong Hong asked, puzzled by Rong Mo's slightly nasal voice. He glanced at the time and realized that given Rong Mo's workaholic nature, it was unlikely he would still be sleeping at home.

After hesitating for a moment, Rong Mo told Rong Hong about what happened last night.

Rong Hong was shocked and said with a stiff face, "Why didn't you tell me about something this big?"

"I'm sorry, Dad. I was thinking about all the things that were going on with you yesterday, so I didn't tell you because I was afraid you would worry."

Zhi Qiu was worried that it might disturb you so late at night, so she thought she would tell you after she had finished dealing with things.

"Nonsense!" Rong Hong was so anxious he almost choked, coughing several times before hanging up the phone after saying, "I'm coming right now."