Li Qiangwei immediately stepped in and began collecting various materials with a clear and efficient mind.

Anyone who dares to idolize the goddess Miao Miao deserves to die!

While she was busy, Su Miaomiao's other fans had already started their battle.

While the internet was buzzing with excitement, Su Miaomiao logged out of the game and looked at her old photos, picking and choosing.

"This photo is terrible! The paparazzi are incompetent! Was he having a Parkinson's attack when they took it? It's so blurry!"

"This one is okay, but the eyes lack sparkle."

Looking at the photo in the milk tea shop, Su Miaomiao felt as if she were seeing a lost soul.

Although I've been studying and attending classes these past few days, my mind has been much calmer. Last night, I even broke an evil spell.

"Wow! Isn't this a photo of me as a greeter? Why did you only choose male guests? I greeted female guests too!"

When she opened the comments section and saw that someone had fabricated Huang Yao about her, she immediately narrowed her eyes.

"Brother Chen, could you help me find information on a few people?"

"What information?"

Su Miaomiao sent the names of the group directly. Chen Shui was Fourth Brother's secretary and was said to be a computer expert.

Finding some information is a piece of cake for him.

Just as Su Miaomiao was secretly preparing to teach these people a lesson, Su Hanyi's phone rang.

"Dad, why did you call me?!"

Su Hanyi was talking to Su Yunfeng about taking Su Miaomiao to the competition venue.

"You worthless wretch! I told you to take good care of Miaomiao, and how have you done it? Miaomiao has only been staying with you for a few days, and rumors about her are flying everywhere. Are you blind, her fourth uncle?"

"You brat, where are you right now? Get back here right now, or I'll break your legs and I'm not your father."

Grandpa Su doesn't usually go online; it was Ah Sheng who told him about this.

Right now, the old man wished he could slap his fourth son a few times. Miaomiao was still a little girl, and she was being slandered like this. He, as her fourth uncle, hadn't reacted at all.

Why bother running a lousy tech company? They might as well shut it down.

Su Hanyi listened to the old man's angry scolding without refuting it. He simply took Su Yunfeng's tablet and started operating it with lightning speed.

Messages about Su Miaomiao popped up instantly.

"Grass!"

Su Yunfeng couldn't help but curse angrily.

Which bastard dares to bully their Miaomiao like this?

"I'll go check on Miaomiao. You take care of this as soon as possible."

Su Yunfeng immediately stood up and walked towards the lounge.

He was afraid that these words and past events would hurt Su Miaomiao, but when she entered the room, he saw Su Miaomiao scribbling and drawing on a table to the side.

Su Hanyi, his face dark, said to his father, "I'll handle this!"

He felt like he had been slapped in the face out of nowhere. Although Miao Miao had been criticized before, it was all harmless talk.

This time, it even involved the girl's past, and they even spread rumors that she was immoral.

Su Hanyi felt a chill run down his spine and made a phone call to Chen Shui.

"Have the technical department remove the online comments about Miaomiao. Also, compile a list of relevant individuals and file a lawsuit directly."

"President Su, I just found the source. Agent Shi mentioned that Lina's mother contacted her today, meaning she wanted Miss to leave the entertainment industry."

"Furthermore, the director of the variety show that the young lady participated in before also received threats, demanding that he could no longer work with the young lady."

Su Hanyi let out a soft snort; he had never seen anything so reckless.

"I understand! They bully Miaomiao like that just because their family has some connections and power. Let's see what they dare to do after we take these things away."

Su Hanyi hung up the phone immediately, sat down in Su Yunfeng's seat, and started operating the computer.

In the lounge, Su Miaomiao scribbled and drew on several sheets of paper.

"Miaomiao, what are you doing?" Su Hanyi asked, picking up a piece of paper with many symbols on it that he couldn't understand.

“They’re talking badly about me, I’m going to teach them a lesson.”

Su Miaomiao answered seriously, gathered the papers together, put her hands together, and made a series of finger movements.

"start!"

After a series of soft chants, Su Miaomiao gave a light shout.

In an instant, all the papers burst into flames.

Seeing this, Su Hanyi looked at Su Miaomiao with concern, afraid that she would faint again.

Fortunately, Su Miaomiao didn't faint until the paper burned to ashes, though she was still quite tired.

"Silly child, if you want to discipline someone in the future, don't use this method anymore. You can let someone else handle it, so you won't have to work so hard."

"It's different; this effect can only be achieved by doing it this way!"

"What effect?"

"I've been dragging this on for three days and three nights, and even going to the hospital won't help. They're just bullying me."

Su Miaomiao shook her little head proudly.

Lina lay on the bed, smugly watching the shift in the entertainment industry. Now, almost no one was talking about her anymore; it was all just insults directed at Su Miaomiao.

Even if Su Miaomiao still has fans defending her, their numbers are still at a disadvantage compared to the number of haters and affected bystanders.

"Lina, what's making you so happy?"

Zhong Binghui walked into the bedroom and saw Lina holding her phone, smiling happily.

"I'm so happy that the little bitch who made me angry all day is finally going to get what's coming to her. Binghui, do you know? She used to be a 'that' kind of person, and now it's been exposed."

Lina looked smug.

"You mean Zhang Rusi? That's impossible!"

"Who said anything about her! It's this person, Su Miao—um..."

Before she could finish speaking, Lina's expression changed instantly.

His entire face quickly turned reddish-purple, and a powerful force frantically searched for an escape route along the lower back of his mid-abdomen.

"Pfft—Pfft—"

The loud farts were uncontrollable, and the continuous rhythm was interrupted by muscle contraction.

The strong stench spread instantly, and Zhong Binghui, who had just reached the bedside, stopped in his tracks and instinctively held his breath.

But it was too late; he could already smell the nauseating odor.

"vomit……"

Unable to hold it in, I gagged, but this only caused me to inhale even more air.

"Ugh—ugh—"

This smell is unbearable!

Lina was incredibly ashamed and indignant. Was her fart really that smelly? It actually made him want to vomit.

But then another deafening sound came, followed by waves of abdominal pain, and she immediately jumped off the bed.

"Get out of the way!"

"vomit--"

Zhong Binghui was so overwhelmed by the stench that he vomited tears of irritation. Before he could even leave the room, Lina pushed him aside, and by sheer bad luck, he fell right behind her.

"Sizzle—"

The attack hit him squarely in the face, accompanied by the sound of water splashing.

Zhong Binghui's vision went black, and he collapsed.

Lina didn't notice anything and rushed into the bathroom.