Several trending topics that dominated the search rankings last night have dropped, with many netizens of dubious backgrounds subtly criticizing the involvement of capital and its control over public opinion.

Someone was openly showing off in the square:

"I checked, and the comment I posted at midnight is still there. Looks like this company's influence isn't that strong after all, tsk tsk..."

Zombie accounts with garbled nicknames are proliferating like weeds, growing back after being cut down, and their behavior is becoming increasingly outrageous. Haters are typing away on their keyboards, wanting everyone to know about them.

Many netizens who are unaware of the truth glance at the entry while passing by the page and are misled into believing it to be true.

In particular, the rumor that "top celebrity Jiang Chi and 'Little Milk Bun' Chaochao are half-siblings, both illegitimate children of wealthy men" has become rampant.

"...Hey, have you heard? The scandal involving those two siblings is all the rage lately? That's practically a rich family scandal..."

"It's confirmed that Jiang Chi is a resource-driven star. He became a top star smoothly after only two years in the industry thanks to his wealthy father. I could do that too..."

"Oh my god... I never expected it to be like this..."

"Look, there's already a prize-winning contest on Douban to guess which company it is, and over a hundred companies have jumped in! I think it's the Wang family chain restaurant. That CEO Wang, you know, he has so many scandals he can't even count them all..."

"…………"

If you randomly select a shopping mall in City B, at least five out of ten passersby will gossip about the "background of the top siblings" as they walk by.

The young waiter packed up two cups of coffee and handed them to a young couple at the counter with a smile. When Yu Ning heard them wondering if their son, Chaochao, was the child of the Xie Group's CEO, she really couldn't hold back anymore.

"...These rumors are getting more and more outrageous..."

The girl murmured softly, her bright eyes revealing obvious anxiety.

She glanced at the machine; there were no orders pending.

Yu Ning picked up her phone and quickly typed in the WeChat text box, forming two short lines in a flash, but did not immediately click send.

Her gloomy gaze was fixed on a message someone had posted in the group chat last night, “…”

call--

Yu Ning closed her eyes tightly, took a deep breath, and when she opened them again, deleted all the words she had just typed. At that moment, she coldly and darkly speculated about the three boys in the group chat.

Hmph, she'd like to see if these so-called good brothers could really put up with it.

She simply couldn't stand it, absolutely couldn't stand it.

Yu Ning, who had fought fiercely with haters for eight hundred rounds in her past life and achieved brilliant results, calmly pressed her knuckles, exited the green bubble, and clicked to enter the carnival square of a certain Weibo haters.

If she doesn't verbally abuse them until they become withdrawn from the internet and cry to their mothers saying they're scared, then she doesn't deserve the surname Yu!