Xiao Fang suddenly realized: "Oh, I know an ointment that is especially effective in relieving itching. I'll bring it to you next time."

Shen Qing was slightly stunned, then nodded politely: "Thank you, but I don't need it."

Hearing the two little girls talking about mosquitoes, Gu Yunsheng's mouth twitched slightly. This was not a mosquito bite at all, it was clearly caused by Gu Ting.

**

Wen Yi was not idle when she returned home during the holidays. She did not go out to play with her classmates during the winter vacation. She stayed at home alone to read and study.

She had only one goal, to surpass Shen Qing in the next exam.

She picked up her phone and took a look, then turned to the video of Shen Qing beating someone in the album, and narrowed her eyes instantly.

It is the Chinese New Year, the time with the highest traffic. If Shen Qing's campus bullying is exposed, she will definitely fall from the altar.

Wen Yi acted immediately and found a friend, then contacted an entertainment blogger and sold the video to him.

After doing all this, Wen Yi couldn't help but laugh.

When Shen Qing loses her reputation, I'll see how she can deal with me.

The entertainment blogger was very efficient. As soon as he got the video, he edited a paragraph of text and posted it immediately.

These days, the name Chen Qing brings its own traffic, not to mention that this is a big melon about her, there is no reason why it wouldn't be popular.

…

Wen Yi spent the entire afternoon glued to her phone. Not only did she miss the entertainment blogger's video, but when she typed the word "Chen Qing" into the internet, she couldn't find anything except "Chen Qing Fan Club."

Wen Yi was stunned. Why was there nothing?

She opened the chat interface with the blogger and sent several messages, but no one replied.

Wen Yi suddenly realized that the man was a liar, but fortunately, she had not deleted the video yet.

After applying for a secondary Weibo account, Wen Yi uploaded the video online.

I thought I would receive a lot of comments and likes, but the video I sent out seemed to have sunk to the bottom of the sea, with no response.

Wen Yi was stunned for a moment, then opened Weibo again. The video she had just posted had been deleted.

"How could this happen?" Wen Yi was stunned for a long time, thinking that her internet speed was not good, and then she sent it several more times.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door. She thought someone at home had forgotten to bring their keys, so she got up and went to open the door.

"Wait a minute, I'll be right there." Wen Yi opened the door and was stunned when she saw the two people in front of her. She almost subconsciously went into the house.

"Ms. Wen Yi, we are here this time because of Miss Shen." The young man in police uniform held the door with his hands to prevent it from being closed.

Wen Yi was stunned for a moment, then laughed dryly and said, “What does Shen Qing’s matter have to do with me?”

She is not familiar with her.

The young policeman was serious and took out a piece of paper from his briefcase. On it was the transaction record between Wen Yi and an entertainment blogger.

When Wen Yi saw this, her legs went weak and she almost fell down.

"There's more." The young man took out a court summons from his briefcase.

"Chen Qing wants to sue me?" Wen Yi was stunned and looked at the court summons in disbelief.

The man glanced at her and continued, "Miss Wen, you have repeatedly slandered Miss Shen. Please go back with us first and take notes.

"Wait, let me make a call." Wen Yi quickly took out her cell phone and dialed Mo Yan.

"Who is it?" Mo Yan's gentle voice came from the phone.

"It's me, Wen Yi, Yan Yan, you have to save me."

Mo Yan frowned, but her voice was low: "What's wrong? Speak slowly."

"I posted a video, and Shen Qing wants to sue me. She knows so many powerful people, I definitely can't win this case." Wen Yi said while observing the police officer's expression.

Mo Yan narrowed her eyes, smiled and said, "I'll try my best."

After hearing Mo Yan's words, Wen Yi breathed a sigh of relief and was no longer as frightened as before.

Mo Yan hung up the phone and went into the room.

Mr. Mo sat on the sofa and glanced at her: "A friend asked you for help?"

"No, we were talking about laboratory matters." Mo Yan answered with a smile, poured a cup of tea for Mr. Mo and handed it to him.

There are many people like Wen Yi, so it doesn’t matter if one is missing.