Jiang Yue didn't care how bad her reputation was online, nor did she care how many people cursed at her.
The comments section is still filled with incompetent and abusive remarks.
The netizens, embracing justice, unleashed a barrage of criticism.
[Still stubbornly insisting you haven't received any retribution? Losing this episode's recording is the biggest retribution you can face. Stop dreaming! No show will ever hire you again! You're unemployed! Get out of the TV station!]
[After being reminded by someone upstairs, I realized that the host for this episode has changed! Jiang Yue has been removed, hahaha.]
Who would dare to contact you again? Anyone who does will be boycotted!
Yes! We absolutely cannot give her a job opportunity; we must bury her alive so she'll never have a chance to rise above her circumstances.
Their slogans were shouted with righteous indignation.
He thought he had hit Jiang Yue's sore spot.
Jiang Yue, who was wearing a face mask and playing on her phone, saw these words and her already beautiful mood, which was already because her husband wasn't coming home, became even more beautiful.
Is there really such a good thing?
Jiang Yue didn't reply to any more comments; one comment was enough to lower her status.
But she casually changed her profile to—[The princess who doesn't need to work but is still very rich.]
This move was seen as provocative.
This is tantamount to adding fuel to the fire.
Those who disliked her were so angry they didn't even want to look at their phones.
Jiang Yue wasn't trying to annoy people on purpose; if she had, she would have angered them to death long ago.
The system no longer expects this young lady to repent and become a good person; it only asks that this auntie stop causing trouble.
The system is genuinely afraid that her fate might be even worse than the original owner's!
I feel like Jiang Yue is the kind of person who would be considered rude if you pointed at her and cursed her.
She could nod calmly, "Yes, yes, I am a person with poor manners and low morals."
She's the kind of princess who can drive people crazy without them even realizing it.
*
On the other side, the Zhou family.
"Have you finished the call?"
Zhou Ji looked at the child, who seemed a little dejected and not very happy.
The boy can keep a cold expression in front of strangers, but he can't hide his joys and sorrows from his father.
He lowered his head, looking sullen, his eyelashes drooping, his voice trembling slightly as he tried his best to suppress his grievances: "Mm."
Zhou Ji gently poked his forehead: "Why aren't you happy yet? Didn't I tell you to call your mom?"
Jiang Yue couldn't possibly not come to the old house.
Based on his understanding of her, she was always very attentive and never missed an opportunity to appear at the old house.
The boy lowered his head, his voice muffled: "Mom said she's very busy and might not have time to pick me up."
Zhou Ji raised an eyebrow; Jiang Yue's answer was indeed unexpected.
The man's eyes darkened, as if he was deep in thought. Jiang Yue had changed little these past few days; she seemed to be the same person, and the things she did seemed to be things she was capable of doing, but the feeling was different.
Zhou Ji had almost forgotten what she looked like the last time he saw her.
She seemed to have abandoned her previous vulgar and unfashionable makeup and attire, appearing bare-faced, clean, and neither humble nor arrogant, just like a normal person.
"Then you can stay here for now."
"But Dad, I miss her so much."
The child's innocent voice carried a hint of pitiful grievance, and his eyes instantly reddened. "Mom... has been very good to me lately."
He will no longer deliberately make people go hungry.
She looked at him with gentleness.
Even if his mother was being kind to him because she wanted to use him.
He was willing to do it.
Zhou Ji was silent for a moment, then looked down at his son and asked, "You like her that much?"
The boy nodded, then shook his head. He lowered his pale face, buried it in his father's arms, and remained silent.
That night, Zhou Ji took the initiative to call Jiang Yue's cell phone.
Jiang Yue was taking a milk bath in the bathroom. After drying her hands, she calmly answered the phone.
She had previously changed the nickname for her husband on her phone from "Husband" to "ATM".
"What's up?"
"You said the other day that you weren't going to the kindergarten's parents' sports day?"
“Yes.” Jiang Yue’s patience with Zhou Ji always lasted only three seconds. “I don’t want to communicate with an idiot. Just say what you have to say.”
Zhou Ji's voice sounded as cold as winter, "I will send someone to pick you up that day, please prepare in advance."
Jiang Yue's expression changed instantly. "What gives you the right to order me around?"
Does he want to die? How dare he order the princess around?
Now I finally understand why she hates him so much. It's because her marriage to the regent was also half-forced and half-coerced by that domineering and autocratic regent.
Hearing her question, Zhou Ji not only wasn't angry but chuckled softly with amusement. He gently reminded her, "You live in my house, drive a luxury car I bought, and I pay for everything you eat, wear, and use. If you don't want any of this, there are plenty of people who would want to take your place."
He still remembered what she had said that day, in a show of bravado.
She paused, then deliberately said, "Did you hear me clearly, Your Highness?"
Jiang Yue understood. If she could spend his money recklessly, she would have to be mindful of his attitude.
The princess was furious. "I'm not going."
If he's so capable, he can starve her to death.
She can still live a good life in this world even after leaving him.
Zhou Ji didn't want to argue with her. Well, most of the time he was quite willing to tolerate her stupidity and malice. "Why?"
Jiang Yue bluntly said, "I don't want to see you."
Why else? I just hate seeing him, he has no self-awareness.
Zhou Ji said "Oh," and then added, "Then you'll have to bear with it."
Jiang Yue gave a cold snort and then decisively hung up his phone.
Zhou Ji, whose phone call was disconnected, remained unaffected. His lips curved slightly, and he even smiled incredulously.
A few minutes later, the assistant cautiously called again to report.
"Sir, your wife has started again online..."
Provoking netizens.
No! Not only! No! Repent! Change!
On the contrary! Instead! It has become even more severe!
Assistant Shen felt that her husband had been more than kind to his wife, even though he was very annoyed with her, he still treated the TV station director to a meal.
Even the most prominent figures in Beijing have to do Mr. [Name] a favor.
Her husband had just helped her resolve her work problems, but who knew she would start causing trouble online again.
Zhou Ji hummed in response, his voice low and familiar. He asked, "Was her cursing very vulgar?"
"..."
Assistant Shen didn't know what to say.
The insults aren't as vulgar as before, but they're a hundred times more damaging, which is especially infuriating, particularly the personal profile prominently displayed at the top of the homepage.
Zhou Ji could roughly guess what it was about. "I'll take a look when I have time."
Assistant Shen said, "Yes, sir."
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Ji opened a social media app that he had almost never used before.
When Jiang Yue's name was searched, all that came into view were insults and attacks against her.
Upon opening her profile, Zhou Ji immediately noticed her striking personal introduction. The corners of his lips slowly turned up, and his chest trembled slightly.
He hadn't laughed like that in a long time.
I genuinely felt happy and amused.
The comments section below her posts is still quite unpleasant, filled with sarcasm and personal attacks.
[Wow, being a rich wife is amazing! I really envy you. Your husband is about to dump you, and you still have such a good mood.]
See all these luxury items in the picture? Remember to sell them if you ever run into financial difficulties.
The less something is, the more they want to show off.
Instead of showing off here, you should worry more about your messy marriage.
[Green tea bitch, so shameless!]
[A complete mess.]
The man's cold, dark eyes resembled a bottomless abyss.
After a moment of silence, he followed her account, and then Zhou Ji went offline.
Before long, it was discovered that the Zhou family's leader's private account had followed his wife, with whom rumors of marital discord had already circulated.
[Help! Did I see that right? Zhou Ji followed Jiang Yue???]
The person upstairs must be blind.
Is there a bug? Admin, please fix it!
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