Jiang Yue has gone mad.
This is what the onlookers thought, and they wholeheartedly agreed.
This is insane!
The popularity that was about to subside skyrocketed again because of Jiang Yue's casual Weibo post.
It has risen to the top of the trending searches again.
Other trending topics that rose to the top include—
#Jiang Yue goes crazy#
However, despite her many years of causing trouble and acting out of line, this seems to be the first time she has publicly tagged her husband on social media.
Zhou Ji's account was completely blank.
She has never posted any Weibo posts or comments; she only has the simplest username.
There was nothing else.
Jiang Yue's Weibo post immediately garnered tens of thousands of comments.
The unscrupulous netizens couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"I'm dying of laughter! I'm dying of laughter! I don't know if anyone can understand my joke, but this sentence is really hilarious!"
"I'm laughing so hard, honey, say something! My god, I never knew Jiang Yue, this sassy and shameless woman, had such a talent for comedy."
"You've got guts, daring to tag your husband in your profile. Do you think he'll even acknowledge you?"
"No, have you all forgotten that Zhou Ji just paid attention to her case a few days ago? Then the divorce agreement must be fake."
Not everyone is so brainless.
They still possess a clever and insightful mind.
However, this was quickly refuted.
They only want to see people suffer, not to see how carefree and wealthy the people they hate are living!
"You know what it means to slip your hand."
"Damn, Jiang Yue didn't follow her husband back? What's she trying to prove? I'm totally speechless."
"And the jewelry box that she deliberately showed in the photo, the pearl necklace is whiter than my face after being bleached."
"No way, really in Hong Kong?"
"Did you really go by private jet?"
"It's so hard to bear."
"You guys don't know what the ultimate act of showing off is. Anyone with hands can steal pictures. She's a habitual thief!"
Jiang Yue didn't consider the consequences at all before posting that Weibo. Unlike the original owner, she wasn't afraid of trending on social media, afraid of losing face, or afraid of being talked about.
She's the kind of person who's not afraid of anything.
Even if the sky were to fall, she would not hesitate to throw someone else to hold it up.
Besides, it's just such a small matter.
However, Assistant Shen, who accompanied Jiang Yue to Hong Kong, clearly did not have such a carefree attitude. The company's public relations department had to keep a close eye on public opinion related to the company at all times.
This includes their... well... rather active president's wife.
In the past, Jiang Yue would only bully people behind their backs, and she wouldn't dare to be so open and arrogant. She had too many scandals, and she always swallowed her anger when faced with negative comments, afraid that netizens with all their power would dig up more of her unsavory past.
Since being criticized, he has rarely posted on Weibo.
They've been unusually active lately.
And they even dared to challenge netizens, not afraid at all of their past mistakes being dug up and revealed to Zhou's parents.
Assistant Shen sent the documents that the public relations department had prepared overnight to the gentleman's phone, and also spoke very tactfully on the phone: "Sir, this matter has become very popular, and the public relations department is already having people handle it."
Zhou Ji had just finished a meeting. A faint weariness lingered between the man's brows. He gave a perfunctory "hmm," as if he were listening, yet also as if he wasn't.
"I heard you."
The three words: indifferent.
I don't care much.
Assistant Shen was a little puzzled. She thought her husband would be unhappy, but she didn't hear any dissatisfaction in his voice. Instead, she heard a kind of indulgent pampering.
After hanging up the phone.
Zhou Ji continued to handle his work. About half an hour later, he turned off his computer and took a shower.
The man had a great physique; he was shirtless, with smooth muscle lines taut around his waist and abdomen, and wore loose shorts.
I just took a shower, my hair is half dry.
He walked to the bedside, picked up his phone, and suddenly remembered what Assistant Shen had just said. He then opened the social media app that he hardly ever used.
The number of message notifications is in the tens of thousands.
He ignored them all.
I lazily clicked on Jiang Yue's profile, and the first thing I saw was the Weibo post she made tonight—
[@Zhou Ji, honey, say something!]
The man unconsciously curved his lips into a smile, which gradually spread from his eyes, and his chest trembled slightly.
He could almost picture the expression on her face when she typed those words.
It must have been accompanied by a mocking sneer, with a touch of nonchalant indifference, its posture as noble as a grumpy, aloof kitten.
They're very hard to coax.
After a moment of silence, Zhou Ji retweeted her Weibo post: [Understood, will handle it.]
Six concise words.
It's similar to his usual way of doing things.
There's no unnecessary fluff, just pure, effective information.
When Jiang Yue tagged Zhou Ji, she didn't expect a reply at all; whether he replied or not was completely unimportant.
She spent over 300 million of Zhou Ji's money and couldn't be happier.
My backache is gone, my leg pain is gone, and my conjunctivitis is gone.
Looking at the group of people who were as quiet as chickens, their tails were practically wagging in the air.
In fact, Jiang Yue could understand their feelings very well. Seeing someone they hated living such a rich and free life must be unbearable.
If one day the person she hates is doing very well.
She will also feel very uncomfortable.
All right.
She admitted that she was sometimes like a bedbug in the gutter, unable to bear seeing others do well.
That night, Jiang Yue fell into a sweet dream before midnight and had a good night's sleep.
When Jiang Yue woke up the next day, her phone was practically exploding with calls.
She thought it was because her phone had been charging overnight that it was so hot, but she never expected it was because she was bombarded with messages.
Jiang Yue was in a terrible mood when she woke up. She sat on the bed with a sour face, lost in thought with a blank expression.
Even with a sour face, she didn't look bad; instead, she appeared charming with a touch of naivety.
System: [Are you scared?]
Jiang Yue: "What am I afraid of?"
System: I was careless. This is indeed a princess syndrome patient who fears nothing...
She offended the female lead, then the male lead, and then, foolishly, she went and provoked the villain.
Jiang Yue said unhappily, "Every time I get involved with Zhou Ji, nothing good ever comes of it."
System: So there really are people in this world who never reflect on their own actions and are quick to blame others.
Jiang Yue slowly frowned: "This is so unlucky."
The system was so desperate it wanted to clasp its hands in prayer, begging her to tone it down a little.
After Jiang Yue finished speaking, she slowly opened her phone and saw Zhou Ji's reply.
She felt a little relieved and reluctantly gave Zhou Ji the assessment that "he's quite sensible."
Jiang Yue thought that Zhou Ji's words about "handling it" meant he would continue to beg her to spend money to make her happy.
Unexpectedly, all she received was a tattered piece of paper.
That morning, GR Group headquarters issued a statement saying that all the rumors circulating online had been verified and that they reserved the right to pursue legal action.
I also sued several people who had been verbally abusing Jiang Yue for years.
This statement shocked everyone involved.
I thought I was hallucinating because I had risen too quickly.
Everyone couldn't help but wonder if Jiang Yue had really gone to learn how to use Gu poison? It seemed she had already bewitched this unspeakable person from the Zhou family.
He's finished, he's finished.
He's already fallen in love.
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