This comment immediately sparked a large number of amateur "Sherlock Holmes" who began to speculate about what happened back then.
Netizen [Dream Addiction]: Back when Miss Cui married Han Guosheng, Han Guosheng was just a poor boy. How did Miss Cui end up choosing him? The reasons behind it are quite thought-provoking... And now, Mrs. Han, Zhou Yunmeng, is said to be from the same hometown as President Han. Think about it carefully!
Netizen [Mo Ziyou]: Anyway, since Miss Han came back, there haven't been any good comments. At this banquet, Miss Han's dress wasn't even as expensive as mine, but President Han donated a building to his stepdaughter...
Netizen [Free and Easy]: Really? Looking at it this way, it seems that Seungri treats his stepdaughter better than his biological daughter. Holy crap, this is terrifying to think about!
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While drinking her soup, Le Yao excitedly climbed over 800 floors: "Those who post messages and comments are all talented people. This is what they mean by 'experts are among the people'!"
"But there are also a lot of comments that slander you. Look at this one, it makes you sound really bad. Aren't you angry?" Qiao Qiao was still a little worried.
“Oh dear, Mr. Qiao, everything has two sides. You have to allow people to have different opinions.” Le Yao put down her soup bowl, picked up her phone, and said, “Even in ancient times, there was a hundred schools of thought contending. Now you should also allow a hundred flowers to bloom. But this comment…” Then she registered an account and started replying rapidly, “What did country folk do to you? Is it a sin that I grew up in the countryside?”
Qiaoqiao laughed: "Yes, people like that deserve to be roasted." With that, she rolled up her sleeves and started replying to messages.
Half an hour later, after finally getting their comeuppance, the two put down their phones and started eating.
"I've noticed, you've really changed." Qiao Qiao glanced at Le Yao while gnawing on a chicken wing.
"So, do you prefer the old me or the changed me now?"
“To be honest, I like you the way you are now.” Qiao Qiao paused for a moment. “The way you used to be, I always had the urge to punch you.”
Le Yao: ...
“Really, you used to live in your own mind. You wouldn’t listen to anything others said and insisted on doing things your own way. They say you won’t turn back until you hit a wall, but you were the type who wouldn’t turn back even after hitting a wall. Every time, you would only feel inferior and sad, and then wallow in self-pity.” Qiao Qiao sighed. “Take Nangong Jue for example. I told you that if you really liked him, you should pursue him properly, and if it didn’t work out, you should let go. But you didn’t. You even drugged him and schemed against him. In the end, although you got married, he hated you even more. After that, you cried, made a scene, and even threatened suicide... To be honest, I was tired of it.”
Le Yao frowned. To be honest, she didn't like Han Binglan's personality either: "Then why have you been so good to her... and to me?"
"You really don't remember?"
"Is there some hidden story I don't know about?"
"When I was in the first year of junior high, the school organized a field trip to Qinghe County. To be honest, it was my first time going to the countryside. During free time, I wandered a bit too far and got lost. I even tripped and fell down. You took me back and bought me a jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe) on the way..."
Lishuzhuang, where Han Binglan grew up, belongs to Qinghe County.
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