Wen Wan immediately had a question mark on her face and quickly opened Weibo. It would have been fine if she hadn't looked at it, but she got angry as soon as she saw it.
Ji Mingrui: @Wenwan, Wanwan, congratulations on getting the C position. We haven’t seen each other for a long time. I wonder if you miss me?
Wen Wan spat and then started typing quickly. She was already angry about Zhao Cheng's matter, and Ji Mingrui chose to provoke her at this time.
Wen Wan: @Ji Mingrui, I miss you, I miss you so much, I really miss you, don’t worry, I will visit you at your grave in a few days!
Every time it is windy and rainy, I miss you so much that I can't sleep. I wonder if your coffin is leaking and if there are enough paper money in the ground.
I will burn some more for you in a few days. Don't be afraid, there is enough paper money!
It can be said that he was being blatantly treated, without giving him any face at all. This kind of trash should go in with Zhao Cheng.
Ming Chuqing was the first to see this Weibo post and laughed so hard her stomach hurt. "Hahahaha, I'm dying of laughter. You're really mean when you curse at people!"
"How did I curse? I didn't say a single dirty word, okay?" Wen Wan retorted.
How could such a civilized and well-educated girl like her curse at others?
"Stop talking. It's really insulting. Ji Mingrui's fans will probably come and scold you again later." Tao Zhizhi continued to say to her.
Wen Wan rolled her eyes. "How the hell does this guy have fans? Who would care about those few fans?"
I guess the people who made the rice bowls would spit at him and drown him.
She casually pinched her fingers, trying to calculate when Ji Mingrui would become unpopular.
As a result, he accidentally calculated a big problem.
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