Chapter 114 Counterattack
Zhu Fan found Yi Jia at the Yi family villa.
With puffy eyes, Yi Jia heard the knocking and thought it was her aunt calling her for dinner. "Auntie, I told you I'm not hungry. Just leave me alone."
Zhu Fan leaned against the door. "Yi Jia, are you going to be a coward at home?"
Upon hearing Zhu Fan's voice, Yi Jia got out of bed and opened the door.
Upon seeing Zhu Fan, she hugged him tightly, crying fiercely and feeling wronged.
Zhu Fan carried Yi Jia to the room, handing her tissues to wipe her tears. "Why didn't you tell me right away? Why did you let them keep it from me and not send me any messages?"
Yi Jia pressed a tissue to her eyes, choking back tears, "Your boyfriend's mother passed away. I wanted you to spend time with your boyfriend. It's not a big deal for me. Let him scold me if he wants; it won't hurt me."
Yi Jia's words instantly brought tears to Zhu Fan's eyes.
Even at a time like this, you're still thinking about others.
"Yi Jia, you're so good at thinking about others, but you're hiding and crying while you're suffering in silence."
Zhu Fan's voice was very soft, but it made Yi Jia's tears fall even more fiercely.
When she was truly stabbed in the head by the sword of the internet, she realized how terrifying and malicious the online environment could be.
She's now too afraid to turn on her phone or go out.
Fortunately, this incident did not affect Zhu Fan.
Yi Jia burst into tears, unable to control herself. With a sob in her voice, she asked Zhu Fan, "Fanfan, is your boyfriend alright?"
Zhu Fan received Yi Jia's concern, which put her at ease.
In just a few days, Yi Jia became visibly haggard and thin.
Zhu wiped away Yi Jia's unstoppable tears, saying, "You should rest well at home. I will help you get back at her for all the grievances you've suffered these past few days."
Yi Jiachao shook his head at the Brahma.
Zhong Fei took all the blame upon herself and even repeatedly asked her fans to stop attacking her, explaining that she only wanted to run her milk tea shop properly at Peking University.
The more Zhong Fei advised netizens to stay calm and rational and not to hurt people online, the more netizens defended her and the more frantically they hurled insults at her.
She had already experienced firsthand Zhong Fei's methods of manipulating fans.
She knew that her parents had been leaving early and returning late these days, and that the family business might have been affected because of her.
She didn't want Zhu Fan to get herself into trouble just to protect her.
Zhu Fan: Yi Jia, it's not in my nature to endure being bullied.
She could overlook trivial matters. But Zhong Fei's actions—exploiting Yi Jia's popularity, using Yi Jia to build her own persona, and secretly hiring marketing accounts—angered her.
She hasn't settled the score with Zhong Fei for deliberately pushing her.
But before that, she needs to find someone else.
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He Qianya was arm in arm with her roommate, scrolling through funny videos with her head down.
Her roommate excitedly tugged at her clothes, "Qianya, you're so close to the owner of Shanyu. Do you know that she and Zhou Song will be doing a live stream at the store tonight at 8:00 PM? Since you like Zhou Song so much, ask the owner to save us a seat so we can join in the fun tonight."
He Qianya's vanity was greatly satisfied, and she said generously, "I'll treat you to milk tea at Shanyu. Feifei always gives me a discount, and I'll also reserve a table for one night with Sister Feifei."
When she saw Zhu Fanchao walking towards her, a guilty look flashed in her eyes.
He Qianya wanted to go in a different direction, but Zhu Fan stopped her.
"Don't rush off, I need to talk to you."
The girl's voice was clear and crisp, like the pure white snow melting on the summit of a snow-capped mountain.
When He Qianya's roommate met Zhu Fan's indifferent gaze, she subconsciously let go of He Qianya and pointed to the side, "Qianya, you two chat, I'll go wait for you over there."
For some reason, Zhu Fan's aura made her feel a little nervous.
He Qianya met Zhu Fan's gaze and forced herself to remain calm, "Yi Jia's matter has nothing to do with me, it's no use you coming to me."
Zhu Fan chuckled, but there was no smile in her eyes. "It has nothing to do with you. Why would I come looking for you?" She read out a string of IP addresses. "This account anonymously posted on November 7th at 21:09 that there was inside information about the confession wall competition at Peking University. The post was forwarded more than 500 times in just one hour. This has reached the standard of spreading rumors and defamation."
He Qianya crossed her arms. "Stop trying to scare me. I'm just a contributor. Yi Jia won the competition using such underhanded methods, and now I can't even say anything?"
Zhu Fan, hearing her admit it, asked, "Are you sure there's something fishy going on in the competition?"
He Qianya looked into Zhu Fan's indifferent eyes.
She didn't see clearly whether Yi Jia pushed or bumped Zhong Fei. The angle of the video she recorded didn't clearly show Yi Jia pushing or bumping Zhong Fei, causing her to fall.
Zhu Fan continued to announce the platform number of her work, "The video of Yi Jia and Zhong Fei's conflict was posted by you. It has a high number of views."
He Qianya instinctively reached for her phone to delete the video.
Zhu Fan didn't stop her, saying, "Do you think that deleting it will erase all traces on the internet?"
Videos can be deleted, but recordings cannot.
Zhu Fan bent down, "Why did you do that?"
"Jealous of Yi Jia winning the championship?"
He Qianya choked back tears, "I have other things to do, we don't have anything to talk about."
Zhu Fan calmly pulled up the video of Yi Jia and Zhong Fei's conflict on her phone, showing her that Zhong Fei had deliberately fallen.
He Qianya wanted to continue watching, but Zhu Fan took her phone back.
Zhu Fan calmly asked her, "Does this video of mine prove that there was no inside story in the competition, that Yi Jia won the competition because of his own strength, and that your video and submission are rumors and slander?"
He Qianya panicked completely.
Zhu Fan whispered in her ear.
He Qianya gripped her phone tightly. "If I do as you say, you have to promise that this matter will be wiped clean."
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