Zhang Moyan tossed and turned all night and couldn't sleep. She knew she had messed up.
No matter how slow-witted she was, she knew that Xiao Xingyu already hated her. Needless to say, the interview was definitely over, and she was too embarrassed to stay in the Xiao family anymore.
Zhang Moyan buried her head in the quilt dejectedly, feeling like she had lost all desire to live.
Now that she thinks about it, writing a novel for Xiao Xingyu was indeed quite boring. She should have thought that such things would eventually be exposed and would be seen by the real owner one day. But why didn't she think of it when she started writing?
I really regret it, but unfortunately there is no good medicine for regret in this world.
At first light, I started packing my things. I felt so embarrassed that I should just leave without anyone noticing. But I felt uneasy about leaving like that. I still wanted to formally apologize to Xiao Xingyu, delete the article in front of him, and promise that it wouldn't happen again.
It's not a surrender for the sake of the interview, but a sincere apology.
Although I know that doing so will not help, I will feel uncomfortable if I don't do it.
I booked a flight for the afternoon on my phone and started preparing my apology.
I practiced it over and over in front of the mirror for more than ten or twenty times, but I stuttered and was not very satisfied with my logic. No matter what, I felt that if I were Xiao Xingyu, he would not forgive me.
I had no choice but to pick up a pen and make an outline, then wrote another two or three hundred words. By the time I was familiar with it by reciting it in front of the mirror, most of the morning had passed.
Then she faced a huge new problem, which was that she didn't have the courage to apologize to him!
Thinking about how angry he was last night, I didn't even have the courage to knock on his door.
Zhang Moyan lay powerlessly on the bed, watching the time pass by minute by minute, feeling anxious and having a headache. In the end, she gave up. Since Xiao Xingyu would never forgive her anyway, it didn't seem to make much difference whether she apologized or not.
However, the article must be deleted, so I will tell everyone in the group that "National Male God, Come Here" will be discontinued from now on.
Zhang Moyan picked up her phone, opened the Weibo group, typed a sincere farewell message in the input box, read it three times, took a deep breath, and pressed the send button.
After all, it is something I have persisted in for a long time, and I feel very reluctant to give up suddenly.
Some things are better not to start early.
Just a few seconds after sending it, a notification of failed sending suddenly popped up. Zhang Moyan had no choice but to send it again, feeling sad again. However, after a few seconds, the notification of failed sending still popped up.
Zhang Moyan sat up, feeling a sense of something was wrong. She tried using Weibo to send original text, comments, and private messages, but none of them worked. Just as she was feeling anxious, a message from the system suddenly popped up on the screen:
"Hello, you have been complained by other users for allegedly posting spam that violates social order and morality. According to the Weibo Complaint Operating Rules, the "content" you posted constitutes spam and you are being punished accordingly."
Zhang Moyan was shocked like a piece of wood. Her account was banned? ! ! !
Zhang Moyan quickly logged into her main account to search for "Are you sure you don't want to love me?", and sure enough, there was no such person.
Even the number is gone, let alone the content posted by this account.
Zhang Moyan was unable to recover for a long time. When she came to her senses, she immediately went to Xiao Xingyu's super topic and Weibo group. As expected, even the super topic and Weibo group were gone!
Zhang Moyan was stunned. To be able to perform these three operations at the same time in such a short time, there was only one possibility, that was Xiao Xingyu did it himself!
Zhang Moyan immediately ignored everything and ran out and knocked on his door.
Not long after, the door opened. Xiao Xingyu was wearing a black shirt and black trousers, looking as stunning as ever, but his expression was cold and hard.
"Teacher Xiao, did you bomb my account, the super chat, and the Weibo group?"
"It's me," Xiao Xingyu said with a cold look in his eyes, but he didn't shy away from asking, "Are you dissatisfied with something?"
His direct admission was beyond Zhang Moyan's expectations.
Xiao Xingyu twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "If you are dissatisfied, you can appeal, complain to the internet platform, or sue me."
Zhang Moyan was choked and speechless. It took her a while to regain her train of thought: "You can bomb my account, but why did you bomb my super chat and Weibo group? Those are places that many people like, and they didn't hurt you."
Xiao Xingyu's expression grew more oppressive as he spoke clearly, "Because the content in those places is contrary to public order and good morals."
Zhang Moyan felt as if someone had poked her in the spine. Xiao Xingyu stared at her straightly, "And, I just don't like it."
He finished speaking word by word, his lips pressed into a straight line, and the beautiful eyes under his deep brow bones were now intimidating.
Zhang Moyan couldn't do anything to him.
Xiao Xingyu's actions have demonstrated his determination, and his money is more than enough to make these outcomes unchangeable.
She was just an ordinary office worker with a meager salary. When she faced an extremely powerful opponent like Xiao Xingyu, she could already guess the ending from the beginning.
How did it turn out like this?
Although everyone in that Weibo group was gathered because they liked Xiao Xingyu, it was actually just a friendly chat group most of the time. People would chat about current events and gossip, share their lives, support those who had a breakup, and donate to those whose families were in financial difficulty...
But now, just because I did something wrong, this group is gone... Many group members have never followed each other, so this means that those people are scattered from now on.
A huge sense of guilt washed over Zhang Moyan, and her eyes suddenly turned red. If she hadn't written those things, things wouldn't have developed to this point. Thinking of this with self-blame, two big tears rolled down her cheeks.
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