She went upstairs in the hotel to have an aromatherapy massage specifically after posting a sympathetic Weibo post.
Just to see Ying Zijin's miserable condition after his body was relaxed.
A smile appeared on Ying Luwei's lips, and her finger moved to the message column.
As she expected, there were a lot of comments and private messages.
But when Ying Luwei clicked it and took a look, her expression changed suddenly.
Because none of them comforted her, all of them were sarcastic.
[The White Lotus Award is given to you. What brand of plastic bag do you have that can hold so much? 】
[I really envy the skin on your face, it's so well maintained. 】
[You accuse your niece of seducing her based on just a picture. You are trying to shift the blame so strongly. It's a pity that you don't become a chef. 】
[I’m afraid you’re pretending that you’re not connected to the Internet and can’t see the video, so I’m sending it to you. But don’t ever say you didn’t see it again. [video]】
Ying Luwei frowned and opened the video.
After just a few seconds of looking, her eyes widened and her face turned pale.
impossible!
She had clearly asked Mr. Allen to erase the surveillance footage, so where did this video come from?
Ying Luwei was frantically checking out the changes on Weibo over the past two hours. After reading it, she was completely in disbelief.
Ying Zijin actually has surveillance cameras in his hands!
You actually waited so long before posting it, was it intentional?
Ying Luwei immediately called Allen, gritting her teeth and speaking word by word, "Didn't you say that it's absolutely impossible for anyone to recover the surveillance? Why would the other party have the surveillance?!"
If she wasn't sure that Ying Zijin couldn't clarify, why would she post that pitiful Weibo post?
At this time, Alan had already boarded the cruise ship and headed for Continent O.
Of course, it is impossible to know what is happening on the Chinese Internet.
Hearing this, he was stunned at first, then said coldly: "Of course it's impossible, no one in China has better hacking skills than me."
"Am I blind?" Ying Luwei was so angry that she was fuming. "Are you a scammer?"
Alan hung up the phone directly and sneered.
As expected, he is from a small place and has no vision at all.
Restore the surveillance he erased?
Unless they are among the top few in the Anonymous hacker alliance.
How is this possible?
Is there anyone in China who can hire them?
Even he, who has been in the Anonymous hacker alliance for five years, is qualified to meet these people.
It's ridiculous.
Alan sneered and got off the boat with his briefcase.
——
In the hotel.
Ying Luwei was staring at her phone in a daze, cold sweat breaking out all over her body.
The agent pushed the door open and came in with an unpleasant look on his face: "Lu Wei, I've already told you not to trust outsiders so much. It's too difficult to deal with the situation now."
He threw the phone at her, "Look for yourself!"
There was a long Weibo message on the screen.
Ying Luwei recognizes this Weibo ID, and this person is a loyal fan of hers.
This fan would go to every one of her concerts, send her gifts during holidays, and often spend hundreds of thousands of dollars to buy her piano albums.
Although, these hundreds of thousands of dollars are not even a fraction of what she spends on cosmetics every month.
[@露薇的小琴: When the photos came out yesterday, I told everyone to please calm down first.
But no one listened to me, and many fans even asked the anti-black website to blacklist me. Did you see today’s reversal? Isn’t the lesson from last time enough?
As for Lu Wei’s Weibo post, I feel like she is deliberately using us. I’m sorry, maybe I’m too sensitive, but I really can’t be a fan anymore. I just feel like all the true feelings I’ve had over the years have been wasted. We’re sisters now, so I’ll say goodbye here. 】
As soon as this Weibo post was released, many fans of the super topic unfollowed the post within just a few minutes.
There were also many people who came back to criticize her, calling her a "white lotus" and deceiving her fans.
Ying Luwei's hand trembled, and her cell phone fell to the ground, and her face turned even paler.
"I told you at the beginning, didn't I? The entertainment industry is too chaotic. You can stand on top today, but you'll fall tomorrow." The agent pressed his forehead tiredly, "If you want traffic and fans, you have to be careful."
He hesitated for a moment and asked the question that had puzzled him: "Lu Wei, why are you so eager to crush your fake niece to death? How did she threaten you?"
Could it be that...
Ying Luwei couldn't hear anything. An unprecedented feeling of fear surged in her heart, reminding her of something that happened a long time ago.
No, it can't.
She picked up the phone tremblingly: "Hello, Mo Yuan, help me, please help me..."
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This way.
Zhong Manhua had just got off the plane. She was holding the phone, her chest heaving, and she was so angry that her head was about to explode.
That day, after Jiang Huaping said those words to her, she reflected on it and felt that she had done something wrong.
It is not good to blame Ying Zijin without sorting out the matter clearly.
But what about this time?
Could the picture be fake?
Every time she went to Ozhou to see Xiaoxuan, Ying Zijin would never let her rest.
Zhong Manhua picked up her bag and rushed to Qingzhi, arriving at the principal's office as quickly as possible.
The principal was discussing with He Xun about the international students. He was stunned when he saw Zhong Manhua rushing in.
Before he could speak, Zhong Manhua stepped forward and said, "Principal, I'm really sorry. I'll go through the procedures for my child to withdraw from school."
The principal was stunned.
"We didn't expect this to happen." Zhong Manhua gritted her teeth. She was so embarrassed that she could hardly raise her head. "Dropping out of school is the best decision. It's good for Qingzhi and for the children. Principal, what do you think..."
Before he could finish his words, the office door was kicked open with a bang.
At the door, Ying Zijin put his hands in his pockets and looked at her indifferently.
The temperature dropped suddenly and it was freezing cold.
When Zhong Manhua saw the girl, she tried to soften her tone and said gently, "Zijin, don't worry. Mom will drop you out of school and send you abroad. In a few years, things will be over. Can you come back?"
"Madam Ying, you got the wrong person." Ying Zijin raised her eyelashes, without any emotion, "I have nothing to do with you, and you have no right to control me."
She tilted her head: "Principal, she can't control my academic status, right?"
The principal nodded blankly: "Yes, I can't do anything about it. Mr. Zhong said..."
A word is like a slap in the face.
Zhong Manhua clenched the bag in her hand.
In front of outsiders, she felt ashamed and her face was burning with pain: "Zijin, what are you talking about? Mom is doing this for your own good. Mom can't just watch you get scolded by those people, right? Or drop out of school..."
"Wait, wait." The principal had to interrupt Zhong Manhua, "Mrs. Ying, didn't you read the latest Weibo?"
Zhong Manhua was stunned.
What?
The principal saw her expression and knew that she didn't know yet. He shook his head and said, "I happen to have it here, Madam Ying, you should come and take a look."
After that, he placed the computer in front of her.
The video finished playing in just a few seconds.
Zhong Manhua's body stiffened, as if she had been punched in the face, and even the blood color on her lips faded completely.
She couldn't help but take a step back, somewhat afraid to look up at the girl.
Ying Zijin ignored her, nodded to the principal, and then placed a printed copy of the chat record on the table.
The three words "Ying Luwei" are written on it.
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