He thought Cheng Zhiming simply loved the spotlight. And yet, many people online bought into her, praising her and Shi Miao's mentor-disciple relationship. Cheng Zhiming was just lucky to have Shi Miao's support. If he were Shi Miao's disciple, with all the resources he had, he would surely have progressed faster than Cheng Zhiming.
And there is the rain on the avenue... Thinking of the rain on the avenue, Wang Han began to feel heartbroken again.
He was in the group chat when he saw a local friend from Xuancheng saying that after being caught in the rain, his kidney deficiency had improved a lot. The friend also boasted about his dragon-horse spirit in the group chat, which made Wang Han extremely jealous.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He felt that he had lost a lot, and thought of his mother who was terminally ill. He couldn't help but leave a message in Shi Miao's comment area, but he didn't expect to be publicly executed by Cheng Zhiming.
Wang Han just hopes that his real-life friends and family won’t see his Weibo. He deleted the photos in time, so they shouldn’t be recognized.
He suppressed the chaotic emotions in his heart and tried to focus his thoughts back on his work.
Suddenly, the colleague at the workstation in front of him turned around and asked, "Wang Han, is your Weibo account 'Cold-blooded Killer Doesn't Eat Onions'?"
Wang Han's head buzzed, and he stammered, "I, I don't know what you're talking about. I don't usually use Weibo."
He was filled with resentment. He had definitely done it on purpose. They had always had a strained relationship, and they were recently competing for the same supervisory position. His colleague had deliberately brought up this matter at this time, surely to exclude dissidents and disqualify his biggest competitor. Wang Han now regretted his impulsiveness in posting that Weibo post for his mother.
"I remember that was your account. I saw the page when you logged in yesterday. Is it true that you delayed your mother's cancer from the early stages to the late stages so that you could study abroad?"
"Do you think it's necessary? It's useless to spend so much money to get a master's degree. I didn't expect you to be this kind of person. That's your biological mother who gave birth to you and raised you. If it were me, I wouldn't be willing to treat my mother like this. How can you have the nerve to blame Shi Miao?"
The colleagues who were originally working turned to look at him in unison, their eyes were very meaningful, some were shocked, and some were contemptuous.
Wang Han’s eyes went dark. His reputation was ruined and he had no chance of getting promoted.
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