Losang coughed lightly: "Don't accuse me wrongly. I just want to fulfill my good friend's wish."
The two chatted and laughed for a while before Pan Wen-cho finally got to the point: "So, what's the important thing you wanted to talk to me about?"
“Take a look at this.” Losang sent some photos to Wen Chu: “This is my biological mother’s marriage certificate with Mu He, and also Zhang Xueqing’s marriage certificate with Mu He. Check the dates.”
Pan Wencho was stunned by the two photos.
"This, this, you're not Zhang Xueqing's daughter?" She recalled the title of her latest post and now seemed to understand why Zhang Xueqing had sold Sangsang.
It turns out she wasn't his biological daughter; she was someone who came to fight for the family fortune, and she was the daughter of the first wife.
"Zhang Xueqing was worried that President Mu's bigamy would be discovered, so she sold you out."
Losang nodded: "She's not stupid, she's not her own child. My appearance has already threatened Zhang Xueqing's children's future, how could she possibly let me stay in the Mu family peacefully?"
"Besides that, it's mostly because of her guilty conscience. My presence constantly reminds her that she was the mistress in my parents' extramarital affair back then."
"Zhang Xueqing is ruthless, but she's really good to her two children, treating them with all her heart."
"This is to clear away the obstacle of me for her children, so that they can love each other as before without my presence."
At this point, she chuckled coldly, "The happiness I gained by stepping on my mother's life, I will turn into a nightmare for them all."
Pan Wenchou considered himself a relatively calm person, but after hearing Sangsang's words, he was on the verge of exploding with rage.
She stood up, wanting to kick the stool, but then remembered that this wasn't her home, so she gave up.
She paced back and forth in the living room, then looked at Losang: "Tell me, what do you want to do? Your sister will definitely help you."
Losang said, "I just want you to write some ambiguous posts and post them online, leaving room for netizens to guess."
"You're more experienced in this area."
Pan Wen-cho frowned: "Why not beat him to death?"
Based on these two photos alone, Mu He could be completely crushed.
Losang smiled faintly: "No rush, let's take it one step at a time."
Cutting flesh with a dull knife will make them unable to eat or sleep properly.
Pan Wenchou didn't understand Losang's actions, but then he thought that he didn't need to understand them, he just needed to cooperate.
She would accompany Losang no matter what he wanted to do.
“Okay, leave this to me. I’m staying at the Rose Garden tonight. I’ll write the draft and show it to you. If it’s not good, we can discuss it further.”
"Of course, you can't upload it here. Many people know that Rose Garden is President Huo's territory. If someone finds out your location information, they will definitely come after you."
So she wrote the article in the rose garden and then updated the post outside.
Losang nodded: "I've already had a guest room prepared, so please feel free to stay here."
The Rose Garden covers a large area, and Man-Cho staying here will add to the lively atmosphere.
She had already spoken to Mr. Huo about this, and he had not objected.
The place is large, and everyone has their own space, so even if someone actually stays there, there's no question of disturbing them.
Pan Wen-cho, being in this line of work, quickly finished writing the article.
After looking it over, Losang nodded: "That's good."
Various seemingly plausible but ultimately flawed questions were posed to encourage everyone to think critically and creatively.
Everyone has a gossipy nature; if they have a question in their mind, they will definitely investigate and verify it.
"Since you think it's okay, then I'll go back and upload it." Pan Wenchu stuffed the laptop back into his bag, picked it up, and prepared to leave.
Losang checked the time; it was past five in the afternoon. "Weren't you supposed to stay overnight at the Rose Garden? Why did you leave already?"
“Anyway, this rose garden belongs to you two, so I can come whenever I want.” Pan Wencho patted his laptop bag: “Business comes first.”
"Once this matter is settled, let's have a barbecue at the Rose Garden."
Pan Wenchou chuckled: "Don't think I'm a bother when the time comes."
Nothing is more important than your good friend's important business; eating, drinking, and having fun can be put aside.
Losang was a little touched after hearing this and nodded: "Okay, then we'll have a barbecue and sing in the rose garden."
"Haha, Sang Sang understands me best." After saying this, Pan Wen-Chu left without looking back.
"You don't need to come and see me off, I can walk by myself."
Pan Wenchu waved goodbye to his friend, declining the offer to see him off.
In her opinion, since the two of them see each other frequently, there's no need to be so polite.
After driving away from Rose Garden, Pan Wencho returned to her apartment in the suburbs, where she edited all the content before uploading it.
After thinking about it, worried that the post wouldn't get enough attention, she called a friend and paid for more traffic to promote it.
This was the first time she had ever spent money to buy traffic, and for her, it was well worth it.
After doing all this, she opened the Mu Group's official website and glanced at the various comments. The most common ones were people asking why Zhang Xueqing was taken away by the police and whether she really sold her daughter.
Some people even linked Zhang Xueqing's selling of her daughter to Losang's marriage into the Huo family.
They asked the Mu family members if they regretted letting Zhang Xueqing do such a thing.
If it weren't for this incident, the Mu family and the Huo family would be in-laws.
Seeing this, Pan Wenchu sneered: "Fortunately, Zhang Xueqing is so irrational. They gave Sangsang the opportunity to turn against them. Otherwise, Sangsang probably wouldn't have had a chance to turn against them."
Less than five minutes after the post was updated, Ji Pingye called.
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