The hired trolls were in place, and the comment section was boiling over.
But before long, the tide of comments suddenly reversed, as a massive wave of righteous netizens flooded the comment section.
“What’s going on? Is this never going to end? Do you think this will make me buy your company’s worthless stocks?”
“Hah, this official blog is even more passive-aggressive than a gossip forum.”
“Seriously, this is beyond ridiculous—it’s ridiculous squared!”
“Fairy, don’t cry! Remember, your blessings are yet to come!”
“This company seems shady. I suggest a thorough investigation!”
Shortly after.
Hundreds of marketing accounts began frantically reposting Wanqing’s stunning photos, lavishly praising her beauty.
This was followed by a one-stop service of deleting malicious comments, muting users, and banning accounts, accompanied by a full round of rainbow-puffing from the hired trolls.
[@GossipMasterV: Oh my god! I just discovered today that there really are fairies in this world! And such a fairy is being bashed for no reason? Is this the distortion of human nature or the collapse of morality?]
Attached: Nine-grid collage of Wanqing’s bare-faced photos.
[@StillTheBossV: Unbelievable! Inconceivable! Mind-boggling! I went for a medical checkup today, and the doctor told me I’m pregnant! My god! How can a grown man like me be pregnant? So I asked the doctor what exactly I’m pregnant with. The doctor said it’s this woman’s beauty that made me conceive from afar.]
Attached: Close-up selfie of Wanqing & airport outfit photos.
Anti-fans: ?
A large group of opposing trolls stared at the 404 error on their phones, utterly baffled. Why had the server suddenly become unreachable?
Switch to another account and keep fighting!
But upon logging in, they were met with a completely different landscape. The trending topics had turned into an overwhelming flood of #WanqingTheFairyHerself#, #QingxingEntertainmentIsDisgusting#, and #QingxingMediaStockPricePlummets#.
Netizens surfing on 5G were both confused and busy feasting on the drama, thoroughly enjoying themselves. After all, peeking into the secrets of the wealthy was far more thrilling than ordinary celebrity gossip.
Wanqing was also stunned for a moment.
Su Sili, you sly dog, hiding your skills so well!
Just as she was about to praise Su Sili, he sent her a flurry of bills.
“Pay up!”
Wanqing: “…”
The Su surname sure is something: “It’s the PR fee!”
“Strike while the iron is hot. It’s rare for you to have such high popularity this time, so I went ahead and got you an annual trending package. Surprised? Shocked?”
Wanqing opened the attached image and nearly dropped her phone.
Three million!
What a delightful surprise indeed!
Before she could even question him, Su Sili sent several more messages, all of them 60-second voice notes.
She stole a glance at Qi Yan.
Making sure he wasn’t looking at her, she turned her phone volume to the lowest setting and held it to her ear. The speaker emitted Su Sili’s flirtatious voice.
“Aren’t you broke as hell right now?”
“Don’t blame me for not reminding you—there’s a ready-made ATM right beside you. A man’s money is meant to be spent, and it’s a waste not to. After all, your Second Master’s wealth is enough to last eight lifetimes.”
“He works so hard to earn money, so someone has to work just as hard to spend it, right?”
“And even if it’s not for anything else, just for his face alone, you’re not losing out, are you?”
“Listen to me, all domineering CEOs love women with charm. If you take the initiative and push him down tonight, forget three million—even if you ask for his life, he’d hand it over on the spot, hehehe…”
She didn’t even listen to the rest.
What kind of filthy talk was this!
She was a little fairy, after all. How could a fairy be so unrestrained?
The moment she heard the chaotic and piercing background noise from the other end, she knew he must have gone to a bar again to drink.
He was probably drooling over the pretty boys striking poses on the dance floor at this very moment—no wonder he was acting so wild.
It was already ten o’clock at night.
Unconsciously, the drive had lasted over half an hour. The traffic gradually thinned, and the shrubs on both sides grew denser.
Wanqing put down her phone and glanced at Qi Yan.
At some point, he had undone two buttons of his white shirt, leaving the front slightly loose and revealing his distinct, alluring Adam’s apple.
His well-proportioned hands rested lightly on the steering wheel, not gripping it tightly, yet exuding complete control.
The scene was inexplicably captivating.
Her throat felt a little itchy, and the marks between her legs were faintly burning.
The atmosphere in the car was heavy.
The enclosed space naturally made one focus intently. Now that she had stopped looking at her phone, even her breathing felt deliberate.