Chapter 947
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Then, he went to Song Yishi's Weibo. Song Yishi had only been back for a short period of time, but in less than a month, she had already gained five million fans. It was shocking.
Song Yishi had just updated her Weibo with a group photo with Lady Qin and Chairman Qin.
The caption read, "I was lucky enough to become a member of this family when I was eight years old. Even after so many years, Daddy Qin and Mama Qin still treat me the same as before. I'm grateful for everything I have today."
Then, the comment section was flooded with comments …
"Goddess, you're so lucky. I'm so jealous of you."
"Shishi … when are you going to give us some benefits? Send us a picture of you acting cute. I really want to see how our goddess looks like when she acts cute."
"Shishi, is that Cartier's latest bracelet on your wrist? Is it sold in China? "
"Beauty Song, you're the most well-mannered socialite I've ever met. I heard that you're a master of Chinese art. When are you going to show us your skills?"
"Goddess, I always thought that you and President Qin were the perfect match. You've been living with the Qin Family since you were eight years old. You must have a lot of interesting childhood stories with President Qin. Can you tell us about them?"
Most of the comments were Song Yishi's fans. They liked her and thought that she was a good person.
She was pretty, rich, highly educated, and a master of Chinese art. Most importantly, she was gentle and always posted some warm words.
"I can't take it anymore. I want to throw up," Jiang Xiaowei said.
"What's wrong? Is your stomach uncomfortable? "Huo Mien really thought that she wasn't feeling well and almost brought her a trash can.
"Ah, it's not that I want to throw up. I just want to throw up when I see Song Yishi, that supreme b * tch."
"Supreme … b * tch?" Huo Mien was a bit confused. It was the first time he heard this word.
"I invented this word. It's the highest level of a scheming b * tch. Does it match her personality?" Jiang Xiaowei asked.
Huo Mien smiled. She knew that if Jiang Xiaowei didn't like someone, she wouldn't say anything nice.
Therefore, Jiang Xiaowei asked again with another account, "Since you have such a good relationship with the Qin Family, and you call them your parents, why didn't Qin Chu marry you?"
"Have you had enough?" Huo Mien was bored by Jiang Xiaowei's scolding on Song Yishi's Weibo.
"I just can't stand how pretentious she is."
"But aren't we also the type to act tough?" Huo Mien asked with a smile.
"How can that be the same? Both of us are low-key and appropriately pretentious. She's pretentious 24 hours a day without any blind spots. Moreover, her pretentiousness is so low … She thinks that no one can see her true face just because she's wearing a mask. She's really bad. "
Huo Mien didn't say anything. She just sipped her flower tea quietly …
Jiang Xiaowei went to Huo Mien's Weibo to take a look.
She had just posted a poem by Tsangyang Jiacuo, and there were tens of thousands of comments below it. It was different from Song Yishi's.
Most of the comments were probably scolding Huo Mien.
"You're confessing to Su Yu, aren't you? Shameless. "
"Huo Mien, how can you face your husband by doing this? You scumbag. "
"Qin Chu has done so much for you, but you're indifferent. I really don't like you."
"Go ahead and cry if you want a divorce. What a pretentious woman. You're courting death."
After reading it, Jiang Xiaowei was furious … She slammed the tablet on the small table beside her with a loud thud.
"What the f * ck … Are these anti-fans stupid? They don't know the truth, so why are they slandering you? How can they say that you're indifferent to Qin Chu's love? I'm speechless … If you don't care, why would you marry Qin Chu? If you don't care, why would you put aside your pride to beg for help when GK was in a crisis? You even put on smoky makeup and walked the red carpet like a clown. Are they blind that you're so protective of your husband? Ever since you got together with Qin Chu, you've had a lot of green tea b * tches, right? First it was Jiang Linyue, and now it's Song Yishi. It's tiring enough for you to work and deal with those b * tches at the same time. Damn it, these retarded fans are still slandering you … "
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