Su Wanxin looked at the computer screen with an icy gaze, her slender and fair fingers ceaselessly roaming over the keyboard.
She was searching for the IP address of the account that had posted the photographs.
Not by reporting to the police and asking for their help, nor by going to great lengths to contact internal staff at Weibo for assistance.
She simply and aggressively, in front of countless online viewers, took matters into her own hands to investigate.
Gradually, those around her also began to understand her operation.
Sun Tianran’s tightly clenched fists trembled slightly, never expecting the situation to develop to this point. Her anxious eyes reddened slightly, and without realizing it, cold sweat ford on her brow.
She hadn’t expected Su Wanxin to pull such a move, none of them had expected Su Wanxin to do this!
Was Su Wanxin just bluffing to deceive people? But she did not seem to be pretending...
Sun Tianran didn’t know what to do, she thought of Shen Xiaochen, wanting to get help from Shen.
Just as she had sent Shen Xiaochen a ssage on WeChat, Su Wanxin had already temporarily finished her current task.
She had easily found the IP address of that small Weibo account.
Su Wanxin smiled as she copied the address into a docunt, then looked around at everyone and said, "Next, I’m going to check the Weibo main account addresses for each of you."
If anyone’s IP address matched that of the small account, everything would beco crystal clear.
"Su Wanxin, this is illegal, isn’t it?" Sun Tianran spoke with displeasure, her voice trembling.
"I’m not sure, I didn’t study law." Su Wanxin replied with an indifferent smile. "Maybe it’s a violation of soone’s privacy rights?"
"Yet you’re still checking!"
"Why shouldn’t I check?" Su Wanxin glanced at her, "How about... I start with you then?"
Sun Tianran: "!!!"
"Don’t be anxious." Su Wanxin’s gaze withdrew from her and continued to work on the computer. "Let find your Weibo account... What’s it called again?"
She was so direct in targeting Sun Tianran, pushing Sun Tianran past the point of remaining calm, causing her to suddenly stand up from the sofa.
"How dare you! If you dare to check , I’ll call the police right this mont!"
"Hmph? Do you think I’m easily intimidated?"
Unperturbed by this, Su Wanxin watched as Sun Tianran got more and more agitated, intending to snatch Su Wanxin’s computer away when Sheng Qian, who had been silent the entire ti, spoke up.
"Making such an ugly scene, is that really okay?" Sheng Qian’s eyes were cool and focused as she gazed at Sun Tianran, her red lips pursed slightly. "The cara is still rolling, what do you think you’re doing?"
Her words caused Sun Tianran to stiffen slightly; in this place, no one dared to offend Sheng Qian.
Her grandfather was the chief of a military district in the southwest, with both money and power at his disposal. For her, entering the entertainnt industry was rely a way to pass ti due to boredom.
Sheng Qian was right, Sun Tianran’s deanor at the mont was truly unsightly. The netizens had also begun to spot sothing odd.
[Why is she so agitated? No one else is reacting like this.]
[I think I understand sothing...]
[Tsk tsk, really shows the difference in poise.]
[Does Su Wanxin have so grudge against her? Why is she doing this?]
Amid a heavy barrage of comnts, everyone watched the few people on the screen.
Sheng Qianlin, Yifan, and a few other veteran artists all had an attitude of indifference as if the matter did not concern them. The remaining newcors stayed quiet, silently fearing that Su Wanxin might turn the gun on them.
Zhong Xian and Zhuo Yiqing watched on with a seemingly amused look, while only Sun Tianran was frantic, uncharacteristic of her usual self.
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