Pulling off this task is extrely simple.
Nowadays in an internet-savvy society, isn’t spreading so news a piece of cake?
Shen Xiaochen has several WeChat accounts and has joined different groups.
There’s a group for second-generation rich in the Imperial Capital for food, drinks, and entertainnt, another for chattering sisters involving gossips, and also one for business communications.
After posting the information in these groups, she felt temporarily relieved.
Heh.
Su Wanxin is adept at tracking IPs, right? But this ti she didn’t post on Weibo, so how can she track it?
Even if Su Wanxin could prove it was her who said it, so what? Isn’t this the truth?
She’s just exposing the truth. The one in the wrong is Su Wanxin, always masquerading as a rich, beautiful woman.
Every ti Shen Xiaochen sees her, she feels as disgusted as seeing a beggar scavenging through garbage.
An orphan abandoned at the orphanage, what kind of good family could she have? Perhaps Su Wanxin’s mother was a prostitute who abandoned her because she couldn’t support her.
The blood flowing in her veins is inherently vile; she and I are not from the sa world at all!
Shen Xiaochen sneered as she watched everyone fervently discussing in the group, laughing happily at the thought of Su Wanxin being disgraced.
...
Su’s Securities.
After lunch with Mu Xinghan, Su Wanxin returned to the company to start working.
She almost made a grave mistake earlier this noon; she needs to work now to calm down.
The office atmosphere is heavy with work; everyone is glued to their computers, occasionally whispering about work.
Until four in the afternoon.
Su Wanxin first sensed sothing was amiss because of the look in Su Yan’s eyes.
Su Wanxin: "Just say it, don’t look at like you have constipation, brother."
Silently, Su Yan handed over his phone. "You didn’t join those silly groups, so you probably wouldn’t know."
When Su Wanxin took the phone, she assud it might be about so rumors concerning herself.
She even wondered which big shot she supposedly ward the bed for today; but seeing the contents being discussed, she softly chuckled after a slight pause.
Regarding her personal background, she had never thought of hiding anything.
She was never a child of the Fu Family; there was no need to always operate under their banner and reputation.
Before, it was just Fu Shihan who did not want others to know of her existence, and no one asked her if she was an orphan. Now that it was out in the open, she felt an indescribable relief.
She couldn’t confirm who exactly first spread the news, but she had suspects, more than one.
Su Wanxin returned the phone to Su Yan, listening to his gentle reassuring.
"So idle people love to gossip aimlessly, don’t listen to their nonsense. I showed you because..."
"Alright, Brother Sanhuo, I know you ant well. But this matter, it’s true."
Su Wanxin continued her work on the computer, explaining calmly.
"I am indeed an orphan; my parents died in a car accident when I was young."
Su Yan stiffened, almost wishing he could slap himself.
What was he thinking, bringing this up?
"I am indeed unmarried; Yangyang is my child with my ex-boyfriend."
"I... I didn’t an anything else, don’t overthink it..." Su Yan stuttered, rarely at a loss for words, unsure how to explain.
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