I never wanted to hurt anyone, from start to finish, I was only trying to clear Jijue’s na.
Jijue’s century-old foundation has always been praised, and for so mbers, Jijue is not just a luxury brand—more so for others, Jijue is a habit, as well as a sentintal attachnt.
That’s why when the Jijue scandal first broke, we did not imdiately shirk responsibility, because we knew that those who believed in Jijue would continue to believe. It took five days to gather evidence, and fortunately, heaven favors the diligent; I finally proved Jijue’s innocence to everyone.
Now that this matter has co to an end, the lawyer’s letter has also been delivered to the other party. I am pregnant, and in a few days, it will be my wedding. I don’t want to dwell on this matter any longer. Although the students have subjected to online abuse, they were just confused at the ti. They are still young; they can have a bright future. I do not wish for their future to beco dim and dark because of this incident.
’Let’s treat this as accumulating virtue for the children. I will not pursue their responsibilities and will help them return to school. I hope that netizens will no longer pursue this matter; let everyone be safe and well!’
Not long after Mo Shu posted this lengthy blog, she received a call from Yu Siqiao.
Yu Siqiao was quiet for a mont before softly chuckling, "Not angry anymore?"
Mo Shu, leaning against the back of her chair, humd lightly, "Did you do this?"
"Which thing?"
"Doxxing these people, getting them expelled from school?" Mo Shu’s gaze stayed on the computer screen as she refreshed the page, and a bunch of comnts popped up.
’Wow, the first comnt on the protagonist’s post, first co, first served!’
’[Heart] Kind people are the most beautiful; Miss is so pretty!’
’Mhm, mhm, Miss is the most beautiful and prettiest person I’ve ever seen (not flattery, but the truth)’
’I also think she’s so pretty, so rich and yet so beautiful and so kind, wuwuwu...’
...
Mo Shu read these comnts, and Yu Siqiao’s words ca through her ears, "They got what they deserved. At seventeen or eighteen years of age, they should understand everything already. They regularly frequent online circles; they couldn’t possibly be unaware of what online abuse ans to a pregnant woman, yet they still did it. Those people don’t deserve sympathy."
"Such people do need to pay so price to realize how wrong they were," Mo Shu’s gaze swept over the comnts, "but they’ve already faced retribution. For these young people, don’t press too hard; it’s enough that they realize their mistakes."
"Okay, as you say."
"Um," Mo Shu looked at the comnts, the smile in her eyes spreading widely, "how did you comnt so quickly? I just posted, and you saw it?"
"I knew as soon as you logged in," said Yu Siqiao with a curl of his lips, "well spoken."
"Have you been logged into my account all the ti?"
"Yeah, to guard against so people coming to hurl insults. I would catch them one by one."
Mo Shu was struck with a mix of laughter and tears, and her heart ward simultaneously.
"The wedding is in a few days," Yu Siqiao suddenly changed the subject, "are you nervous?"
"It’s still four days away."
"Have you ever thought about what we’re going to do after we get married?"
"Honeymoon?" Mo Shu’s smile blood at the corner of her lips, touching her belly with a cheerful and sweet voice, "But I think I can feel the baby moving."
The voice on the other end, Yu Siqiao, was startled, imdiately restless, "Moving?"
Yu Siqiao, unable to contain his excitent, blurted out, "Does that an we can find out the baby’s gender now?"
His two daughters!
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