Chapter 6: Misogyny

Editor: Atlas Studios

There were those who said that Luo Qiao was strong, there were those who commented that she was being a bully. However because this male internet celebrity had poor reviews, most of the people who posted comments were there hoping to be entertained and the majority approved of Luo Qiao.

[This male internet celebrity is always looking for opportunities to get into the limelight through the stars, now he's finally facing the punishment. He totally deserves it!]

[I'm seeing Luo Qiao in quite a different light now. I've always thought that she was the weak and innocent sort, I didn't think she would be so strong.]

[This must be the true nature of the wealthy pampered little Miss. She's rich and pretty, why should she need to feel wronged and be upset?]

[She told him he's been fired and the next moment he was down on his knees begging for mercy. freaking hell, that's too cool. What do I do now that I'm attracted to her and fast becoming a fan?]

[The guy who is attracted and fast becoming a fan +1]

[Attracted fan +10086]

[Trashy Luo Qiao, shameless, so low down that you have to challenge an internet celebrity, and there are so many boot-lickers here, woof, woof…]

[You couldn't make any headway in the entertainment circle and now you leverage on your family background to bully others, this is so freaking unfunny.]

[Why don't you get lost, Luo Qiao, I've got enough and don't want to read more of this b*tch's news. Can the marketing companies please stop reposting about her?]

[I don't wish to see more +1]

[I don't wish to see more + ID Number]

After a while, these sorts of flaming comments increased, and the 'likes' for such comments increased as well, so those comments were pushed to the top of the threads, burying those comments that praised her for being strong.

Luo Qiao randomly visited the homepage of one of the netizens who was flaming her. True enough, she saw that this person was following the Ke Bozhou Super Topic¹.

These fans of Ke Bozhou were like rabid dogs, biting every person they saw. Furthermore, they were obviously organized. They pushed all the negative comments on her to the top - all of them received a great number of 'likes' and replies. The unknowing visitor would of course be influenced and agreed that indeed, she was a bully. This watered down all the positive comments.

Seeing this, Luo Qiao was so furious that she instantly sat up in bed. She was about to buy herself some trolling services when she accidentally clicked into one of the negative comments. Then, that comment suddenly disappeared.

She was taken by surprise.

What?

She refreshed the page and found that all the other comments had disappeared too.

Huh?

What was going on? Did her father's PR team finally lift a finger to help?

Following this, very quickly, all the microblogs that carried any insulting content about her disappeared, not one was left.

Luo Qiao, "…"

She was now staring at a clean Weibo homepage… and it felt like the silent, freshly fallen snow…

…

In the meantime, at the Ming Corporation Building…

The supervisor of the PR Department reported nervously, "CEO Ming, we've purged Weibo of all the negative news on Miss Luo."

The man didn't even look up, he gave a casual grunt of acknowledgment.

…

Not having found out anything more, Luo Qiao fell asleep. By the time she woke up, the skies were dark.

She washed up and went downstairs.

It seemed that Ming Siran was home and he was still working. The light fell on his smooth-lined profile, setting off his good-looking features. He lifted his chin slightly so that he could loosen his necktie. She observed the area from his fingers to his protruding Adam's apple, there was something subtly seductive and suggestive about it.

With her arms defensively across her chest, Luo Qiao walked towards him. Then standing there looking down at him, she asked, "Hey, what do you mean thanks to me you now hate girls? Ming Siran, what were you trying to say?"

His slender fingers paused for a moment as he raised his gaze slowly. "Which part of it did you not understand?"

"I just don't."

Luo Qiao was a pretty girl, she had been since she was little. Her eyes were like a cat's, slightly tilted upwards and seductive in a way that she didn't realize herself.

Ming Siran held his gaze on her for a moment, then he closed his laptop and said icily, "If you don't then forget it."

"…"

"Come over here and eat."

Luo Qiao pulled a chair out and sat down opposite him. Then Ming Siran asked her, "Have you decided to stay here?"

"This is my home to begin with. The person who should move out is you."

"Are you going to the office tomorrow?

"Of course."

In response, Ming Siran only raised an eyebrow but did not speak further.