บท 300: Chapter 217 Bounty Hunters

Hao Manman picked up her cell phone.

Although her numb body couldn't make large movements, her fingers were still quite nimble.

Hao Manman logged into Mengbo, there were no comments from netizens mocking or ridiculing her ugly photos as she had imagined, nor were there images of fans cherishing and caring for her. Surprisingly, the comments with the most likes were:

[Three years ago, a strange incident happened on our street. A bun shop owner's three-year-old son was stolen by traffickers. Even with a police report, he couldn't be found. Later, it was the stray cats and dogs she often fed that found her son. Now, the strays in our town live quite comfortably, with every household giving their leftover food to the stray cats and dogs.]