บท 18: Full of Ill Intentions
บรรณาธิการ: Atlas Studios
A certain netizen published an essay of a few thousand words that analyzed Luo Qiao's mental state of that moment in the photograph, based on her gesture and expression.
The conclusion, 'Cold-blooded and ruthless, full of ill intentions!'
The cutting remark completely nailed Luo Qiao on the cross of shame.
…
Mu Lan realized that this matter was escalating and anxiously called Luo Qiao on the phone. Luo Qiao, on the other hand, was nonchalant and replied in a leisurely manner, "You're asking what I'm up to? I'm at home watching TV, I have a facial mask on."
What?! Mu Lan was speechless and rolled her eyes. "Are you seriously letting that little b*tch Zhang Lingling go on a wild spree? Daddy Luo, do something to her! Put her in cold storage! Use the unwritten rules on her! Crush the little b*tch with money!"
She was no longer the helpless Luo Xiao Qiao, she was now the wealthy Daddy Luo!
Hmm… Luo Qiao removed her mask to reveal a smooth and delicate face. Then she tapped her face lightly with her fingertips so that the essence from the mask would be absorbed into her skin. "There's a huge hoo-ha on the internet now and if I gave her the cold storage the netizens will only react more aggressively. Not only can I not touch her, I have to treat this matter with respect."
Respect?! Mu Lan blew her top and yelled, "How could she! Obviously, she schemed all of this, the whole matter had nothing to do with you, why give her whatever respect!" She wasn't going to stand for this!
"Well, she is brandishing the sword of public opinion. She set the stage on purpose that night and positioned herself at the vantage point of public opinion. No matter how I reacted, I would have been labeled a bully."
Anyone present at the time who would testify for her would be labeled as accomplices, the dirty type in the entertainment circle.
"Isn't this a classic case of the victim wins!"
Luo Qiao narrowed her eyes and said with a half-smile, "Isn't it just too bad that there are no surveillance cameras installed in the event venue."
Now it was her word against no one else's.
Ming Siran, who was working on the other side of the room, raised his head to look towards her. He frowned slightly.
…
Thursday was the day that Zhang Lingling was coming to Eastern Vision to discuss a collaboration. It had been about a week since the incident happened. In the past week, fans had been streaming to her office building, holding demonstrations in front of the main building entrance. This had caused the area around the building to be crowded and noisy.
Having anticipated this, Luo Qiao instructed the chauffeur to stop further up to the front as she turned to look at Mu Lan, saying, "You really don't have to accompany me. There are security officers."
Mu Lan shook her head firmly and replied adamantly, "Look at how delicate you are. I'm worried that those crazy fans will gobble you up."
And because Zhang Lingling was coming today, there were many times more fans than what this place would have normally seen. With a helpless shake of her head, Luo Qiao made Mu Lan cover herself up tightly before they got out of the car.
The moment her car appeared, the group of fans started to stir. They completely ignored the security officers who were trying to stop them from surging towards her.
"Luo Qiao, how could you be so evil? Doesn't it eat away your conscience that Lingling had tried to commit suicide because of you?"
"You are both evil and foolish. Even if you were to destroy Lingling, the netizens will never like you!"
"Luo Qiao you're really despicable. You have the mood to go to work? If I were you I would have killed myself for my wrongdoings!"
"…"
Ignoring them, Luo Qiao walked towards her office entrance, expressionless, treating the people as though they were barking.
The people who had turned up to demonstrate were quite radical in their thinking. When they observed that Luo Qiao was unmoved, they were furious and even started to get physical. The security officers put a stop to that quickly, but the matter continued to escalate out of control.
Luo Qiao's expression was rather icy.
At this point, there was suddenly a whistle as a black luxury car pulled up at lightning speed. It didn't stop even with the crowd in front of it. All around, the fans started to scream, a few of them right at the front even fell over.
Ming Siran threw the car door open and stepped out. Amidst the dead silence that had fallen over the crowd, he stepped in and retrieved the girl.
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