Jiang Ruan's fingers flew rapidly across the computer screen.
The screen's brightness reflecting in her eyes, added a touch of chilling clarity.
"The uproar just started not long ago, we can suppress it." Her tone was neither warm nor furious.
This Weibo post was released when she and Fu Chi went to the cemetery. Coincidentally, both of them didn't have time to pay attention to this matter.
As a result, in a blink of an eye, it reached the apex in popularity.
"But Uncle and Auntie..."
Luo Mengmeng was still very worried.
She just posted normally on Weibo, but this time, inadvertently pushed Jiang Ruan into a predicament.
Jiang Ruan always liked to keep out of trouble and maintained a low profile. But today's situation had made her a hot discussion, yet also a target of criticism.
"Clear them."