Li Qiao looked at the comments with an impassive face, the majority were touting her looks, and there were also some righteous people tagging the South Sea Police Station in the comments section, requesting an investigation into the truth of the matter.
Of course, there were also some who sought to be different, resisting the assault of her good looks and earnestly pointing out that this must have been a vicious fighting incident.
A few seconds later, Li Qiao closed Weibo, opened her contacts, and decided to spend money to have the video taken down.
At that moment, Shang Yu, who had been silent, returned the phone to Liuyun, picked up a cigarette box from the table, drew out a slim cigar, and commanded in a cold voice, "Take it down."
Liuyun, carrying out orders promptly, took the phone and stepped aside to make the call.
Li Qiao’s action of browsing through her contacts ceased mid-action; after a moment, she exited the page and turned off her screen.
Seeing as Shang Yu was handling it, she was happy to sit back and enjoy some leisure.
Ou Bai and Qiu Huan were already sitting opposite them, both very keen on following the drama, occasionally discussing it.
At this point, Qiu Huan, utterly relaxed, crossed his legs and, while scrolling through the comments, laughed, "Ou Bai, your status as the divine face of the entertainment industry is in jeopardy. There are fans in the comment section jumping ship already."
Ou Bai shrugged with a don’t-care attitude, "Not important. I have eighty million face fans, won’t miss one or two."
"One or two?" Qiu Huan instantly opened the top comment with six thousand replies, aimed his phone at Ou Bai’s face and mocked mercilessly, "You sure it’s not important? There are thousands of fans in this thread alone who have unfollowed you, and furthermore..."
Qiu Huan looked toward Li Qiao with feigned mystery in his eyes, teasing with an unclear meaning, "This group is even banding together asking our Sister Qiao to debut soon."
Ou Bai, without a second word, pushed away Qiu Huan’s phone and logged into his own Weibo, painstakingly selecting nine photos from his gallery and published a grid collage.
Caption: If you love, love deeply!
In less than five minutes, Liuyun returned with a report, "Boss, it’s been dealt with."
Shang Yu, with a cigarette between his lips, puffing smoke rings, looked inscrutable. He waved his hand dismissively at Liuyun, then his gaze shifted to Li Qiao.
The girl was at that moment sipping from a wine glass; the colors of the wisteria and the lighting merged, casting a dreamy pale purple hue on her.
A gentle breeze near the Diaoyutai Islands blew by, lifting her side hair to reveal the beautifully contoured pale neck, truly possessing the capital to captivate the masses.
Shang Yu’s breathing deepened, his fingers rubbing the cigarette, he looked away into the distance.
The young lady was young and beautiful, with a transcendent aura; if not well guarded, she was too easy to covet.
The topic that had just been blazing online disappeared in a matter of minutes.
Some clever netizens attempted to repost the video, but as soon as they uploaded it, they were notified of violations. After several unsuccessful attempts, someone slyly started a new topic: The Unspeakable Event and the Divine Face’s Background.
At nine in the evening, Li Qiao returned home.
Li Guangming and Duan Shuyuan had not come back yet, apparently, they attended a dinner.
Both her elder and second brother had their independent residences and rarely returned to the family home.
Li Qiao took off her coat and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, standing still and gazing into the night.
After a while, she took out her phone, and there were two WeChat messages glaring on the screen.
They were from Li Shaoquan.
Young Master Li: Ahhhhhhh, I’ve made it into the final round for the Red Hacker Alliance.
Young Master Li: Sister Qiao, from now on, please call me Red Hacker Godfather. [smoking.jpg]
Li Qiao looked at his message, her eyebrows lifted in surprise. What a coincidence?
Shang Yu had just asked her about Li Shaoquan that afternoon, and in just a few hours, he’d reached the final round?
Over the years, Li Shaoquan had spared no effort to join the Red Hacker Alliance.
Not only had he wasted the family’s resources, but he also lived every day in a dream he’d spun for himself.
Now...there seemed to be a possibility of his dreams becoming reality.
The Red Hacker Alliance and Shang Yu, could there be a connection?