CHAPTER 500: CHAPTER 498: TOPPING THE TRENDING SEARCHES

Looking at the message from Fu Jinghen on the screen that read, "If you need help, let me know," Wen Qiao curled her lips and typed a line.

[Qiaoqiao’s not full: I don’t need your help, already dealt with it.]

At the same moment the message was sent, Jiang Yao also used a burner Weibo account to pose as a passerby and released the video the twin ponytails had given them.

By nine in the evening, when most people were relaxing with their phones, as soon as the complete video was released, the comments and likes skyrocketed.

Wen Qiao opened her WeChat conversation with Huo Mutian and sent him a message.

[Qiaoqiao’s not full: The matter has been resolved, no need to trouble Mr. Huo anymore.]

After sending the message, she switched to the Weibo app, shared the passerby post from Jiang Yao’s burner account, and added a caption—

@WenQiao: My agent was worrying about my "public image" recently, but now I can rightfully tell her that my image is "upholding justice and seeking reprisal wherever owed."

Wen Qiao didn’t play the victim or preach any grand principles. Instead, she put a playful full stop to the affair with her words, clearly stating her position. If she had done no wrong, she absolutely would not apologize blindly.

Moreover, the video didn’t actually show Chu Ning getting slaughtered by Wen Qiao—it just showed that her wit was not as sharp as Wen Qiao’s, nothing more.

The "Unexpected Squad" saw the uproar on Weibo and started to chime in within the group chat.

[Qi Xiaoming: Just a few days ago it was "Love Affair Exposed", and today it’s "Bullying by Power." Those in the know would think you’ve been wronged; those who don’t might assume you own Weibo, hanging out on it every day.]

[shen again: Congratulations Wen Qiao for making the trending searches once again!]

[Li Mushun: With such a great PR opportunity, how could you not bring up our show’s topic?]

[Shi Koufan: Oh my gosh, is Wen Qiao’s mouth laced with poison or something?]

[Fang Baichen: Strong JPG.]

In just a while, the group chat buzzed with twenty to thirty new messages.

Wen Qiao smiled, scrolling from the top and pursed her lips as she typed.

[Qiaoqiao’s not full: Can’t help it. Beauties will always invoke jealousy. The heavens have bestowed upon me this perfect skin, and I must endure some hardships.]

[Qi Xiaoming: Rolling eyes JPG.]

[Shi Koufan: ...]

[shen again: Tsk.]

[Qiaoqiao’s not full: What’s with these reactions? Am I wrong?]

[Qi Xiaoming: Uh-huh.]

[shen again: Yup.]

[Shi Koufan: Awesome to the max!]

These three really had their coordination down pat.

[Qiaoqiao’s not full: ...]

[Qiaoqiao’s not full: Where’s Mr. Fang? Director Li? Brother Lin? Sister Chen Xing? Someone’s bullying the group’s favorite here, won’t you guys do something about it?]

[Fang Baichen: Can’t help you. Sneaky laugh JPG.]

[Li Mushun: You’re not concerned about the show’s team, what favorite are you talking about?]

[Qiaoqiao’s not full: You’re sucking my blood!]

[Li Mushun: The show provides you exposure, what’s wrong with it taking a bit of your blood?]

Wen Qiao flipped over, sprawled on the bed, and rapidly started typing.

She spent the next ten minutes in a battle with Director Li, but his typing speed and voice message tempo couldn’t match Wen Qiao’s. In the end, the confrontation concluded as Wen Qiao, fearful of getting fried like calamari, was the first to back down.

After a minute of silence in the chat, someone started stirring the pot again.

[Qi Xiaoming: That’s it? I wasn’t done watching the show.]

[Qiaoqiao’s not full: Come on, I’ll privately curse you out and put you right at the center of the excitement.]

[Qi Xiaoming: No need.]

[Li Mushun: Next episode of the variety show is in West City, same old time, don’t forget.]