A comment section on a blog.
Ze Yu’s Little Darling: Who’s blocking my brother from getting on the plane? So shameless. I was waiting to pick him up!
Protecting the Best Ze Ze: It must be jealousy of my brother’s looks. Overconfident men are so off-putting. Don’t let me find out who you are, or I’ll find someone to kill you!
War God Lives in a Doghouse: Just a passerby. Why don’t you play the audio? If you don’t play the audio, how can anyone know what happened?
Love Ze: The one above must also be an overconfident man. Do you even need to watch this? Isn’t it obvious they’re bullying my brother? kAnshuWu.ξà
Little Brother Named Meng Li: What the heck is going on? How dare they post an edited video…
Love Ze: The one above, I ***
Green Lemon Sleeps on the Street: I agree. Edited videos really lack reference value. I won’t comment for now.
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Around seven in the evening, Wei Shaoting was sitting on the sofa, scrolling through the comments on his phone, chuckling as he read the messages.
Lin Yan, Lin Yan, so this is your day.
By now, the injuries on his face had fully healed, and his handsome features had returned. He had even visited a club with some girls these past few days.
For the major families in the capital, Lin Yan’s identity in the video was no secret. The reason they couldn’t find out at first was due to Lin Guoxiong’s interference.
As it involved the Song and Lin families, Wei Shaoting was thoroughly enjoying the drama. His mood had been exceptionally cheerful these past few days. First, Song Botao was hospitalized, and then Lin Yan was being criticized. For him, these were all good things.
He hadn’t forgotten how Song Botao had played him last time. He had spent so much money, only for Lin Yan not to even get out of the car.
Looking at the stinging words in the comment section, Wei Shaoting’s face was practically blooming with a smile.
This saved him the trouble of finding Lin Yan himself. He could just watch the Lin and Song families deal with it.
He had already mentally replaced the target of criticism from Li Ze Yu’s fans with Lin Yan.
He glanced up at the clock on the wall. Seven-thirty. The wonderful nightlife was just beginning. He had to go to a club and have a good time to celebrate this good fortune.
He stood up, stretched, and walked out of his room, beckoning to the bodyguards in the living room. Ever since that incident last time, Wei Shaoting now had bodyguards with him whenever he went out.
This time, Wei Shaoting had specifically hired ten bodyguards to ensure his safety. He was confident that this would be foolproof.
As the night deepened, a Maybach and an Alpha drove out of the Wei family’s manor, heading towards a club in the city.
In the car, Wei Shaoting was still on his phone, furiously posting negative comments about Lin Yan in the comment section.
Now, he could almost imagine Lin Yan’s expression when he saw the comments – it must be like he had eaten something foul.
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Mei Lin Garden. Lin Yan had just returned from the East District. After his usual workout, Lin Yan lay on his bed, chatting with Su Mojin.
Midway through their conversation, Yang Tianming’s call came in.
Huh? Wasn’t Yang Tianming downstairs? Why was he calling now?
He pressed the answer button.
“Young Master, Brother Li just told me that this ‘Second Young Master Wei’ has appeared. I…”
“Alright, alright, hurry back. Be careful.”
Before Yang Tianming could finish, Lin Yan knew what was going on. He said impatiently.
It’s annoying when you’re chatting with your significant other and suddenly get a call.
“Oh, okay, okay.”
“Remember not to go too hard!”
However, Lin Yan still reminded him to go easy, warning him not to kill the guy.
The call ended. Recalling the young master’s last words, Yang Tianming’s mouth twitched.
If he remembered correctly, the young master’s standard for “not going too hard” meant the person would be hospitalized for half a year.
Calling two brothers, Yang Tianming drove his G-wagon out of the villa.
Lin Yan had sent his McLaren Senna for repairs this afternoon, and it would likely take some time to return. Fortunately, the Cullinan and Bentley had been repaired, so he wouldn’t be without a car for the next few days.
Lin Yan felt like his cars were treating the repair shop like a second home.
After hanging up, Lin Yan switched his phone back to the chat interface. kanδん
It was past seven. Su Mojin didn’t have evening classes today and had returned to the dormitory early. She and Xu Xiaoyue were fighting online with those Li Ze Yu fans.
“Okay, it’s completely unnecessary. I don’t care at all.”
With a swoosh, a message was sent. Lin Yan was right; he hadn’t even glanced at social media platforms since then.
“I know, but I’m still angry.”
Su Mojin, who was spewing insults on the other end, saw the message and bit her teeth as she typed.
Sitting on her bed at this moment, her red lips pouted, and her cheeks puffed out like a wronged child.
Looking at the angry emoji Su Mojin sent on the screen, Lin Yan could imagine her shy and adorable appearance.
Lin Yan wanted to tease her a bit, so he reached out and poked the little rabbit icon on Su Mojin’s profile picture.
Then, WeChat displayed, [Lin Yan patted Su Mojin’s head].
This was a recently updated feature that Lin Yan had accidentally discovered.
“Fine, I’m fighting a bloody battle here, and you’re patting my head from afar.”
Soon, a string of messages from Su Mojin came in.
A series of angry yet cute emojis made Lin Yan himself laugh.
“Tomorrow morning, I’ll pick you up to eat outside the school, okay?”
Lin Yan continued typing. He found that chatting with Su Mojin was also a source of happiness.
Indeed, as long as couples aren’t arguing, everything they do together is joyful.
“No, I’ll eat at the cafeteria tomorrow morning.”
Seeing Lin Yan suggest eating out again, Su Mojin directly refused. The two hundred yuan beef from today was already outrageous. She hadn’t expected Lin Yan to say that at the time, but it was quite cute, and she liked it!
“Then I’ll eat at the cafeteria too.”
Lin Yan suggested again.
“Do you dare to come?”
This time, Su Mojin sent a provocative emoji, making Lin Yan unable to suppress his laughter.
He definitely wouldn’t dare to come, but teasing Su Mojin was still possible.
“I’ll rush into the school, pick you up, and run away.”
Pick her up and run away? For some reason, when Lin Yan said this, Su Mojin immediately thought of bandits stealing their brides, and her earlobes began to turn red.
Oh no, Su Mojin, what are you thinking? What bride? Nothing has even been decided yet, you’re so shameless.
Cursing herself, Su Mojin stopped sitting and fell back onto her bed, burying herself under the covers.
“No, Xiao Jin, you can’t leave me alone here! There are too many people, I can’t keep up with the insults anymore.”
Xu Xiaoyue, on the adjacent bed, was frantically tapping on her screen with her fingers. She felt like her typing speed was going to increase if this continued.
ps: I feel like my typing speed has also increased, so please call me Manly Yi next time you see me!