Sure enough, as soon as she clicked on yl's chat box, she saw the message yl had sent.
"yl": Z-da, you're finally online!
"yl": Z-da, where have you been for so long? Many people on the deep web are speculating if something happened to you in real life!
"yl": Z-da, seeing you online now, I'm finally relieved.
Mo Qiyu nodded with satisfaction from the side, "This kid is not bad, he's quite concerned about you."
Ming Zheng's fingers typed, and she asked casually, "How do you know if yl is male or female?"
"You can tell from his messages, he's definitely male!" Mo Qiyu pointed to the three messages on the screen, "Besides, he's so concerned about you, he might be secretly crushing on you."
Ming Zheng: "..."
The other person didn't even know if she was male or female, and he was already crushing on her?
As expected, he's read too many CEO novels.
He associates everything with CEO plots.
Ming Zheng replied.
"z": Is there something?
Mo Qiyu exclaimed from the side again, "Baby, your reply is too cold! You haven't seen him for a year, and you're being so indifferent, aren't you killing his enthusiasm?"
"No! You need to reply more enthusiastically. If you confirm he's a guy, we can arrange a meet-up!"
Ming Zheng, with a question mark on her forehead, raised her eyebrows and cast a suspicious glance at him, "Why do you look a bit strange?"
Meet someone from the deep web?
Wasn't that just hurrying to her death?
Mo Qiyu felt a bit uneasy under her gaze. He shrunk his neck, coughed a few times, turned his head, and said bashfully, "Anyway... anyway, anyone is better than that dog, Chi Xian..."
Although he said it shyly, unclearly, and in a very small voice.
Ming Zheng still heard it clearly.
Ming Zheng's gaze became even sharper, "You and Chi Xian, something really happened between you, didn't it?"
Mo Qiyu immediately retreated to his seat, hugging his pathetic self.
Shaking his head, "No, no, nothing happened!"
That man, who was 1.88 meters tall, hugging him...
It was really unbearable to look at.
Ming Zheng withdrew her gaze and returned to the screen.
On the other side, yl had already replied.
He sent a video.
That video was the one from the Yin Yang Mountain car race.
It was the video Ming Zheng had exposed to the entire internet.
After sending the video, yl didn't say anything further, seeming to be waiting for her reaction.
Ming Zheng slowly typed a "?" and sent it.
On the other side, a reply came quickly.
"yl": Z-da, this video... did you post it online?
"z": ?
"yl": This video seems to be fixed on the internet, constantly replaying for everyone who enters the network.
"yl": I can't take down these videos, which means the person who fixed them on the network has technology superior to mine.
"yl": I believe that besides Z-da, no one else can achieve this level, leaving me with no way out, and only Z-da can do that.
yl seemed very anxious.
The messages he sent were rapid.
Ming Zheng looked at each sentence.
A barely perceptible ripple spread across her dark pupils.
Mo Qiyu, who had grown up with Ming Zheng, immediately sensed the air turning cold.
He quickly let go of himself and moved closer to Ming Zheng again.
"What's wrong, what's wrong? Did yl say something to upset you?"
Just then, he saw Ming Zheng replying to the other party.
"z": Why do you want to take down those videos.
Videos?
Mo Qiyu looked ahead and realized she was talking about the Yin Yang Mountain car race videos. His brows furrowed immediately, "What does this kid mean? Why does it feel like he's questioning you for posting that video?"
Ming Zheng: "Be more confident, remove the word 'feels'."
Mo Qiyu immediately became furious, "Who does he think he is to dare question you! The reason he has his current status on the deep web is all thanks to your support!"
Whether or not Baby posted the video is not for that dog, yl, to question!
Ming Zheng just raised her hand and pressed it on Mo Qiyu's head, as if to comfort him.
She didn't speak but stared at yl's black avatar on the dark screen.
A guess was faintly emerging in her mind...
The next second, yl's message, after much hesitation, was finally sent.
"yl": Z-da, speaking of which, I'm really sorry, actually... the girl who appeared later in the video is my sister, and because of that video, she's being heavily criticized now...
She's still a child, young, and if she continues to be scolded like this, her entire future might be ruined.
As a brother, hearing my sister cry constantly makes me very distressed.
So... I hope Z-da can be merciful and take down that video.
Ming Zheng's fingers holding the phone tightened slightly.
A layer of ice-coldness appeared in her eyes.
The sister yl mentioned... referred to Ming Zhi Rou.
As expected, her sixth sense wasn't wrong.
This yl... is from the Ming family!
The yl she had been nurturing and guiding was actually from the Ming family, the family that caused her death in her previous life and that she didn't want to encounter even by chance in this life!
Fate, it's truly laughable.
What's most laughable is...
This yl, in every word, is for Ming Zhi Rou.
Did he ever consider that his own sister was the one who made a bet with Song Zhe Kun and almost lost her life on the race track?
No.
He didn't.
His words only expressed his reluctance to see Ming Zhi Rou scolded or cry.
On the other side, after a long silence, yl cautiously sent another message.
"yl": Z-da, although I know you're not short of money... but, if possible, as long as you're willing to help me take down those videos, I can offer you a reward.
Ming Zheng's expression grew colder.
Mo Qiyu's eyes reddened as he looked at the words on the screen, "People from the Ming family are truly like ghosts, never going away! yl is actually a dog from the Ming family! I knew I found him displeasing for a reason! Disgusting, disgusting, disgusting!"
He even spat a few times.
He directly reached out to grab Ming Zheng's phone, "Baby, let's not talk to that dog! Unfollow, delete! Never interact again! I'll even kick him out of the deep web!"
"Calm down." Ming Zheng pressed his head and took the phone away.
Just then.
With a loud "bang."
The door to the private room was forcefully kicked open.
The door slammed against the wall, and the reverberating sound immediately drew the attention of people outside.
Ming Zheng and Mo Qiyu were also attracted by the sound and looked up.
They saw five women standing at the entrance.
Leading them was Lu Man Qin, whom they had seen outside the Zui Xian Lou just now.
She now had a bruised and swollen face, acting arrogantly. She held her phone in one hand, pointing it at the private room, clearly recording a video.
The sisters behind her also looked proud.
It was evident that they felt their status had improved significantly by being able to enter Zui Xian Lou with her.
"Ming Zheng, so you are indeed messing around with some wild man!"
Lu Man Qin's eyes lit up when she saw a man in the room, wishing she could shove her phone right in their faces.