"It is said that heroes have always found it hard to resist the charms of beautiful women. It's mainly because Yin Xi is truly beautiful. Even Qin Si Ye, who had been abstinent for many years, could not resist her beauty and allure."
"This woman is truly shameless. She'll do anything to achieve her goals. You guys don't know yet, do you? She's already moved into Star Blue Bay. I heard that Old Master Qin is so angry about this that he's fallen ill and is hospitalized."
"What? Is that true or not? Does Qin Si Ye really not care about his father for that woman?"
"Who knows. Perhaps Qin Si Ye has already been firmly in her grasp, and he couldn't care less about his father's life."
There were many more unpleasant words that followed. The more Yin Xi read, the angrier she became. Her expression darkened, and her fair skin flushed red.
Just then, Qin Si Ye happened to walk out of the washroom, dressed in his pajamas.
"What's wrong? Who upset you?"
Yin Xi straightened up and handed him her phone. "Look at what these news outlets are reporting. It's obvious someone is manipulating things behind the scenes, targeting me."
Frowning slightly, Qin Si Ye took the phone from her and examined it carefully. With a cold expression, he said, "I'll call Zhao Ze right now and have him get someone to take down all this news and investigate who is behind it."
Just as he turned to get his phone, Yin Xi suddenly called out, "Wait, don't take down the news yet. Let it fully ferment. I will personally write an article to clarify everything that happened back then to the public."
The next day, Yin Xi woke up early and went into the study. She began working diligently on Qin Si Ye's computer. During this time, she received calls from close friends and relatives such as Xie Yifei, Mei Yun, and Tang Ran, all asking her about the news and what was going on. Even Song Kaicheng and Yin Zhe, who were abroad, called to express their concern. Yin Xi explained to them one by one, reassuring them that she was not affected at all and was preparing her counterattack.
Around ten in the morning, Chen Ying called her, saying that there were many people gathered outside Xinglin Pharmacy, along with some reporters. Their words were sharp and unfriendly, making it impossible to open the business for interviews with Yin Xi. Yin Xi told her to simply close the doors and suspend business for the day. Taking a deep breath, Yin Xi continued to refine her article.
Half an hour later, she finally finished writing the draft and forwarded it to Xie Yifei with a single click, asking her to find a reliable media outlet to publish it. She also made a call to Han Haoming, asking him to preemptively release the case details being investigated by the Public Security Bureau. After completing all this, Yin Xi walked to the window and stretched. She happened to see many reporters standing outside the main gate, with Butler Liu negotiating with them. These media people were truly passionate about the news, having tracked her down here. Without overthinking, she walked towards the stairs.
Outside the main gate, several reporters surrounded Butler Liu, speaking to him in a barrage of words.
"Butler Liu, don't try to fool us. We've searched everywhere else, and she's not there. Miss Yin must be here."
"Yes. Butler Liu, we just want to interview her and understand the truth. Why do you have to obstruct us in every way?"
Butler Liu replied, "There's no point in what you're saying. I said she's not here, and she's not here. Please leave."
At this moment, a female reporter wearing a long black trench coat said, "Butler Liu, your words are too overbearing. It makes us even more convinced of our judgment. Yin Xi must be here."
"Right," someone immediately chimed in, "If she had the guts to do those things, why is she afraid to come out and admit it? Is she going to be a coward hiding here?"
Then, someone shouted towards the main gate, "Yin Xi, Yin Xi, come out!"
Others joined in the shouting.
"Stop shouting, or don't blame me for being impolite," Butler Liu said with a cold face, clenching his fists and looking at the crowd.