Doomsday Rebirth: Revenge Is Too Easy

Chapter 7 The Late Gift

It was the eighth day after my grandfather passed away. After all the ceremonies, Fang Mo was sent back to his father's house by his uncle.

At that time, her uncle and she didn't know Fang Dequan's wishful thinking.

It has been 15 years since Fang Mo left this home, and everything is very strange. She just wants to finish college peacefully and go out to live independently as soon as possible after working.

But Fang Rao, who thought she was an only child since she was born, didn't think so. She was full of malice towards this sudden sister.

Fang Mo's politeness seemed to her like competition for favor.

In her opinion, Fang Mo's self-reliance was a competition for favor.

Fang Mo's reticence seemed to her like competition for favor.

Even when Fang Mo's transcript was sent home, it was a show off, a competition for favor, and a declaration of sovereignty.

The arrogant Fang Rao became more and more arrogant under Fang Dequan's protection. She had an idea in her heart that as long as Fang Mo disappeared, she would still be the only daughter of the Fang family.

"Sister, my mother said that you are my only biological sister who is related by blood. I had a bad attitude before. I want to apologize to you. I'm sorry. Can you forgive me?"

Fang Mo hadn't been back for two weeks. As soon as she walked in the door on Friday afternoon, Fang Rao diligently snatched the luggage from her hand and put it back in her room obediently.

"Let's get along well in the future and be a pair of good sisters, okay?" Fang Rao held her hand with a sincere look on his face.

This was the first time Fang Rao called her sister. Her voice was sweet, and a warmth filled her heart.

Fang Mo hated her stepmother a little in her heart, but Fang Rao was innocent. She didn't want to argue with this girl who only turned 14 in a month. It wouldn't be a bad idea if she could have another younger sister.

"Sister, this is the coffee I bought for you with my New Year's money. I heard that college students like to drink this. You must not waste my heart!" Fang Rao trotted to the kitchen refrigerator and took out a cup of coffee.

After her grandparents passed away, it had been a long time since anyone had treated Fang Mo like this. Her uncle was busy with work and had no time to care about her except for giving her lots of pocket money.

Fang Mo's heart melted when he saw the little girl in front of him with her innocent face and her hands carefully holding the coffee.

Knowing that it was not convenient to drink ice in those days, he couldn't bear to refuse her, so he drank a third of it in one breath.

The taste of that cup of coffee was extremely bitter, with a faint jasmine aroma, but Fang Mo didn't drink it often, so he didn't care. However, Fang Rao came in several times and kept urging her to finish it quickly, which made her doubtful. I didn’t drink the rest.

Late that night, Fang Mo was sent to the emergency room because of severe abdominal pain and vomiting blood. Afterward, the doctor told her that she probably swallowed cleaning supplies.

She knew that the jasmine scent should come from the floor cleaning fluid at home.

Father and stepmother were in front of Fang Mo's hospital bed, symbolically criticizing Fang Rao. Fang Rao was also crying beside her.

The final conclusion was that she was still young and must have accidentally done something wrong because she felt left out. She hoped that the older sister would not argue with her younger sister.

Was Fang Rao left out?Was she careless?
Fang Mo looked away, not wanting to watch this family's performance, but what could he do?
From then on, Fang Mo rarely went back.

In her previous life, she was timid and cowardly. She always thought that she could gain peace by avoiding others. In fact, this was not the case. Some people only become honest after being convinced.

A few days ago, Fang Mo hired a private detective to follow Fang Rao. Originally, he just wanted to know where she usually hung out so that he could match her up with Zhao Zixuan, but unexpectedly he got something unexpected.

Fang Rao joined a cat abuse group.When the private detective handed the photo to Fang Mo, he shook his head and said that he had never seen a girl who looked so innocent but was more vicious than a witch at heart.

Fang Mo couldn't bear to look at those photos.

Since the law cannot punish her, let society teach her the basic principles of life!

Fang Rao has a tattoo on her ankle - Mia.W, which is her English name plus the first letter of her surname.In order to ensure that people around her could identify her, Fang Mo selected several photos with exposed tattoos and full-body photos with her face coded.

She also brightened up her ever-present Vacheron Constantin and her favorite pink Dior Princess Diana bag.In this way, her classmates should be able to recognize Miss Fang at a glance.

Fang Mo sent the compiled photos to a public relations company for polishing, and invested a promotion budget of 100 million with one stroke of a pen. Of course, this money was also counted among Fang Dequan's 500 million. Using his father's money to uncover the mask of his perverted daughter was also considered as giving. He has accumulated virtue.

"The night after tomorrow, I hope to see the cat abuse incident exposed on the hot searches on major platforms. If the advertising effect is good, I will increase the budget again!" Fang Mo hung up the phone with the public relations company and waited patiently for the incident to be revealed. Fermentation.

At 8 p.m. on August 22, the cat abuse incident was on the hot search list, and at [-] p.m. it shot up to the first place. In less than an hour, Fang Rao was raped, and a new entry "Fang Rao abused cats with high heels" was on the list. Real-time hot search list.

Tens of thousands of netizens criticized Fang Rao's abnormal behavior. Although their words were fierce, Fang Mo felt that they hit the nail on the head.

Fang Mo forwarded the hot search to her, asked "concernedly" about the truth of the incident, and said that her sister would always stand by her side, so that she could bravely stand up and speak out without fear of being exposed online.

Fang Rao did not reply, and the circle of friends was closed.

I thought she would disappear and calm down, but I never thought that 10 minutes later, she did not disappoint Fang Mo.

Fang Rao shamelessly denounced the media online, saying that the photos were all synthetic and that she was unjustly framed by someone who deliberately stirred up trouble. She also advised netizens to keep their eyes open and not to be taken advantage of by people with bad intentions.

Soon after, he posted an intimate photo of himself and a ciora cat, saying that the stray cat he picked up was already ten years old. As a shit scraper, he would never do anything to abuse a cat.

Suddenly there were more netizens supporting her under the comments. I don’t know where they temporarily found some cheap trolls. Not only did the wording be almost the same, but they were all newly created private accounts.

"Oh, you really dare to stand up and be tough? It's a pity that her brain is not worthy of her courage." Fang Mo had never seen any kittens or puppies in that home, and what his stepmother hated most were small animals with fur.

"The cat abuse video I sent, please see how to deal with the compliance. Send it out within half an hour, and I will invest another 100 million!"

Just as Fang Mo hung up the phone from the public relations company, information came from the private detective.

"Ms. Fang, the overseas IPs are ready. When will the personal information be sent?"

"Half an hour later."

The terms "Fang Rao's cat abuse live video" and "Fang Rao's lies" also appeared on the hot search list as promised.

Her address and phone number, as well as her stepmother's deeds of cheating, were soon revealed, and netizens even made an appointment to go to her house to deliver "gifts."

The news cycle is about seven days, and Fang Rao will probably continue to feel the overwhelming abuse until the end, without a chance to breathe.

Fang Mo picked up the coffee in her hand and sniffed the rich burnt aroma. Although she had no way of knowing Fang Rao's condition, from today on, she would never feel the smell when drinking coffee.

(End of this chapter)