Jiaochen

Ji Qingying didn’t really use the internet much. She basically just logs into her Weibo account once or twice a month, very rarely exceeding that. Every time she does go online, she doesn’t browse much at all and only replies to a few DMs about the posts of cheongsams she had shared previously.

Her Weibo page had always been clean, very unlike how filthy it was now.

Her lips tightened, though her expression remained unclear, but the fingers she was holding the mouse with were slightly trembling.

She paused for a bit, trying to erase those hurtful words from her head.

But when she closed her eyes, those comments appeared to her again, as clear as ever.

[I knew it! How could that work deserve first place that day?! It was just a filthy cheongsam! Her background seems to be really strong.]

[She is quite a beauty and was indeed an eye-candy for the judges.]

[I’m curious, how could she have even participated in the design competition after being found a plagiarist? Don’t tell me during the first and second screenings, no investigations were conducted?!]

[Hahaha! My friend, what investigation? She already had the judges in her pocket!]

[How disgusting! This kind of plagiarist should just go to hell!]

[I heard that when she was in college, her private life was very chaotic and she had affairs with so many male students!]

[If she was like that from the get-go, then she would have also slept with the judges, right? Would the international competition still tolerate such a sick person participating?! She’d just humiliate all Chinese people!]

[Holy shit! HOLY SHIT! She plagiarized my favorite designer when she was in college! My favorite Lin!]

[? ? ? The so-called super talent, Designer Lin?]

[According to the latest leaks, Lin and this plagiarist used to be college classmates, even roommates!]

……

In such a short time, the netizens have not only managed to uncover Ji Qingying’s past college, but they also found out about things that happened then.

They were even able to pinpoint her past relationship with Lin Xiaoshuang.

In addition, even her past competition projects from college were found out, one by one.

Usually, when topics like designers copying one another crept up, there wouldn’t be a lot of interest in it.

The fashion design circle wasn’t that big anyways, and most people wouldn’t even care about who designed what. But in this case, perhaps someone was stoking fire behind the scenes and so the scandal just grew hotter and hotter, to the point that people were photoshopping her into photos that were telling her to die, etc.

Ji Qingying just sat in front of her computer, not moving.

A sound could be heard from outside the door before Rongxue burst through and ran in, “Sister Qingying!”

She cried out in tears.

Ji Qingying simply turned her head and replied, “Hmm.”

When Rongxue saw her like this, she subconsciously ran over and embraced her saying, “Stop looking at it anymore.”

She glanced at the computer screen and it showed a particularly scary photoshopped photo of her done by some random netizen.

So Rong Xue stretched out her hand and tried to turn off the computer.

But after taking a deep breath, Ji Qingying stopped her, “No need.”

She paused for a moment and repeated herself a little more softly, “There’s no need to turn it off.”

Rongxue just looked at her, not knowing what to say.

“Then, please stop looking at the comments of these people, Sister Qingying. All of them are just jealous of you and are purposefully saying bad things about you.” She couldn’t bear to see Ji Qingying like this, as if the entire world had abandoned her and that she was fully enveloped in darkness.

It was Rongxue’s first time seeing her like this.

She was understandably afraid to see Ji Qingying like this, someone who she thought could never fall this low.

Meanwhile, Ji Qingying rubbed her eyes and slowly said, “I’m fine.”

Faced with Rongxue’s worried eyes, she forced herself to smile before seriously saying, “I want to be alone for a bit.”

Rongxue felt helpless when she saw how firm her eyes looked, “Then call me if you need anything. I’ll also give Sister Xinyu a call.”

“Okay.”

Ji Qingying then nodded, “You should go out first.”

Rong Xue could only comply, as she slowly went out. She didn’t even forget to help her close the door.

Even on this hot summer day, Ji Qingying felt very cold even with the A/C off.

Her hands and feet felt as cold as ice, with no trace of warmth.

Although she had fully expected Lin Xiaoshuang to make such a move, Ji Qingying didn’t expect her to be so shameless to not even be able to wait to suppress her.

She calmed herself down. With the doors locked, she finally clicked on the surveillance footage given by Sun Yijia.

………

Ye Zhenzhen was only informed of what was going on online by a roommate of hers.

Everyone knew how much she liked Ji Qingying, so when the roommate saw the news, she told her as soon as she could.

After seeing those reputation-tainting comments, Ye Zhenzhen was very understandably angry, to the point of her wanting to transport herself into the Internet to beat the asses of those people.#pleasereadthischapteratfoxaholi.com

After she gave Ji Qingying a call, Ye Zhenzhen checked the time before calling Ye Qing without any further delay.

“Auntie!”

Ye Qing had just finished a meeting so she hadn't been informed of what was going on, so she only asked, “What’s wrong?”

Ye Zhenzhen sounded extremely anxious as she replied, “Have you opened the Internet yet?! Have you seen those things related to Senior Ji?! What should we do?”

Ye Qing had to stop walking to calm herself and smile, “What do you mean?”

She turned to her assistant and said, “Open Weibo and give the phone to me.”

After just 10 seconds, Ye Qing’s face visibly darkened, “Have you informed your cousin yet?”

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