The world's most sassy sweet wife

A large number of netizens rushed into the post, which quickly made the post popular.

Their purpose was not to condemn Yu Ziqing, but to finally be able to eat the young lady's melon.

Don't care if this melon is real or fake, the eldest lady has kept a low profile for so long, it's time to come out and slap her in the face!
They discovered a law, as long as someone does something, the eldest lady will win.

Finally someone did something.

"Here we come, the fragrant melons are finally served!"

"Everyone work hard, help to heat up the post!"

"It's enough to attract the attention of the eldest lady before she can stand up and slap her in the face!"

The eldest lady is too determined, she doesn't care about Xiaogua at all.

Back then, when she was entangled in so much black material, she didn't stand up and respond, which shows how stable her mentality is.

At this time, Yu Ziqing was working in the studio.

These days, she has been more comfortable.

The matter of the Chang family was settled, and Luo Dian went to Yongbao Research Institute for research.

He Xuanchen didn't bother her much anymore.

She finally had a few days of quiet life.

She seldom surfs the Internet now, because she often sees some photos and videos of her and He Xuanchen, and doesn't want to affect her mood.

The two manuscripts just completed, one was sent to Chenshi Games, and the other was uploaded to the studio's sharing group.

There is still a period of time before I get off work, so I decided not to draw anymore, just look at the information related to painting and relax.

Du Weiwei is different, since the first day of work, she has been fishing.

Seeing the trending searches condemning Yu Ziqing, her blood pressure went up.

She went off in person wearing a tuba, and replied in the comment area:
"Nonsense! There is no such thing! It is not the case that they meet!"

Before Du Weiwei met Yu Ziqing, she was already a little famous, and later became Yu Ziqing's fan, and she also directly supported her big fan.

"Yo! A young lady's brainless fan has joined the battle. I used to be a fan of you and thought your paintings are very aura, but now I have been brainwashed by your idol and draw her fan pictures every day. You can't draw anything else Is it? I think you are getting worse and worse on this road!"

"Eldest Miss can handle even Boss He, let alone a young girl who has not experienced much in the world. It's amazing, both men and women can kill."

"Tsk tsk, young people these days, maybe they've inhaled too much smog, and their brains are not good, so they are so easy to be fooled by others."

Du Weiwei became angrier the more she looked at it, these keyboard warriors are too insulting!

She wished she could break the keyboard and crazily reply to those netizens who attacked Yu Ziqing.

Driven by her, her fans, as well as Yu Ziqing's fans, also joined forces.

In order for the eldest lady to stand up and slap her face, she just watched the people who turned the truth around and talked nonsense like this. What is the difference between them and those people?
"With the strength of the eldest lady, it is not too bad to be a teacher at the Academy of Fine Arts. She is going to be a student. Is there any teacher who dares to teach?"

"That's right, if Missy starts teaching classes, I'll sign up now!"

"Reply upstairs, don't dream. I heard that the eldest lady clearly said that she will not accept disciples."

The two camps were arguing in full swing in the post, and Shengsheng sent this topic to the top of the hot search list.

Some rational eat melons, fanning the flames, and even some small advertisements also joined in one after another.

Chang Song didn't like to stay alone in the office, so he would come out occasionally to chat with everyone casually, to see who had any problems, and to communicate face to face.

Seeing Du Weiwei smashing the keyboard aggressively at that moment, he frowned.

Painting is done with a brush, not writing.

Even if she was writing any thesis, Du Weiwei's mental state was not quite right, as if she was about to eat people.

Chang Song walked over and asked angrily, "Du Weiwei, didn't I tell you that fishing is not allowed during working hours?"

Du Weiwei stared at him with blood-red eyes, and roared angrily: "Get out! Don't bother me!"

Her roar attracted everyone's attention.

Except for her, everyone is working hard, so they don't know that the Internet is already bloody.

"What's wrong? Weiwei quarreled with the boss?"

"Could it be..."

"Is it what?"

"Gossip, I heard that Weiwei chased after her boss for several years, but in the end she still couldn't catch up. But I looked at the way Weiwei looked at the boss, and it didn't make any sense at all. Could it be that after she gave up, the boss woke up and started chasing after her?" Wife crematorium?"

Chang Song was yelled at and was dumbfounded, which was too embarrassing for him.

"Du Weiwei, can you still work hard? If not, don't come!"

Du Weiwei was clacking and typing on the keyboard with both hands, and she didn't have time to argue with him: "Don't bother me first! Damn it! You deleted my comment! Damn! Blocked me! Do you think this lady doesn't have a trumpet?"

Chang Song feels baffled, is this girl crazy?
He glanced at the computer screen, scanned over a dozen comments, and his face immediately changed.

He quickly took out his phone, and sure enough, he saw the trending search.

The comment section is obviously full of trolls recruited by the other party, and everyone speaks in a convincing tone, and someone must be manipulating them behind the scenes.

He thought about it for a while, and thought it would be better to discuss it with his idol.

Looking at the distant view outside the window, Yu Ziqing sighed in her heart, if nothing happened like this every day, it would be nice to be ordinary.

Hearing someone knock on the door, she said softly, "Come in."

Chang Song came in with his mobile phone and said, "Sister, I have something to do."

Yu Ziqing smiled and said, "What's the matter? Is your father regretting it? That's too bad."

Chang Song shook his head and said, "It's not this. Some people smeared you on the Internet, saying that you replaced a certain student's graduate student quota. Sister, are you going to the Academy of Fine Arts too?"

He didn't act rashly like Du Weiwei, but he felt that he should understand the situation first, otherwise he would easily cause trouble for his idol.

Yu Ziqing looked calm and didn't care: "Don't worry about them, just say what you like."

No need to guess, someone must have messed up.

If she doesn't go to the Academy of Fine Arts, the rumors will be self-defeating.

If everyone pours dirty water on her, is she going to stand up and clarify every time?
That's exhausting.

There are many people who don't like her. If they use this method and make her busy clarifying every day, will she still have time to do other things?
Chang Song looked anxious: "But they're trying to smear you. Sister, or else I'll get some navies."

Yu Ziqing immediately stopped him: "Do you have money and nowhere to spend it?"

This silly boy can't live a life.

"Then what should we do?" Chang Song spun around in a hurry.

"Otherwise, I will mobilize the people in the studio to comment."

Yu Ziqing stopped him again: "This is my private matter, not the company's. Why bother them? Leave it alone and let them play around."

She has many ways to solve it.

You can let your baby girl delete comments, and even use system functions.

But it's not necessary, no matter how she handles it, she feels it's a waste of resources.

The more she responds, the more excited the other party may be.

Time is precious, why go crazy with those irrelevant people?
Who do they think they are?