After admitting the wrong person and getting the wrong certificate, the heir of a wealthy family bec

Aunt Wen Rao didn't care at all about Aunt Wen Rao's doubts.

"Let's wait patiently for one more day, Yi Bao said. There will be new arrangements tomorrow, Monday, and then that damn girl won't have anywhere to hide!

Mom, we at Yibao have put in a lot of effort this time. We found people to edit and post videos, and contacted bloggers to take the lead in scolding Wen Rao. In order to make you feel bad, we at Yibao spent thousands on just treating you to dinner. . "

Aunt Wen Rao took the opportunity to tell her son's difficulties and just wanted Grandma Wen Rao to give him some money.

Aunt Wen Rao pouted at the side, Mom can't just give it to the eldest sister, she wants it too.

"I know you all worked hard. When this matter is resolved, I will give you a big red envelope each! I just don't know when that damn girl will apologize to me! She kept waiting for me. The later she apologizes, the less I will let him It’s better! Fight with me? Huh!”

Grandma Wen Rao gritted her teeth and spoke.

Wen Rao's two aunts shut up even after being promised benefits from grandma. They were planning in their hearts how big the red envelope would be and whether it would be enough to buy something for their son.

……

Early the next morning, Wen Rao walked to work.

When she reached the door, a figure suddenly rushed out from the thorn and stopped her.

"Are you Wen Rao, the unfilial granddaughter who has been trending recently? I am Dabao, a blogger with 200 million fans on the Internet. I want to interview you, can you?"

"Wen Rao! Why don't you respond to your aunt and grandma's accusation that you are ungrateful, using your younger brother to gain sympathy, and raising a pretty boy outside?"

"Have you ever thought about apologizing to your grandma and aunt? In fact, you can post an apology video through my account! I have more than 1000 million fans online!"

Before Wen Rao could open her mouth, the other party was already talking a lot.

Wen Rao took a step back and kept a certain distance from the other party.

This blogger, who calls herself Dabao, looks to be about 24 or [-] years old. She is tall and thin, with oily hair, and the video camera in her hand almost hit her face.

Of course Wen Rao knew this person. The information she had found before contained evidence that this person participated in online violence against her.

When I was at my aunt's house, my aunt liked to watch his videos very much. He was still a food broadcaster at that time, and he advertised that he would never gain weight no matter how much he ate.

But later, many people exposed that he induced vomiting after eating it, and the video never showed him swallowing it, so he changed to being a store tour anchor.

Nowadays, whenever I see a hot spot, I just go there.

Wen Rao glanced at him and saw that there were several mung bean-sized scars on his finger joints holding the camera. He was indeed very thin, but his face was swollen and his voice was hoarse. These were all sequelae of vomiting after overeating.

Seeing that Wen Rao didn't speak, the other party became more aggressive.

"Wen Rao, how did you meet the pretty boy you raised outside? Did you get together with him before he was an adult?"

"You said you are a broadcaster with more than 1000 million fans, that means a lot of people are watching your videos!"

Wen Rao stood still, suddenly spoke, and calmly faced the opponent's camera without any dodge.

He knew that the other party was live broadcasting.

Then let his fans see clearly what he is like.

"Of course, when my traffic was good, I was a top-level blogger." The other person was talking about several years ago.

At that time, he induced vomiting and pretended to eat, but he was not discovered yet.

"Since there are so many people watching you, do you want to spread this kind of negative energy and live broadcast without any factual basis? You were once a faker, and you were scolded by countless people for being exposed. You even thought that the Internet didn't have any comments. Memories? You still don’t know how to restrain yourself, are you going to make the same mistakes again?"