After rebirth, the soft and small milk bag vest can no longer cover

"Hmm? Haven't talked enough? Miss, are you chatting?"

Yuli smelled it with confusion and put the fruit to the empty space next to the computer desk. Lin Sisi subconsciously reached out and took out a piece of apple and started eating it. Seeing Yuli say this, she admitted it generously.

"I'm chatting with my classmates."

"This classmate...could it be that kid named Qian Jiahong?"

"…Uh, no."

Lin Sisi was enjoying the delicious food while eating an apple, when she was suddenly startled by what Yuli said. She choked on the apple and started coughing. She spoke unsteadily afterwards and it was obvious that she was lying.

Yuli was not a fool, she saw it at a glance, she stood by and sighed, then asked: "Miss, weren't you still angry with him a few days ago? How come you reconciled so quickly?"

But then I thought about it carefully, they were still happily eating the hamburger set that night. Besides, that's the character of children, anger comes quickly and goes away quickly, so I didn't think about it anymore.

But her words made Lin Sisi, who was eating an apple, choke again.

She thought about it quickly in her mind and confirmed that it was what happened that night. She jumped down from the chair, holding the fruit plate in one hand and pushing Yuli with the other. After she pushed Yuli out of the computer room and closed the door, she said, "Who said I was angry with him? Is he worthy of my anger? He doesn't deserve it!"

As for whether she was angry or not, she was a little angry that day, but it was different now, she had figured it out.

Qian Jiahong was just a kid of eight or nine years old. He would talk to whoever he wanted to talk to and make friends with whoever he wanted to make friends with. Although he was quite close to her, it was only because they were desk mates and her foot was injured two days ago. Her brother bullied him like a domineering boss and made him come here every day to teach her the knowledge he had learned in class, so their relationship was barely close.

But these alone are not enough to prove anything. After all, we are all still children and would never think about that kind of complicated relationship.

Thinking of this, Lin Sisi sighed again.

Yuli was pushed so hard by her young lady that she was stunned and asked, "Young lady, why are you so excited?"

Lin Sisi said firmly: "I'm not angry or excited. Don't talk about what happened that day anymore. I'll break up with you."

Yuli: “…”

Then she silently watched the little guy carrying the fruit plate and eating as he walked, and then returned to his room.

The next two days were weekends, and Mu Jingxian stayed in the company to sleep during those two days because he was busy with work. Perhaps he was a little worried about his sister, and sometimes he would call to ask about the situation, but he would usually hang up very quickly, as if he had encountered some urgent matter.

She didn't care about it at first, but when she was chatting with Qian Jiahong on Sunday, she noticed it.

Qian Jiahong told him that the Mumu Group was now filled with all kinds of reporters, who had surrounded the entire building and no one could get in at all.

Only then did Lin Sisi react and finally understood why her brother was so busy.

It turned out that it was because of that post. She looked at the computer screen with one hand on her chin, a little dazed, with a little embarrassment.

She had no memory of the past, and only remembered some vague fragments. She remembered that Mu Jingxian was driving the Jaguar and she got out of the car or just got in. She only remembered that she was carrying the most important company information and so on... Later, the more she thought about it, the more her head hurt. It was as if someone was hitting her head with a hammer, which made her unbearable.

Hong: "Are you bored at home alone? After all, I didn't go to Mu's house last night. Are you used to it?"

When Lin Sisi saw this line of words sent to her, she stopped thinking, sat up straight, and typed out a line of words and sent it.

Mumu: "It's OK. My brother has already told me that I can go to school next Monday, so you don't need to come over. Well... that's good for you, you don't have to run around every day. So what are you doing now?"

Hong: "Well... I'm studying."

Mumu: 'You really love to study.'

Hong: 'Yeah, not bad.'

Mumu: "Oh, by the way, you just said that my brother's company is full of journalists. Is it because of the article you read online?"

Hong: 'Yes, I saw it, but the article was deleted yesterday.'

Mumu: 'It was deleted?'

Hong: "Well, don't think too much, Mr. Mu has a way to solve it."

Mumu: 'Oh, I didn't think much about it.'

As Lin Sisi bit her lip and typed this line, she quickly opened the browser and checked Weibo. She saw that the article had indeed been deleted, but the search interface was full of speculations about this matter, one after another. The more she scrolled down, the more outrageous the speculations became, some even involved metaphysics. Each article was more cruel than the last, directly saying that Mu Jingxian was the murderer behind the scenes, and directly tagged the police to arrest him.

This scared Lin Sisi so much that she took a screenshot and sent it to Qian Jiahong, then typed a few lines of text, saying how outrageous it was.

Mumu: "I think my brother is a good person. He shouldn't be like what they say. Why do people say that on the Internet...Is my brother...not in any danger?"

Hong: "You have to believe President Mu, these are just rumors, their speculation, don't take it to heart."

Mumu: "But, but I'm always worried that it will turn out like last time..."

Lin Sisi was talking about the incident involving Lin Qizhe. Lin Xiaohan definitely didn't know that her father had done such a thing. After all, in her eyes, her father was the best father in the world, but who would have known that he had another side to him.

For example, she once believed that her uncle was a very good person to her. He approached her and treated her well with all his heart. Who could have known that he would find someone to frame her in order to get half of the company's shares.

Thinking of this, Lin Sisi sighed.

Qian Jiahong hadn't sent any message for a long time, so Lin Sisi was browsing the web page out of boredom. She unexpectedly saw several reporters still broadcasting live on the spot, and it was downstairs of the Mumu Group. There were quite a lot of people in the live broadcast room, which made her feel uncomfortable.

These people are simply crazy.

After a while, there was a beeping sound from the computer, and she quickly opened the chat box and saw the several lines of text sent by Qian Jiahong.

Hong: "No, Mu Jingyue, don't worry about that. That matter has nothing to do with President Mu. Besides, Lin Xiaohan knows everything her father has done, unlike you. Even if President Mu really did something, I will always believe in you and stand by your side."