We agreed to divorce at the expiration date, why do you regret it, Mr. Fu?

This feeling of being out of control made him panic.

How could he be dispensable? He was Fu Ruoshi, the natural protagonist, and everyone had to revolve around him.

He couldn't accept being relegated to a supporting role.

Thinking of this, Fu Ruoshi reluctantly flipped through Wen Zhixia's chat box and was about to send her a message. When he saw the dialog box full of green bubbles, he suddenly realized that he had sent her countless messages, but she had not replied to any of them.

【What are you doing? 】

[In a meeting again? ]

[Will you die if you reply to my message? ]

But Wen Zhixia never replied, as if he was alone.

If you don’t want to reply, then don’t reply!

Fu Ruoshi put down his phone, was in a daze for a long time, typed a bunch of words, and finally got bored, picked up his phone again, and clicked on Wen Zhixia's circle of friends.

There was only one signature left inside: Want to peek? No way!

Here, everyone was eating hot pot and chatting, and the small rental house was filled with warmth.

"By the way, have you read any gossip recently?"

Fan Xiaolin brought up the topic, "That internet-famous painter Hui Huizi, she hired ghostwriters to help capital launder money?"

When Wen Zhixia heard Xu Hui's name, the chopsticks in her hand paused.

Before this, after she and Fu Ruoshi completed the divorce process, she deleted Xu Hui's WeChat.

However, the boys who came today did not know Wen Zhixia's background, and Fan Xiaolin did not tell them.

"I know, I have a friend who is from Jincheng Academy of Fine Arts,"

At this time, the boy named Xiaodong spoke up, "It is said that this matter has now been reported to the Academic Affairs Office of the Academy of Fine Arts, and the school has banned the news."

"I heard about it too," the boy named Xiao Jiang added. "It seems that because Hui Hui is the daughter-in-law of the richest man in Jincheng, everyone who knew about it has accepted hush money. But netizens are so powerful, they finally dug it out for her."

Wen Zhixia was secretly shocked.

She knew that this was not something that could be dug up by netizens alone. This kind of information involving the powerful and wealthy could not be spread wildly by ordinary netizens unless there was a mastermind behind the scenes.

Those behind-the-scenes pushers have teams and funds, with clear division of labor. Their goal is to use public opinion to create momentum and bring others down.

This was the case with Yu Qian and Ranguo Media before. It can only be said that people who know how to manipulate public opinion can stir up the situation and kill people with borrowed knives with just a few words.

"And do you know, I heard that Xu Hui gave birth to a son for Fu Ruoshi?"

Da Ming's words attracted Fan Xiaolin's attention. She looked at Wen Zhixia curiously, and Wen Zhixia was also surprised.

"Impossible, this is outrageous," Fan Xiaolin said, "How could Fu Ruoshi have a son? Who told you that?"

"Oh, it's gossip."

I dare not say anything else, but Wen Zhixia can be sure that this is a rumor.

Based on her understanding of the Fu family and Xu Hui, it is possible that Xu Hui used tricks to get pregnant, but once she got pregnant, given Song Ailing's face-saving personality, how could she let things escalate to this extent?

"Look, Xu Hui's account has been banned!"

Fan Xiaolin quickly handed the phone to Wen Zhixia, "Fuck, which knight did this? This is too cool, right?"

Wen Zhixia took the phone and looked at it:

[This user has been banned]

It seems that Xu Hui was obviously tricked.

Wen Zhixia pretended to eat calmly while reading the overwhelming negative information about Xu on the Internet.

In addition to the comment section, there are also many well-known bloggers who are specifically broadcasting live to talk about this matter.

Xu Hui is not a top internet celebrity, and many people don’t know her, but when it comes to Xu Real Estate, everyone knows her.

Such ruthless means are indeed very similar to someone's style. If he doesn't take action, it's fine. But if he takes action, he will aim to kill the person.

But Wen Zhixia had already made up her mind that even if Fu Ruoshi razed the Xu Real Estate building, she would not ask him a single question.

When Wen Zhixia went to work on Monday, Director Wu called her in for a talk.

"Zhixia, Mr. Mao is inviting us to dinner at Harbour City tonight, and he specifically wants you to come."

Wen Zhixia felt a headache when she heard the name of Mao Feng. He was frightened to the point of being unable to straighten his back a few days ago by Fu Ruoshi, and today he wanted to treat her to a meal. His intentions were obvious.

"Zhixia, don't blame me for being too talkative," Director Wu hesitated. "There's been more and more rumors about you in the department lately, and I've heard a little bit. I'm not gossiping about you, but I want to know what your relationship is with the heir of the Fu family."

Thinking that the divorce was about twenty days away, Wen Zhixia didn't intend to reveal the truth and cause trouble. She just said, "He and I were high school classmates."

"Okay, if you don't want to talk about it, I won't ask any more questions." Director Wu sighed, "Just keep working hard."

As soon as she left the office, Wen Zhixia saw Mao Qianqian and Sun Minghao coming towards her.

As they passed each other, Mao Qianqian said sarcastically, "Why are you in such a hurry? Who are you dating tonight?"

"Follow your father." Wen Zhixia didn't even turn her head.

Seeing her walk away, Mao Qianqian put away her smile and said, "A virgin during the day, a slut at night."

"I heard that Mr. Fu's wife is pregnant." Sun Minghao discussed with her, "Have you read the gossip? Some people say that the owner of Qianhui Gallery is Fu Ruoshi's wife and has given birth to a son for him."

"I heard about that too," Mao Qianqian said with a gloomy face, "Let's see how long she can be so proud."

In fact, the rumors about Xu Hui being the young lady of the Fu family and her pregnancy and childbirth were all spread by Xu Hui herself.

Recently, she was caught off guard by the endless negative news. Her account was banned, key staff of her studio resigned, and she was collectively blocked by the students who had previously worked as her ghostwriters. Not only does she have few people she can use now, but the matter has also reached her parents.

Xu's father gave her an ultimatum, asking her to resolve the matter within a week, otherwise he would freeze all her accounts.

She still doesn't know who leaked these negative news. She thought it was some of her colleagues who had suppressed her in the early years when she first started to join the internet celebrity circle. Now this group of people have joined forces to attack her hard.

Xu Hui was unwilling to let her glamorous career as an internet celebrity end here, so she hired some online trolls to claim that she was the young lady of the Fu family, hoping to drag the Fu family into the scandal and let them use their resources to calm public opinion.

Then she went to find Song Ailing with an aggrieved look on her face like a victim.

Song Ailing had just returned from a business trip in Hong Kong and didn't know much about public opinion. When she heard Xu Hui crying, she felt so distressed that she quickly invited her home.

"Ah, Auntie, I don't know who I have offended."

In the living room, Xu Hui was crying like a tearful person.

She added, "Isn't it normal for an artist to hire ghostwriters? I was the one who finalized those paintings. I have so many orders. If I had to paint them all by myself, wouldn't I be completely blind?"

After saying that, she curled up in Song Ailing's arms and cried softly.

Song Ailing hugged her shoulders distressedly, "This internet celebrity world is so chaotic. I don't understand what you young people are doing. How about you go abroad to avoid the limelight recently? I can use my connections to help you delete the post?"

"Auntie, I don't need your help. It's too much trouble for you." Xu Hui wiped her tears. "I came here just to tell you not to pay attention to those posts online. Don't let them affect your mood. I saw someone said..."

Song Ailing raised her eyebrows and asked, "What?"

"Speak..." Xu Hui bit her lip. "Forget it, I won't say it. You'll definitely be angry if you hear it. Don't worry, I can handle it on my own."

Song Ailing patted her worriedly, "Baby, you are so sensible. You said, auntie is not angry, auntie will support you."

Xu Hui bit her lip and said cautiously, "They say that I am Ruoshi's mistress, and Zhixia is his legal wife, and she also gave birth to a son for him."

"How ridiculous!!!" Song Ailing was furious. "There's such a rumor? Isn't this just a distortion of right and wrong?"