Why didn't you tell me earlier that my little sister is still waiting for me?

Zeng Xiaoxian spotted Lin Bufan and Peng Jiahe from a distance, and immediately ran over: "Bufan! Long time no see!" Then, Zeng Xiaoxian turned his gaze to Peng Jiahe: "Isn't this Sister Jiahe? Do you remember me?"

Peng Jiahe tilted his head and looked at Zeng Xiaoxian, bewildered: "You are..."

Zeng Xiaoxian immediately straightened his chest and said, "I'm Brother Xian, the one who gave you a Lamborghini on your birthday last time!"

Peng Jiahe frowned and began to recall. She remembered that the Lamborghini was given by Qu Xiaoxiao. Zeng Xiaoxian quickly added, "A Lamborghini sports car model, 1:18 scale, with remote control, the kind that disappears with a whoosh!"

"Oh~" Peng Jiahe suddenly showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.

Just as Zeng Xiaoxian was expectantly about to hear Peng Jiahe call him "Brother Xian," Peng Jiahe suddenly blinked his big eyes and said, "I don't remember."

Zeng Xiaoxian was struck by lightning and became petrified instantly. He pointed at Peng Jiahe with trembling fingers and said in a fake voice: "You...you...you are too much!" After that, Zeng Xiaoxian covered his face and ran away!

Looking at Zeng Xiaoxian's back, Peng Jiahe was stunned: "Brother...what's going on?!"

Lin Bufan stroked his chin and thought for a long time, then said, "Maybe he's been playing mentally ill characters too much recently and he's been too immersed in the role!"

Just as the two of them were staring at Zeng Xiaoxian's back, Duan Jiabao hurried over: "Prince, you finally..."

Duan Jiabao suddenly noticed Peng Jiahe standing beside Lin Bufan, and stopped in his tracks as if he had seen a ghost. "Liang Shuang?! Why are you here?"

Peng Jiahe looked puzzled: "Who is Liang Shuang? My name is Peng Jiahe!"

Duan Jiabao was stunned and looked at Peng Jiahe carefully. Only then did he realize that although the two looked almost exactly the same, Peng Jiahe seemed to be slightly younger.

Duan Jiabao scratched his head awkwardly: "I'm sorry, I think I recognized the wrong person."

Peng Jiahe didn't care too much about this, he just thought that Duan Jiabao had recognized the wrong person. But Lin Bufan was different, he immediately realized that something was wrong!

"Dabao, who is Liang Shuang? Does she look like Jiahe?"

Duan Jiabao quickly took out his cell phone and swiped the screen quickly with his fingers: "Liang Shuang is my college roommate, look--" Duan Jiabao clicked on Liang Shuang's circle of friends, and then handed the phone to Lin Bufan and Peng Jiahe.

The girl in the photo, wearing a stylish white dress, stood by the sea, looking back and smiling. The sun shone on her hair, and her whole body seemed to be glowing. Her eyebrows, her smile, were exactly like Peng Jiahe's.

"Oh my god!" Peng Jiahe snatched the phone away, his eyes widening as he flipped through the pages. "Who is this? How dare they steal my photos and post them on WeChat Moments?"

But soon, Peng Jiahe realized: "That's not right, I didn't take these photos..."

After a pause, Peng Jiahe exclaimed again, "Oh! I see! This was created using AI face-changing technology, right? There are so many scammers like this online now!"

Duan Jiabao shook his head and explained seriously, "No, Liang Shuang is my roommate. She looks like this in real life, so I mistook her for someone just now!"

"This... How is this possible..." Peng Jiahe's voice trembled a little, and he looked at Lin Bufan for help: "Brother, could it be that my father had an affair outside when he was alive?"

Lin Bufan didn't answer in a hurry. Instead, after a careful analysis, he said, "It may not be your father, it could also be your mother!"

Peng Jiahe: ...

"I'm so anxious, and you still have the mind to make jokes! Can't twins look so similar? How can this be an affair?" As he said that, Peng Jiahe raised his hand and hit Lin Bufan!

Lin Bufan dodged nimbly and spread his hands innocently: "It was you who joked about your dad having an affair first, okay?"

……

When Peng Jiahe was tired of chasing and the two of them stopped, Lin Bufan realized that Duan Jiabao seemed to have something to say and looked hesitant!

"Dabao, although I said it last time, I still want to say it again!" Lin Bufan straightened his expression and said seriously: "You are really not my type, you'd better give up as soon as possible!"

Duan Jiabao quickly defended himself, "Prince, you misunderstood. I don't like you. How could I possibly like you? Don't talk nonsense!"

"Then why do you look so constipated? If you have something to say, just tell me!"

"Prince, I do have something I want to ask you for help with. It's about my friend Shi Tou..." Duan Jiabao sighed and began to tell the whole story!

The matter is actually quite simple. Duan Jiabao's other roommate, Luo Yan, also known as Shi Tou, was harassed on the bus. She immediately resisted, but the pervert denied it.

Coincidentally, their other roommate, Liang Shuang, was filming a beauty video on the bus at the time. She recorded the entire incident and even stood up to help Luo Yan identify the pervert!

Later, the pervert was caught, but Liang Shuang felt that the punishment was too light, so he posted the video he took online, exposing the pervert in the hope that he would be punished!

However, things turned out to be beyond Duan Jiabao's expectations. The video did go viral, but the person who received the most criticism wasn't the pervert, but Luo Yan. Even her real information was exposed.

Because at the end of the video, Luo Yan said "Stop filming" and even pushed Liang Shuang. Netizens felt that Luo Yan was repaying kindness with enmity, a modern version of the farmer and the snake!

In order to help their good friend Luo Yan clear her name, Duan Jiabao and Jiang Xiaoguo refuted rumors online, saying that Luo Yan pushed Liang Shuang because the pervert pounced on her and she was saving her.

However, no one was willing to listen to their explanation. Even after they obtained the complete video of the bus incident and confirmed what they said, no one paid attention.

After listening to Duan Jiabao, Lin Bufan did not rush to express his opinion. Instead, he asked, "Then what do you want me to do, Dabao?"

Duan Jiabao looked at Lin Bufan expectantly. "Prince, could you please post a Weibo or video to help Shitou clarify the matter? Just tell the truth clearly!"

Before Lin Bufan could reply, Peng Jiahe couldn't help but interrupt, "Wait, wasn't this Liang Shuang who caused this? She was the one who posted the video, so why not just let her come out and clarify it herself?"

Duan Jiabao got angry the moment he heard Liang Shuang's name, his face flushed red. "Don't mention her! Xiaoguo and I begged her many times to delete the video, but she refused to do so! She said we supported her in posting it in the first place, and even if she deleted it now, it wouldn't be of much use. She also said she just started as a beauty blogger and needs traffic..."

After listening to Duan Jiabao's accusation, Peng Jiahe not only did not agree with Duan Jiabao, but instead clapped his hands excitedly and said, "Well done! You are worthy of looking like me and you didn't embarrass me!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Peng Jiahe suddenly realized that the atmosphere was not right. Lin Bufan and Duan Jiabao looked at her in unison, their eyes strange.

"Uh... I mean..." Peng Jiahe immediately changed her tone, her face stern, and she waved her fist in indignation: "Liang Shuang is so mean! He did such a wicked thing in front of me! Isn't this ruining my reputation?"

Then, Peng Jiahe turned to Duan Jiabao, her face full of righteousness. "Don't worry, Sister Dabao, I'll take care of this matter! I have to make that faker delete the video and apologize. If she dares to say no, I'll beat her up!"

Duan Jiabao quickly waved his hands: "No, no, no! Jiahe, don't be impulsive! Liang Shuang actually has good intentions, and this matter can't be blamed entirely on her. Let's not fight, as long as she deletes the video..."

"Huh?" Peng Jiahe's eyes widened. She grabbed Duan Jiabao's arm and shook it. "Sister Dabao, are you stupid? How can you tolerate this? It's because there are too many good people like you that we encourage the bad guys!"

Lin Bufan reached out and pushed Peng Jiahe, who was stirring up trouble, aside. Then, turning to Duan Jiabao, he said, "Dabao, netizens don't really care about the ordinary truth. They prefer the melodramatic drama of a harassed girl repaying kindness with vengeance to the positive energy of two girls bravely catching a pervert."

Peng Jiahe interrupted again, "Just like that news story last time! The delivery guy saved someone but was framed, and the whole internet was cursing that woman. But in the end, it turned out to be a misunderstanding, and no one paid any attention!"

"That's right." Lin Bufan nodded, confirming Peng Jiahe's statement: "The story of the farmer and the snake is always more contagious than good deeds. Liang Shuang is right. Now that the video has spread, even if she deleted it, it won't be of much use, because most people who need to see it have already seen it, and the impact has already been made."

Duan Jiabao looked embarrassed. "I feel like deleting the video is pointless now, so I wanted to ask you, Prince, to help clarify the matter! Prince, you have so many fans and such a huge influence, you can definitely help Shitou change public opinion!"

"Tsk~" Peng Jiahe rolled her eyes and pulled Duan Jiabao aside. "Sister Dabao, you're overthinking it! It's all hyped up online now, so what's the point of my brother posting something? Those keyboard warriors don't care about the truth! They just want things to get as chaotic as possible!" Peng Jiahe put her hands on her hips, looking very conscientious. "Who knows, someone might even accuse my brother of riding on the hype and turning the tables on me!"

"Jiahe!" Lin Bufan pushed Peng Jiahe behind him. He straightened his back, the sunlight forming a holy halo behind him. "You're wrong! I'm standing on the side of justice, upholding justice. So what if I get hurt? I've been walking the martial arts world for so many years, and when have I ever been afraid of such things?"

As he spoke, Lin Bufan tossed his hair in a dashing manner, revealing a dazzlingly confident smile: "Besides, with my looks, my temperament, and my influence—" Lin Bufan pointed into the distance, as if pointing out the world: "As long as I raise my arm and call for action, there will surely be a swarm of followers! Keyboard warriors? Ha, in the light of my justice, they won't even be able to hold their keyboards!"

"Brother... did you drink fake wine last night?" Peng Jiahe covered his eyes with his hands, otherwise he would definitely be hurt by the light emitted by Lin Bufan.

Of course, it could also be that they feel it’s too much to bear to watch!

Lin Bufan put his arm around Peng Jiahe's shoulders and showed a mysterious smile: "Little girl, it seems that you know nothing about my strength." Then he took out his mobile phone, opened the Douyin interface, and waved it in front of Peng Jiahe!

Peng Jiahe squinted her eyes and took a closer look, then suddenly gasped: "Eighty-three million followers?! Wait..." Peng Jiahe seemed to have discovered something and snatched Lin Bufan's phone away: "You have so many followers, why are there so few likes, reposts, and comments?"

Lin Bufan snatched the phone back and said angrily, "You know shit! My fans are quite reserved. They just like quietness!"

Peng Jiahe touched his chin and looked Lin Bufan up and down with suspicion: "Brother, tell me the truth—" Peng Jiahe suddenly stood on tiptoe and grabbed Lin Bufan's collar: "Are these 83 million fans the zombie fans that Sister Lucy gave you?"

"Let go, let go!" Lin Bufan slapped Peng Jiahe's claws away and straightened his collar: "What do you know! This is called a high-quality fan group!"

"High quality?" Peng Jiahe sneered, pulling out her phone and scrolling to Sang Biao's homepage. "Look at Uncle Biao! He's got 20 million followers, and every video gets over a million likes. The comment section is as busy as a vegetable market!" She poked the screen with her finger, making a clattering sound. "And look at you—your latest post only got 80,000 likes three days ago, and the most commented-on topic is about someone selling tea on a property..."

"Wait!" Lin Bufan glared and grabbed Peng Jiahe's wrist: "What did you call Sang Biao just now? Uncle Biao?!"

Peng Jiahe's eyes immediately became vague, and he tried to pull his wrist back: "Brother, you heard it wrong..."

"My ears are fine! You call that bastard Uncle Biao?" Lin Bufan pinched Peng Jiahe's face and pulled it apart. "Tell me clearly, when did you recognize this relative?"

Peng Jiahe stamped his feet in pain, then suddenly rolled his eyes and bit back, "Brother, don't change the subject! We're talking about your zombie followers now!" Peng Jiahe broke free from Lin Bufan's clutches, holding up his phone and righteously saying, "The public has sharp eyes!"

Lin Bufan immediately put Peng Jiahe's head under his armpits with a chokehold: "Stop talking nonsense, tell the truth, and I may spare your life!"

Peng Jiahe had nowhere to hide from Lin Bufan's questioning, so she could only say cautiously, "Sang Biao promised to give me 5 million pocket money every month..."

"Five million?!" Lin Bufan's voice suddenly rose. "You sold me out for such a small sum, little girl? You call that bastard uncle and me brother? So I'm a generation lower than that bastard, right?"

Peng Jiahe said with a wry smile, "Let's just talk about our own things... Uncle Biao gives money and you give love, family affection and money are both good!"

"Let's talk about our own things?" Lin Bufan was so angry that he laughed: "Do you know that because of your move, I, your brother, will definitely be laughed at by that bastard Sang Biao for a long time!"

Peng Jiahe rolled her eyes as she was strangled, slapping Lin Bufan's arms with both hands: "Help! You are murdering my own sister!"

Duan Jiabao was extremely anxious watching from the side, and quickly stepped forward to grab Lin Bufan's arm: "Prince, calm down! Jiahe is still young and doesn't understand..."