"Do you want to stay with Great Grandma?"
Little Pudding, sitting in the car, looked left at his uncle and then right at his aunt.
Xiao Yebai suddenly felt that this child, just like himself and his wife, shared the same dislike for certain things.
"You don’t like staying here?"
Hearing his uncle’s question, Little Pudding became a bit nervous, then nodded his small head.
Yebai did not criticize Little Pudding for not liking Great Grandma. It’s always important to remember, what responsibilities can a child of this age have? The responsibility surely lies with the adults, not the child.
Seeing her husband gently patting the child’s head, Gu Nuan couldn’t help thinking, this little buddy really understands little buddies.
Despite Yebai looking frivolous, he was profoundly sensible; otherwise, he wouldn’t have always been able to strip people bare with his sharp tongue.
After coming out, and with Zhong Qiaohui sending a message insisting that Gu Nuan should absolutely not return, going back to the office was now out of the question.
Clearly, explosive news had broken out inside the company. Following this, paparazzi, upon catching wind of the scandal, swarmed around Changda’s headquarters, all poised to pounce like tigers.
Gu Nuan could guess seven or eight out of ten possible headlines the reporters might have prepped.
The more pleasant versions referred to it as "A Beautiful Cinderella Fairy Tale."
The unpleasant ones termed it "Seeing How the Vixen Climbed Her Way Up."
Public opinion was always split into two camps, but they certainly wouldn’t spare the people involved. After all, with so much idle time, people needed some gossip to spice up their lives, otherwise, they wouldn’t be able to manage their anxiety about life’s inequities.
As onlookers, people could afford to be unconcerned, nonchalantly criticizing everything because it didn’t concern them personally.
If one were to take every word of these people to heart, without a doubt, it would be akin to asking for trouble!
While they commented on the people involved, how could they consider the feelings of those involved? They felt a release of joy from venting, which was most important to them. So, taking such heartless remarks seriously would only be self-abuse.
What Zhong Qiaohui was worried about wasn’t that Gu Nuan would be affected by the storm of public opinion, but rather, that she feared Gu Nuan would be attacked by Xiao Yebai’s crazed fans.
The scariest aspect of fans wasn’t just their words. Though Gu Nuan could ignore them, she still had to face people like Qin Sinan who irrationally showed up on her doorstep.
Online, Xiao Yebai’s Weibo account had exploded.
It should be said that Gu Jinrong was prescient, deleting her Weibo account on the very day her husband thought of pulling her into his social media circle.
Except for a professional MSN account and a WeChat account that was private and not open to the public, Gu Jinrong had no other Weibo accounts. Online, those crazy fans couldn’t find a place to vent their feelings toward Gu Jinrong. As a result, Xiao Yebai’s Weibo became an even wilder battleground. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novelFɪre.net
Those people used their tongues, akin to weapons or sharp swords, swarming as if they were an invincible army, launching waves of attacks at the heights of Xiao Yebai’s Weibo.
The spectacle unfolding there could truly be described as unparalleled, drawing the attention of netizens across the entire network.
Zhong Qiaohui clicked her tongue and said to Sister Gu, "Each one of them is crying more dramatically than Yang Zhilin, all thinking they are the rightful mistress. Imagine how Yang Zhilin must feel?"
Gu Nuan almost burst out laughing.
Indeed, that was the case.
Under Xiao Yebai’s Weibo, a large group of sobbing girls, lamenting about how their beloved could actually get married, had been aptly named by netizens as "The Xiaobai Cabbage girls."