529: The Little Meatball Counterattacks

The Little Meatball Counterattacks

Xiao Yaojing was speechless.1

So, a brother was really used as a scapegoat.

If you put it that way, then PA Wen was really very pitiful.

After she had finished speaking, Wen Shan looked at Xiao Yaojing who had not said a word. She curiously asked, "Sister Jing, so what were you going to say earlier?"

Xiao Yaojing smiled as she looked at Wen Shan and quietly turned around before saying, "It is nothing. I was just saying it casually. When I think of what I want, I will let you know then."

Wen Shan became even more curious and she stood up and followed after Xiao Yaojing who was walking away. "Sister Jing, if you act like this, I will be more curious."

"Curious? I am more curious about who your brother is dating now," Xiao Yaojing said as she looked at Wen Shan who had followed her all the way to the bathroom. "Why don't you give him a call and ask him now?"

"I don't want to! It would be so embarrassing if I called them when they are in the middle of something," Wen Shan said playfully.

This sentence made Xiao Yaojing feel more annoyed and angrier than she already was, and she immediately shut the bathroom door behind her.

Wen Shan: "…"

So, what was wrong with Sister Jing?

It was already in the middle of the night and the rain was still pouring heavily.

Gu Juexi had not moved from his spot and PA Wen was already yawning in the car.

Ye Yuwei was still standing by the window and she was still looking down at the man who was standing in the rain. Three hours had passed a long time ago, but he was still standing there and he had not moved at all. Ye Yuwei did not go downstairs to ask him to leave or to do anything else.

Ye Xicheng was lying in bed, taking care of his sister, but he was unable to fall asleep.

Ye Xicheng suddenly thought of something and he slowly climbed down the bed. He slowly walked to the door and sneakily glanced at his mother who was still standing by the window. When he was certain that his mother would not come into the room, he carefully closed the door and turned on his mother's laptop. 

After turning on the laptop, Ye Xicheng quickly ran to the window and climbed up the window sill. He took out his cell phone and then took a picture of the person who was still standing under the rain. After taking the picture, he quickly logged into his Weibo account and uploaded the picture before he tagged Gu Enterprise's official account.

After all, he had no power or audience if he used his own account, but if he tagged Gu Enterprise's account, that would be a completely different story.

Who asked him to bully Mommy? He deserved it.

At this time, PA Wen who had fallen asleep woke up when he received a notification on his phone.

[Zhao Fei: Boss, news about the CEO is spreading like a wildfire on Weibo. Check it out.]

PA Wen was wide awake as soon as he received the message. He quickly logged into his account to check out the news.

The first news was a small account but that account had officially tagged Gu Enterprise's official account. It was perhaps because of his bravery in tagging Gu Enterprise's official account, many of the netizens started reposting the picture.

PA Wen cursed and then said, "Go and find out who that account named 'The old meatball deserved this' belongs to. I want an answer immediately." Everyone will not be able to sleep tonight as soon as PA Wen gave the order.

After he hung up the phone, PA Wen took a deep breath and then quickly opened the door. He got off the car, but he had not considered whether he should use an umbrella or not. After all, the CEO was already drenched.

PA Wen quickly walked towards Gu Juexi. "CEO, let's go home first. I don't think the young mistress is going to come down. The media had started to upload their stories, therefore, I am afraid that—"

"The media?" Gu Juexi said as he looked at PA Wen. "Would they dare to do it?"

PA Wen took a deep breath as he stared back at GU Juexi. They did not only started the news, but it had already spread like a wildfire.

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