Chapter 51

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The moment the fan club posted that Weibo, it sent shockwaves through all of Ying Luwei’s fans.

The photo was crystal clear, and after verification, it wasn’t Photoshopped.

The fans went crazy.

[@Ying CorporationV, are you there? Look at the person your good deeds took in. How could she be so wicked?]

[@Ying CorporationV, don’t play dead. Hurry up and give Luwei an explanation. So our real princess has to suffer this injustice, huh?]

[I can’t hold back anymore. I just want to know how much Luwei has suffered this past year. I’m the first to burst into tears!!!]

Because Ying Luwei had cultivated a tranquil and peaceful public persona, she built up a fanbase with impressive combat ability.

It only took a few minutes for the fans to push the post to the top of the trending searches.

Once it hit the trending list and traffic increased, some passersby clicked in, utterly confused.

[This… I gotta be honest, I can’t really see anything. Are the fans being too emotional?]

[Crying your eyes out? That’s some active tear ducts. Crying over a pianist who hasn’t even won an international award – did you cry when your parents were wronged? Can’t tell kin from strangers, brain-dead kid.]

[That’s what Ying Luwei’s fans are like, they have a stronger imagination than dogs.]

[My focus might be a bit off, but is the beauty of this foster daughter even real? She’s too stunning.]

While Weibo was in an uproar, Ying Luwei was still recuperating in the capital.

She casually checked Weibo and finally felt a bit of relief in her heart.

She didn’t know why she was having an allergic reaction all over her body and why it still hadn’t been cured even after coming to the capital.

So, if she was unhappy, someone else had to be unlucky.

“Miss Luwei, don’t worry. All the surrounding surveillance has been wiped clean. There’s no chance of recovery,” said a foreign man, brimming with confidence. “Now that the job’s done, I’ll be on my way.”

“I really appreciate it, Mr. Allen,” Ying Luwei rose gracefully. “Let me walk you out.”

The foreign man left quickly.

Her agent frowned, “Luwei, there’s really no need to take such a risk. There’s plenty of time to make sure your fake niece can’t turn things around.”

A photoshopped image, what if it’s exposed?

Ying Luwei wasn’t concerned, with a contemptuous tone, “She doesn’t have the capabilities. Public opinion alone can destroy her.”

If it wasn’t for Ying Feifei having a grudge against Ying Zijin, could her plan have succeeded?

It was also the trouble Ying Zijin brought upon herself every day, nothing to do with her.

The agent fretted, “What if another recording leaks out?”

“Impossible,” laughed Ying Luwei. “The last time was probably because Fu Yunshen helped her get it. There were indeed security cameras at the party place; it was my oversight.”

She ran her fingers through her hair, full of charm, “But this time is different. The surveillance on four streets has been completely erased. Can Fu Yunshen find someone more capable than Mr. Allen? He’s one of the chief hackers of the Anonymous Hackers Alliance.”

The Anonymous Hackers Alliance, the world’s top-ranked hacker organization.

She too had pulled some strings and spent a fortune.

The agent pondered, “Alright, I’ll help you. But if this backfires, the backlash will be severe.”

Although Ying Luwei wasn’t exactly entertainment circle material, she enjoyed the pursuit of her fans very much and had nourished hundreds of marketing accounts.

With the agent’s encouragement, these marketing accounts moved in unison.

#A wealthy family’s shocking melodrama, niece seduces uncle?#

#It’s topsy-turvy! The Ying family’s foster daughter dares to bite the hand that feeds her!#

#My heart aches for Ying Luwei#

Weibo was filled with condemnation.

Not just Weibo, even Verdant Middle School’s school forum exploded.

[Damn, have you seen Weibo? It completely shattered my worldview.]

[She seems so low-key at school, but to think she could do something like this.]

[No wonder she was kicked out of the Elite Class.]

[It’s because our Daddy Ying disdains being in the Elite Class, get it? If anyone dares to say another word, Brother Ran will be knocking on your door tonight to smash your head in.]

[Sister Yu will bash your head with a spiked club.]

Wen Tinglan usually stayed offline and would’ve been unaware of this matter.

But the class group was also abuzz with gossip, and even Weibo screenshots were shared.

His expression changed as he walked to the kitchen, “Sis, have you seen Weibo? About that matter…”

Ying Zijin was juicing fruit and squinted her eyes upon hearing the words, “Hmm, okay, don’t worry, and don’t let Dad find out.”

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Wen Tinglan frowned, about to say something, when he heard the girl ask him again.

“Have you finished the homework I gave you?”

Wen Tinglan was startled, “Not yet.”

His sister had somehow managed to procure a stack of problems for him, the difficulty of which far surpassed the Elite Class of the third year of high school, though they weren’t hard for him.

Ying Zijin wiped her hands and spoke unhurriedly, “Then you’d better go back and do it right away. For every problem you get wrong, add ten more.”

“…”

The teenager looked like a rabbit with drooping ears as he trudged back to his room, sullen.

Ying Zijin slightly furrowed her brows.

The outside interference would indeed make Wen Tinglan’s emotions fluctuate even more violently, aggravating his condition.

Mental illness is not something that Ancient Medicine can resolve.

Perhaps, she really should look up some of her old acquaintances.

Ying Zijin also returned to her room.

She closed her eyes, and her Divine Calculation abilities engaged, allowing her to review all that had happened on that street, and she figured out how events had transpired.

Ying Luwei had someone follow Jiang Moyuan, took photos, then sent them to Ying Feifei, while conveniently erasing the surveillance footage.

Ying Zijin leaned back in her chair.

Tch, it was truly annoying.

Every day someone was disturbing her retired life; she wondered if she could ever really retire to garden and raise pigs.

However, Ying Luwei’s hostility towards her seemed to be quite substantial, which was somewhat strange.

Ying Zijin pondered.

Unfortunately, her abilities hadn’t fully recovered, and she couldn’t calculate events that were too far in the past.

Her fingers tapping lightly on the desk, she turned on the computer after a few seconds.

**

Meanwhile, on the other side of the ocean.

Continent O, in the eastern part.

A hacker choked on his instant noodles when his computer screen suddenly went black.

The only person in the world who dared to do this to him was one, and he unwisely pestered a second one a few days ago.

He typed out a message begrudgingly.

[Big sister, I’ve been keeping my nose clean lately, I swear I haven’t messed around.]

[It’s not about that, I need your help.]

[You just name it, big sister.]

[Restore the surveillance for the intersections at Zhongshan Street, Auspicious Street, Xiaozhai Road, and Textile Street in Shanghai City.]

[Why don’t you do it yourself, big sister?]

[I’m lazy.]

[…]

Seriously, hacking into his computer was way harder than restoring a bit of surveillance, wasn’t it?

[Fine fine fine, big sister, I’ll send the surveillance to your computer shortly, and I’ll take care of it right away.]

The screen finally went back to normal.

The hacker, on the verge of tears, started coding resentfully.

To think that the boss of the Anonymous Hackers Alliance was utterly at the mercy of a young girl.

How embarrassing.

**

The commotion on Weibo grew larger, attracting numerous big-name accounts.

Fans continued to voice their outrage.

[Why haven’t Ying Corporation come forward? Are they playing dead?]

[If Ying Corporation doesn’t handle this properly, starting today, I will boycott all products from your company.]

[Are the people at Ying Corporation blind?]

[They didn’t say anything last time, but now there are photos, undeniable proof; how can they possibly argue? Come out and explain!]