Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

“Rumor mongers, she’s a good girl, you motherless brats. Please respect women, thank you!”

“If she’s really innocent, then let her come out and clarify it. She hasn’t shown up yet. Who knows if she’s guilt. Besides, I really don’t like this high-profile flaunting of wealth. I really don’t understand. Are those who think she’s a goddess blind? Don’t insult the word ‘goddess’. Thank you!”

“I insist on calling her that. What are you going to do about it? Goddess, goddess, goddess! I love her beauty, her violence, and her cuteness! Even if she creates hype, even if she flaunts her wealth, it’s none of your business!”

“Here come the sour people again. Do rich people have to eat the same as you three times a day? If they don’t, are they flaunting their wealth? I used to think it made sense, but now I just think it’s funny. Some people are born on the starting line. There’s no point feeling envious about this. When you go on a trip and post photos of a feast, it’s called sharing life. But when a rich person goes on a trip and posts photos of the same thing, it’s called showing off their wealth. I don’t know if other people show off their wealth, but I know that you are really a double standard dog.”

…

The netizens all had different opinions, but they were enjoying the show.

However, very quickly, just as they were getting more and more excited, the trending searches were instantly taken down. All the major marketing accounts were banned, and all Weibo posts were deleted. Even the term ‘Song Yaoyao’ came up with no results.

The netizens were shocked.

All the major discussion forums and experts at analysis reappeared and began to analyze Song Yaoyao’s identity and background.

The more mysterious she was, the more unpredictable she was, and the more addictive she was.

Tang Xinrou laughed out loud and handed her phone to Song Yaoyao. But she was completely confused as she asked blankly, “Who’s YYS?”

That’s right! When the netizens realized that neither the search for ‘Song Yaoyao’ nor ‘SYY’ came up with any results, the omnipotent netizens, of course, didn’t give up so easily.

And so, Song Yaoyao’s new nickname was born.

“Hahahahaha!”

Tang Xinrou laughed so hard that tears were about to come out. When she saw Song Yaoyao’s dumbfounded and innocent look, she was overjoyed.

“Sister, it’s you! Read it backwards!”

Song Yaoyao was confused but obediently did as she was told.

“YYS, SYY… Song Yaoyao? This name, is it me?”

Xu Yue held back her laughter. “Do you want to take a look? As expected, experts are among the common folk. Not letting them write novels would be a waste of their talents. It’s amazing.”

There were even people who used the name YYS to write an article about Song Yaoyao’s love-hate relationship with a domineering CEO.

Song Yaoyao was speechless. “These people… are really toxic…”

She rolled her eyes and refused to read something that would lower her IQ.

But if she didn’t read it, she wouldn’t be able to resist the two people beside her telling her about it.

Inevitably, Song Yaoyao still learned of a few things. Such as…

“Gege!”

Song Yaoyao ran back to her room, where the man was flipping through documents. Her eyes sparkled as she showed Huo Yunque her phone. “Gege, everyone’s saying that I’m being ‘kept’ by you!”

“Huh?”

Huo Yunque pinched the space between his brows as his gaze swept across the screen of the phone. He pulled her into his embrace and rested his chin on the top of her head. “Yes, I’ve been keeping you alive.”

“Pfff…”

Song Yao smiled, revealing her pearly white teeth. Her eyes were curved like crescent moons, charming and alluring.

“But they’re wrong, Gege. You’re not an old man. You’re obviously very handsome!”

“Old man?”

The man, who was as calm as an old monk, slowly raised his eyelids and frowned.. “Am I really old?”