The CEO’s Villainess Childhood Friend

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The night is as quiet as flowing water. Xing Yichen stood in front of the window and watched as the moonlight washed over the neatly trimmed grass.

He didn’t understand what came over him, but he ended up rewatching the online video of Qiao Moyu leading the boy out of the sea of flames.

Xing Yichen even felt he was crazy for looking up Qiao Moyu’s Weibo and browsing through her comments section.

She had become a hot search topic this evening because of her rescue. The comments were filled with concerned words from her fans.

“Sister Moyu, are you hurt? How’re you feeling? I’m so sad!”

“Moyu, in the past, I always thought you had nothing else but your beauty, but now I feel that I was too narrow-minded! There were so many people at the scene, but only you were courageous enough to jump into the sea of flames to save someone’s life! I really admire you! What a person does in a life and death situation will reflect their true nature. Even if your acting isn’t the best, I believe you will become more and more outstanding! I think highly of you!”

“Sister Moyu, I was just a passerby before, but now I’m going to be your fan!”

“Goddess, from the moment you split the wooden board with your bare hands, I was really surprised. And now I’m even more surprised that you can also jump into a sea of flames to save someone.”

“Sister Moyu, are you hurt? Does it hurt anywhere? TT^TT Wu wu, can you take a photo so we can see if you’re doing ok?”

……

Perhaps she saw the comments from the fans below, so Qiao Moyu posted a selfie.

She most likely washed her face after stepping out of the bath, since she still wore the hairband that pulled her fringe back, revealing her delicate and refined small face.

She lifted her right hand and made a heart gesture. One can see the blisters on her white wrist.

Qiao Moyu replied in a video: “Thanks for your concern my fans, I’m alright now. It’s just part of being a martial artist so I got myself a few blisters. I’m doing well now!”

As soon as this was posted on Weibo, the fans began to passionately post replied. As he was browsing, Xing Yichen noticed a comment that questioned the legitimacy of Qiao Moyu’s rescue, implying that she did it to gain fame and fortune. It read: “Qiao Moyu, why exactly did you save that kid? Isn’t it suspicious that it was even filmed in HD? You see, your fans even increased by more than 1 million in just one video, isn’t that really surprising?”

At first, no one noticed this comment, but after a while, someone jumped into the comment section and retorted back: “Hehe, your heart is so dark. Someone was brave enough to do something good, and yet you paint it black and say she did it on purpose. I hope you fall into a sea of fire where no one can save you!”

Very soon, many people joined in to argue, but for some reason, the number of people who questioned Qiao Moyu’s actions suddenly appeared at once, like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

Several people appeared out of nowhere to spread doubts about Qiao Moyu’s purpose, saying that she relied on backhand dealings to obtain fame. Otherwise, how could she know that a fire would start in that location? Could it have something to do with her? In short, anything coincidental was focused upon and questioned.

Xing Yichen frowned. He understood that someone must have hired a black powder army to stain Qiao Moyu’s name on purpose, making a lie out of truth. Although such claims couldn’t be supported by logic, people are scary creatures. If they gossiped too much, they could easily turn around the situation.

As there weren’t many fans in Qiao Moyu’s group, the cursing comments actually surpassed the ones that defended her name. The anti-fan army even scolded her loyal fans, saying they were brainless and were brainwashed by Qiao Moyu herself.

He wasn’t sure if it was because he was saved in the past, but Xing Yichen felt that such sincerity and courage shouldn’t be misunderstood. He thought for a moment, then picked up his phone, intending to contact his special assistant to hire a group of ‘fans’ who can comment and reverse the public opinion.