Wen Yiran's face was swollen. Injuries shrouded her body from her father's beating.
She knelt on the ground, completely dumbfounded.
She knew it was all because of Shi Qian, but she still didn't know who she had offended.
She only knew her family's career would be over.
Jiang Ci sat lazily on the sofa in the living room, like an emperor who had the power to decide life and death.
He immediately ordered people to investigate when he saw the black propaganda posts in the morning.
He quickly found it was Wen Yiran and sent men to barge into the Wen family.
He even brought a group to witness the Wen family's despaired looks.
At this moment, a man walked up to him and nodded. "Second young master, someone has deleted all the posts and news about Miss Shi on the internet. But... Our people didn't do it."
"I know," Jiang Ci replied lazily.
He almost finished watching the sad drama. He stood up, turned around, and walked out.
