Hearing Sister Zhou's words, the young boys and girls exploded once again.
"Old lady, we've already said—we're not paid actors, and you dare to still call us that? I'm not going to let this go," one said.
"Old lady, Shen Ying'er having an assistant like you is a total disgrace to her," another chimed in.
"Old lady, I was thinking of continuing to support your Miss after becoming a fan, but seeing how you behave, I've decided to turn from fan to hater of Shen Ying'er," a third one declared.
"Yeah, me too," someone agreed. "Shen Ying'er isn't worth our support with an assistant like you."
"And it's not just us," someone vowed. "We'll tell everyone else who supports Shen Ying'er to turn their fan love to hate as well."
...
Sister Zhou ignored these people and instead stared at Zhao Yuxin, who was so angry she couldn't find the words to speak, and sneered, "What's the matter, rendered speechless by what I said?"
