Upon returning to her dorm, Yu Jingrong prepared to call Li Chengyun. As it happened, Li Chengyun called at that very moment. As soon as she answered the phone, Yu Jingrong felt wronged, her voice choking as she said, "Li Chengyun, have you seen the news online?"
On the other end of the line, Li Chengyun's face was also stern, and his voice was cold as ice: "You don't need to worry about it, I'll handle it."
Yu Jingrong's eyes reddened even more. Her soft voice gently said, "Once you find out who it is, make sure to tell me. I want to deal with this together with you, otherwise the insults I've suffered would be in vain."
"Do you have class in the afternoon?" Li Chengyun asked.
"Yes, but I don't want to attend," Yu Jingrong replied, her mood sour.
She kept telling herself not to care about the online abuse, not to care about those people... who were they anyway? She told herself not to wrangle with them.
But after seeing all the foul language, she was inevitably upset.
