Qin Shi's Weibo posts were filled with desolation, every word and phrase brimmed with deep longing.
Shen Xian could tell that she was missing Bai Zhan.
She didn't post much content, but what she did share was all in the same tone: gloomy, yearning, sad. Clearly, this was her pitiful little corner, a space she reserved for herself to harbor her longing and to voice her heart.
She only had a few hundred followers, and there were not many comments initially, but after her Weibo information had been leaked, the number of comments began to increase incessantly.
The malice and insults in those words were left mercilessly on Qin Shi's carefully crafted sanctuary, which was filled with her memories of Bai Zhan...
"Yo, staying up late not sleeping thinking about your boss, huh?"
"I must admit you're pretty, sister, but playing the mistress isn't something to be proud of."
"Wearing such expensive clothes, did Boss Gu buy them for you? Little Mistress."
