Seeing the situation spiraling out of control and Musheng's attitude unclear, the barrage of abuse on Weibo seemed to overwhelm them. Even after Musheng arrived at the company, Meng Zhao couldn't help but suggest to her, "Should we just announce He Mengsha's invitation?"
To be honest, watching Musheng up until now, these past few months, she hadn't faced much adversity. Seeing her suddenly bullied like this hurt Meng Zhao's heart, after all, Musheng was only eighteen. Meng Zhao was truly afraid she couldn't handle it.
"Announce it? Why? There are still a few days left. If they want to abuse, let them."
It was just like the incident with her father before—the harsher the criticism, the more painful the slap in the face.
She wasn't concerned about what these people said. If she could be swayed by just anyone's words, could she still be the Musheng she was now?
Sun Che made a phone call, telling Meng Zhao to bring the person to the conference room.
