Ruan Qi knitted her brows, "What did you say? She has retired?"
"Exactly. Many people are pointing fingers at her; the cursing is quite nasty. That Cotton Candy has apologized over and over, but it's no use." Manager Tang shrugged, "That's the internet for you. Behind a screen, everyone becomes a champion hater."
Ruan Qi's complexion darkened a bit.
Ignoring Shen Wenqian's advice, she opened Weibo.
A flood of information streamed into the backend; the young lady didn't look at a single message, typing in the three characters for 'Xiao Qingqing'.
No such person.
The account was canceled.
Ruan Qi sighed, "Uncle Hema."
"Got it." He Ma responded, pulling out his laptop from his bag, connecting to the satellite network, and began tapping on the keyboard.
Curious, Manager Tang asked, "What are you doing?"
He Ma: "Looking for someone."
Looking for someone?
