Seeing Yun Ya's face a bit pale, Yanyan asked with concern, "Miss, what's wrong?"
"You always just look at the few words on the internet, chasing shadows, believing every rumor, never really trying to think with your heart..." Yun Ya sighed.
Like her, she was the best example.
In the eyes of others, she was the embodiment of kindness and beauty. These two words, when placed on her, always made her skin crawl whenever she thought about them.
This was the power of the internet, whether it's good or bad, it spreads in an instant.
"Life is already exhausting as it is, who has the extra energy to think? Besides, I'm not as clever as you, Miss. Gossip is, after all, a mix of truth and fiction; we just take it as stories," Yanyan said.
