The sky outside had already darkened, and the children in the orphanage were frolicking and playing in the courtyard.
Wen Meimei had sneaked back, for she didn't want to encounter mama, unsure of how to tell her that Luo Liu was already dead.
Sneaking in and out, no one noticed her presence.
Leaving the orphanage, Wen Meimei took a bus back to school.
The dormitory was still empty, with only her there.
Turning on the computer, she logged into Weibo and browsed around.
Good, there was nothing on Weibo about what happened today at the exhibition center, it was obviously suppressed by King of Hell Qiao.
To save the face of the young Qiao, he certainly had to do this.
Dammit.
Wen Meimei cursed without reason, forcefully struck the keyboard, and posted a Weibo—"I can't keep on like this."
A simple sentence sent out, and immediately she received attacks from trolls.
[Right, you're so cheap, if you keep getting cheaper, what will become of you in the future?]
