The first thing he saw was the group chat with the Xia Family's four brothers.
"Xia Wenyan: Brother-in-law, can you handle it? Can you calm Zhaozhao's emotions?"
"Xia Wenmo: Instead of asking brother-in-law, it would be better to use your connections to clean up the trash talk on the internet."
"Xia Wenqing: Right, also send me a copy of those trash-talkers' details while you're at it; I need to arrange the follow-up legal actions."
"Xia Wenyan: Big Brother, won't you take control? It's obviously the third brother who caused this trouble! Why is it suddenly my fault?"
"Xia Wenjue: Could it be possible that because you didn't manage things properly, it allowed this absurd exposé to find an opportunity?"
"Xia Wenyan: ... (Listen up, is this even something you can say?)"
Song Sinian looked at the screen as one message after another popped up, then glanced over at Lu Zhaozhao, who was lying on the sofa, and sighed helplessly—but still replied in the group chat.
