Until the end of the live broadcast, the two hosts didn't reveal a single word.
It was precisely their mysterious behavior that sparked a lot of speculation among netizens.
Many netizens eager for juicy gossip began to dig into the matter.
After much scrutiny, it seemed that only Wen Yin fit their description.
A food and restaurant - exploring blogger with soaring popularity recently.
It seemed to be none other than Wen Yin.
Seeing that the public opinion had been maliciously steered in the direction she desired, Qi Siran couldn't help but curl her lips.
For some unknown reason, the investigation into Wen Yin's background hadn't been going smoothly.
Qi Siran had been in a foul mood lately. But seeing many netizens hurling insults at Wen Yin, her mood eased a bit.
Qi Siran thought maliciously and sickly in her heart.
Let it be like this.
People like Wen Yin should have just rotted in the mud.
Wen Zhi, standing beside, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw Qi Siran's smile.
She subconsciously touched the faint wound on her forehead -
This was the result of Qi Siran's outburst of anger a few days ago due to the unsmooth investigation.
Wen Zhi had used many methods to make the bruise on her forehead fade and become less noticeable.
Now she just hoped that this crazy woman would focus all her attention on Wen Yin.
In this way, she wouldn't be scolded or beaten.
"Siran... I'll go back first?"
Wen Zhi seized a moment when Qi Siran was in a good mood and interjected.
Qi Siran just gave her a sidelong glance and lazily uttered a single syllable "um" while sitting on the chair.
Wen Zhi was instantly overjoyed.
This crazy woman finally didn't want to torture her anymore!
"However..."
Qi Siran suddenly elongated her tone, making Wen Zhi feel a sense of unease.
"I still need you to continue investigating what I want to know."
Hearing this, cold sweat broke out on Wen Zhi's back again.
She bit her lip. "Siran, it's really impossible to find out about that..."
Before Wen Zhi could finish her sentence, she felt the air around her turn a few degrees colder.
She quickly changed her tune.
"Trust me, I'll do my best to find out everything!"
Qi Siran's expression changed from gloomy to sunny.
She slowly stood up from the chair.
Wen Zhi subconsciously trembled when she saw Qi Siran approaching -
This was a conditioned reflex caused by Qi Siran's beatings.
Qi Siran seemed to sense this too.
Her fair fingers gently tucked a loose strand of hair behind Wen Zhi's ear.
Qi Siran was like a venomous snake lurking in the dark, spitting out its forked tongue.
Feeling the slight tremor from Wen Zhi, Qi Siran was quite satisfied.
"Zhi Zhi, you know, right?"
Qi Siran spoke word by word. Her tone was gentle, but the words she said were cold and bone - chilling.
"I don't have much patience."
As the words fell, Qi Siran exerted a bit more force on her hand.
Wen Zhi only felt a sharp pain on her scalp.
But she didn't dare to scream out loud.
Fine beads of sweat had oozed out on Wen Zhi's forehead. She couldn't help but stammer.
"Yes... I know, Siran..."
After being treated like this by Qi Siran many times, Wen Zhi had already learned to be obedient.
At this moment, she naturally didn't dare to resist and just followed Qi Siran's words.
Qi Siran was very satisfied with this reaction and gradually let go of the hand that was tugging at her hair.
Qi Siran finally issued an ultimatum.
"I don't have much patience, Zhi Zhi."
Qi Siran repeated this sentence again.
Wen Zhi was shivering uncontrollably.
She was so scared of Qi Siran that she even wanted to kneel down in front of her.
"I know... I know, Siran."
Wen Zhi didn't know how she walked out of the Qi family's mansion. The only thing she could feel was the cold sweat all over her body.
Wen Zhi couldn't help but look back at Qi Siran's room.
That room was always in darkness.
Just like its owner.
Wen Zhi came to her senses later, and the fear in her heart disappeared.
Damn Qi Siran!
Why didn't she know before that this woman was such a bitch?
Wen Zhi cursed and hailed a taxi.
The scenes of Qi Siran threatening, scolding, and beating her using her fear uncontrollably flashed through her mind again.
Wen Zhi got into the taxi.
One day, she would make all those who had bullied her pay the price!
Wen Zhi's face was gloomy.
Although she didn't have as powerful a background as Qi Siran for now.
But Wen Zhi could wait.
The dim afterglow of the setting sun shone on Wen Zhi's face, making it look even more distorted.
Her once - bright deer - like eyes stared fixedly out of the car window without blinking.
They were filled with annoyance and hatred.
Early the next morning, after Wen Yin got up, Shao Yinan had already gone to the company as usual.
After the two simply exchanged messages, someone knocked on the door of Shao Yinan's office.
"Come in."
Shao Yinan's voice was extremely cold, with a hint of chill in it.
The secretary walked in respectfully. After he reported his work as usual, his look towards Shao Yinan showed a bit of hesitation.
Shao Yinan naturally noticed this subtle change.
He couldn't help but look up at the secretary who was still dawdling in front of him.
He said coldly.
"Anything else?"
These three short words contained all the pressure.
The air pressure in the room also dropped.
The secretary swallowed hard and finally tremblingly handed his phone to Shao Yinan.
"Mr. Shao, this matter..."
The secretary gritted his teeth and said.
"You'd better take a look for yourself."
Shao Yinan frowned imperceptibly and reached out to take the phone.
The phone screen showed a recently popular short - video platform.
Shao Yinan recognized it.
Because most of Wen Yin's videos were on this platform.
But although the name "Heartbeat Nan Nan" appeared on the screen now, the following words made Shao Yinan's face turn cold.
The secretary only showed him a part of it.
And Shao Yinan quickly understood what was going on.
For some unknown reason, food bloggers of all sizes had joined hands and were intentionally or unintentionally smearing Wen Yin during their live broadcasts.
To be more precise, they were smearing the account "Heartbeat Nan Nan".
They were very clever and didn't tell the truth.
They just said something vaguely and let the fans guess for themselves.
This gave the fans a lot of room for imagination.
Now all kinds of rumors were flying everywhere.
Shao Yinan's face darkened bit by bit.
The secretary thought to himself that something was wrong.
"Mr. Shao, shall I handle it?"
Shao Yinan didn't say a word. He just stared coldly at the screen.
He casually clicked into a live - broadcast room.
The host inside was still rambling on about some "big juicy gossip".
The next second, someone requested a connection.
The host didn't think much and clicked to accept.
Then, Shao Yinan saw a familiar face on the phone.