You're dumping me, huh? Fine, then I'll just pick up the school beauty and make her my wif

"Yeah, how could I not know these things after raising a cat for two years?"

"I knew something was wrong just now. All that crying was just empty talk; I didn't say a single specific thing."

"This woman's acting is really good; I almost fell for her."

"Ding Siyu, say something! Didn't you raise it for two years?"

"Wow, Su Qinghe is too calm. She can still refute every single point even when she's being confronted in the face during a live stream. That's kind of cool."

"And I just realized that she was the one who adopted this cat. What kind of dirty trick was it that people in the comments were telling Su Qinghe to provide evidence? She just adopted this cat."

"And she's only had this cat for a day... how come she's already so familiar with Zhaocai..."

"Wait a minute, they've already renamed the cat Xiaoman."

"Xiaoman?? That's such a nice name..."

"What an incredibly tacky name 'Zhao Cai' (招财, meaning 'bringing wealth')! The contrast is so stark I don't even want to talk about it."

Ding Siyu felt her fingers, which were holding the phone, going numb, as if they were being repeatedly soaked in ice and hot water.

She couldn't bear to look at the comments anymore; the scrolling text felt like whips lashing at her face.

She wanted to say something, to squeeze out a few more tears, and to find another angle to turn the tide.

But it felt like someone had poured a whole bottle of paste into my brain, and no matter how much I stirred it, nothing came out.

Su Qinghe waited for a moment, and seeing that she didn't speak or have any expression, she simply looked away and turned to look at Jiang Che.

Jiang Che watched the fascinating changes in Ding Siyu's expression and felt embarrassed for her if he continued watching.

He has never had much patience for people with poor acting skills. Just as he was about to do something, his phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket.

As luck would have it, it was a message from Lu Ziang.

It seems there are results for what I asked him to look up last night.

Sure enough, as soon as Jiang Che opened WeChat, he saw several lines of large text: "Found Lao Jiang, the poster is a girl named Ding Siyu, from the Chinese Language and Literature Department of our school. She specially registered a campus forum with a new mobile phone number."

"The IP addresses of those accounts that were stirring up trouble for her in the comments section of the post are all from our school. I checked, and those people are all her roommates."

Jiang Che smiled, thinking that his wish had come true.

It seems that Lao Lu's efficiency is as high as ever.

Jiang Che cleared his throat, and the previously noisy crowd around him gradually quieted down.

Ding Siyu looked up and saw the ambiguous smile on his face, and the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end.

Jiang Che spoke slowly and deliberately: "Ding Siyu, I have some bad news. Do you want to hear it?"

After saying that, he didn't care whether Ding Siyu wanted to listen or not, and turned to the onlookers, smiling slightly as he asked, "I'm sure many of you noticed the post on the school forum last night about my girlfriend's adoption of the kitten being staged, right?"

Many people nodded in agreement.

Jiang Che smiled slightly and turned his gaze back to Ding Siyu. "I've already found out who posted this. The IP address is in our school."

"Would you like to guess who this mysterious poster is?"

The people present weren't fools. Jiang Che suddenly said a lot of things out of the blue, so it was hard for anyone not to guess that the mysterious person he was talking about was Ding Siyu.

As expected, Ding Siyu's body trembled uncontrollably after hearing Jiang Che's words.

"Our classmate Ding Siyu registered a campus forum account with a new mobile phone number and then posted that message on the forum, just to deliberately smear my girlfriend."

Jiang Che pulled out the screenshots Lu Ziang had sent, then walked up to Ding Siyu and pointed his phone screen at her phone camera.

By the time Ding Siyu realized it, it was too late.

The survey results above have already been screenshotted and saved by most of the viewers in the live stream.

"Speaking of which, Ding is quite clever. He even knew to find three roommates to create alternate accounts to help you set the pace."

Jiang Che looked at her with a half-smile, "Shouldn't I praise you and give you an award certificate?"

Ding Siyu's lips trembled slightly, her eyes fixed on the content on the screen in front of her.

Her IP address, registered mobile phone number, and the associated information of her three roommates' alternate accounts were clearly displayed above.

The live stream chat exploded because of that screenshot.

"Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!!!!"

"The evidence is practically written all over their faces!!!"

"Ding Siyu, say something!! Weren't you just crying quite a bit?"

"My God, this was a complete disaster..."

"Staging a smear campaign against someone, then pretending to be a victim and demanding a cat?? What kind of bizarre move is this?"

"I feel sorry for Su Qinghe. She saved people and cats, and then she got splashed with dirty water."

"Ding Siyu, get out of Peking University!"

"Get out of Peking University +1"

Ding Siyu's hands began to tremble.

The scrolling comments on her phone screen were so fast she couldn't see them clearly, but the barrage of "liar," "disgusting," and "get out" felt like needles piercing her eyes.

It’s over.

It's all over.

She originally planned to make a big fuss through the live stream and put Su Qinghe in a very difficult position.

Even if we don't get the cat, at least we can ride the wave of popularity, gain some followers, and eventually get the final payment from Sister Wang.

But now, it's all over.

She opened her mouth, as if to say something, but her throat was too dry to make a sound.

Jiang Che put his phone away and looked down at her. "What, are you still planning to keep acting?"

Ding Siyu staggered back half a step, stammering, "I...I..."

"What do you mean, 'you'?"

Jiang Che put his phone back in his pocket, his tone unhurried, "Weren't you very talkative just now? Saying I was bullying others, saying you were a vulnerable group, saying you have no money or background, so how could you fight us?"

"Ha, that's certainly a very persuasive statement. Even I, one of the parties involved, almost believed it."

Some of the students watching nearby couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Ding Siyu's face turned bright red.

Su Qinghe stood to the side without saying a word.

She just watched Ding Siyu quietly, watching her go from arrogant to guilty, from guilty to broken, her expression crumbling little by little.

Su Qinghe felt little joy.

She recalled the feeling of sullen resentment she had when she saw that post on the forum the night before.

I remember being alone, wrapped in a blanket, the white light from my phone screen shining on my face, seeing all those mocking comments in the comment section.

At that moment, she really couldn't understand it.

She just wanted to do something very small.

I found a cat, gave it a bath, applied medicine to it, and gave it a home.

Why should it be twisted like that?

Why do good deeds have to be acted out?

But seeing Ding Siyu like this now, she calmed down instead.

It's not about forgiving, but about understanding.

I understand what Jiang Che meant last night: some people just can't stand to see others doing well.

If you're unhappy with your own life, you can't stand seeing others have any good things.

Even if you pick up a stray cat, they will try to prove that you are putting on a show.

It's not worth getting angry with someone like that.