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

At this moment, Ding Siyu's fingers were trembling violently, and she dared not look at the comments on her phone screen anymore.

The messages that scrolled past her were like knives stabbing her in the face, each one calling her a liar, disgusting, and telling her to get out of Peking University.

She wanted to turn off the live stream, but her fingers froze at the edge of the screen, trembling so much that she couldn't even press the red close button accurately.

Su Qinghe stood there, holding the book, quietly watching her.

There was no smugness, no mockery, just a calm observation.

For her, it was like watching a mediocre performance; she couldn't even be bothered to clap.

Jiang Che spoke lazily, "What's wrong, Ding? Are you out of things to say? Didn't you just deliver that line about fighting against a wicked capitalist like me without money or connections so smoothly?"

Some of the students watching nearby burst out laughing.

Ding Siyu's face turned purple, her lips trembled several times, and she finally managed to squeeze out a sentence: "I...I..."

"Hey, don't rush to say it, let me give you a heads-up first."

Jiang Che suddenly interrupted her, gesturing with his chin towards the phone in her hand, "There are so many viewers in the live stream waiting to watch, think before you speak, or you'll end up killing yourself."

Ding Siyu subconsciously glanced down at the screen.

The comments were scrolling by so fast that she only had time to read a few.

"Stop pretending to be dead, streamer!" "Weren't you crying so much just now?" "Explain quickly, I'm so anxious!" "Unfollowed, unfollowed!" "Screenshot taken, see you on the school forum tomorrow."

It felt like something was blocking her throat.

My head was buzzing, like a swarm of bees having a meeting in my ear.

Don't panic, don't panic, we need to think of a solution...

"I was instructed by someone!!"

The words came out of her mouth before her own mind even had a chance to process them.

The sound was sharp and urgent, like a drowning person grabbing onto a piece of driftwood.

There was a moment of silence.

The barrage of comments paused briefly, then resumed in a new wave.

"Holy crap, a plot twist?"

"Oh, now she's changed her excuse. I'll see who she thinks ordered her to do this."

"Hahaha, I don't believe it anymore. This woman's acting is terrible. She's just talking nonsense."

"Let's hear what she has to say first. What if someone is really plotting something behind our backs?"

"I think it looks like I'm shifting the blame anyway, so I'll just say it here: I'm not afraid of the time police."

Jiang Che raised an eyebrow slightly, and Su Qinghe's eyes flickered, but neither of them spoke.

This conclusion was close to what the two of them had guessed.

They had no grudge against Ding Siyu and didn't even know her. There was absolutely no reason for Ding Siyu to specifically set up a live stream to smear them.

The only possible reason is that someone is instigating her behind the scenes.

Ding Siyu, as if grasping at a lifeline, continued speaking rapidly: "It's true!! It was someone called Sister Wang who contacted me!!"

Her eyes reddened again, and this time it wasn't an act. She knew she was now at her wit's end, and she was reacting instinctively to protect herself.

"I don't know Su Qinghe at all, and I never intended to cause her any trouble... It was Sister Wang who added me on WeChat and said she wanted to discuss a business deal with me..."

Jiang Che's gaze sharpened, and he stared at her for two seconds to confirm that she didn't seem to have made it up on the spot.

"Go on."

Ding Siyu sniffed, her voice trembling slightly, but she spoke faster: "She said that as long as I do as she says, first post on the forum to smear Su Qinghe, and then go to her offline to ask for the cat, and steer public opinion in the direction of 'rich girl bullying others'... she will give me this amount."

She held up five fingers and flipped them over.

People around gasped.

"fifty thousand?"

"More than that, judging from her gestures, it looks like she's holding two sums of money?"

"One hundred thousand," Jiang Che said for her.

Ding Siyu bit her lip and nodded, "I'll pay a deposit of 30,000 first, and the balance of 70,000 after it's done."

"And she also said... that if it succeeds, not only will there be a bonus, but also..."

She hesitated for a moment, then furtively glanced at her phone.

At this point, the comments section had stopped criticizing her; everyone was guessing who this "Sister Wang" was.

"What else can you do?" Su Qinghe finally spoke, her voice still calm, but her tone was several degrees colder than usual.

Ding Siyu recoiled as if burned, whispering, "And she said if I perform well this time... she can recommend me to a top MCN and package me as a big internet celebrity."

"Oh."

Jiang Che gave a short, cold laugh.

Ding Siyu was so frightened by his cold laugh that she shuddered and shrank her head completely into her neck.

A buzz of discussion arose from the surrounding area.

"Which is the top-tier MCN?"

"The gossip from the entertainment industry has come to the university, holy crap."

"So it really is an industry chain. I thought it was just about posting on forums."

"This is clearly a deep-seated grudge, otherwise who would be willing to spend 100,000 yuan specifically to target Su Qinghe?"

"The key question is, who exactly is this Sister Wang, and why is she targeting Su Qinghe?"

"I already have twenty episodes of a business war and family feud plot in my head."

"Do you guys remember that during the last arts festival piano competition, someone was also sabotaging Su Qinghe behind the scenes?"

"Holy crap, now that you mention it, I remember. But I could at least make a reason for that: the veteran school beauty and the rising school beauty were fighting over a man. Could it be... that this Sister Wang is also one of Jiang Che's suitors?"

Jiang Che's mind was also blank at this moment. Where did Sister Wang come from?

Moreover, the offer was a reward of 100,000 yuan, and Ding Siyu was also promised an opportunity to join a top MCN and become a big internet celebrity.

With these two things combined, the person who can accomplish this must have a very strong background and capabilities.

Thinking back on the people with whom he still had grudges, it seemed that Ye Yunjin was the only one.

All these signs combined make it really hard for Jiang Che not to guess that Ye Yunjin is the cause.

But Jiang Che couldn't understand why Ye Yunjin would do something like this to smear her own daughter.

This doesn't seem to be good for either her or Su Qinghe, does it?

However, since there is no evidence now, Jiang Che doesn't want to bring it up in front of so many people, after all, strictly speaking, this is a family matter.

After a brief moment of thought, he pulled himself out of his thoughts and looked at Ding Siyu again.

Ding Siyu had completely lost her earlier momentum. She stood there with her shoulders hunched, still holding her phone in her hand, looking like a quail soaked by the rain.

"Alright, now explain yourself clearly in front of everyone and apologize properly."

"And then there's that 30,000 yuan... I remember our school has a stray cat and dog rescue organization, right?"

"Perfect timing, you can donate every single penny to them to buy food for the school's cats and dogs."

Ding Siyu paused for a moment, her lips moved, "I..."

"What's wrong?" Jiang Che raised an eyebrow and smiled sarcastically, "You've finished spreading rumors, and we won't pursue the emotional distress you caused me and my girlfriend. Now we're fining you a little money to do charity for you, and you're still not happy?"

"Consider it a breach of contract penalty in your influencer industry. In fact, you should thank me. I'm kind-hearted and only asked for 30,000. If I had run into someone difficult to talk to, asking for 300,000 would have been a bargain for you," Jiang Che said seriously.

Another burst of laughter erupted from the crowd.

Ding Siyu naturally couldn't say anything to refute it. After some hesitation, she compromised and stood up straight in Su Qinghe's direction.

He twisted his hands together in front of him, as if trying to tie his fingers into a knot.

She took several breaths before speaking softly, "Su Qinghe... I'm sorry."