Rebirth 08: My Online Love Wife is a Cold and Aloof School Beauty

Not a single one of the top comments in the comment section spoke up for Su Qianqian.

They either asked for contact information, or they used foul language and made sarcastic speculations.

"The more innocent someone looks, the more chaotic they are in private..."

"A girl with these qualities, it would be abnormal if she wasn't being kept by a sugar daddy..."

"What? I saw her eating alone in the cafeteria last time. People with bad character don't even have friends..."

Occasionally, one or two rational voices tried to raise questions, saying that the post contained no substantial evidence from beginning to end, not even a single photo of luxury goods. Is it too hasty to conclude that someone is being kept based on a text and a candid photo?

But such voices were quickly drowned out by more ridicule and clamor.

Some people chased after her, accusing her of trying to defend herself, while others told her to go back to the first page of the post and read it again. Still others launched personal attacks, saying that she must be one of them.

After all, some keyboard warriors online don't care about the truth of things; they just want the discussion to generate buzz.

Anyway, no matter how harsh the words are, they have nothing to do with them personally.

Lin Bei held Zhang Wei's phone, the screen's light reflecting off his face, making his expression indistinct.

He read the post again from beginning to end, his finger hovering over the screen, not scrolling down any further.

At this moment, Zhang Wei leaned out halfway, still holding the half-eaten bag of Mimi Shrimp Chips, and said:

"Honestly, this girl is really beautiful, it's just such a pity."

"With such good looks, why did you have to choose this path?"

"It's fake." Lin Bei turned off his phone screen and turned to look at Zhang Wei.

"Huh?!" Zhang Wei was stunned for a moment, not even putting the shrimp crackers in his mouth anymore, and asked, "What do you mean? What do you mean it's fake?"

Lin Bei handed the phone back to Zhang Wei: "None of what's said in this post is true."

Bai Yawen walked to the balcony door at some point, leaned against the door frame, and crossed his arms in front of his chest.

He glanced at Lin Bei, his tone softening slightly from its usual nonchalance, and asked, "What, you know her?"

Lin Bei nodded: "She's my high school classmate, and we're from the same hometown."

"Her family is already very wealthy, so she doesn't need to be kept by someone."

"Because their car is more expensive than an ordinary person's house."

"This is definitely someone deliberately framing her."

After a few seconds, he finally managed to utter the words he'd been holding back for so long: "What the hell?"

"You know this girl too?"

Zhang Wei was completely dumbfounded: "Holy crap, bro, how come you always seem to know these pretty girls?"

"Since the start of the semester, every girl around you has been more beautiful than the last; not one of them is plain-looking."

"Don't you have any ugly friends?"

Wang Yuan emerged from behind Zhang Wei, pushed up his glasses, and said in an academic tone, "It seems that saying on the internet is indeed true: good-looking people only hang out with other good-looking people."

"However, there are exceptions. For example, our Wei Ge successfully infiltrated President Lin's circle of friends, which shows that this rule is not absolute."

"Get lost!" Zhang Wei turned around and glared at Wang Yuan. "I shouldn't have given you my shrimp chips, you fatso."

"You've sabotaged me more than ten times this week, since morning exercises. Do you have some KPIs to meet?"

Wang Yuan laughed and said, "I'm just stating objective facts."

"You..." Zhang Wei was so angry he gritted his teeth.

Lin Bei did not participate in this debate, which had gone completely off-topic.

He immediately got out of bed, bent down and took the laptop out of the closet, placed it on the desk, turned on the screen, and inserted the network card.

In 08, wireless network cards required a wait of more than ten seconds to dial up, with the progress bar slowly spinning on the screen.

Lin Bei pulled out a chair and sat down, then stretched his fingers and placed them on the keyboard.

Zhang Wei walked over from the side and was taken aback when he saw his posture: "President Lin, what are you doing?"

"Delete the post first." Lin Bei's fingers began to tap on the keyboard, and the code interface on the screen jumped out line by line.

"Then check the poster's information."

Zhang Wei glanced at it for a few seconds, then shoved the bag of shrimp chips into Wang Yuan's arms, strode over, grabbed Lin Bei's shoulder, and pulled him up from the chair.

"You're too slow, let me do it."

"I'm an expert at this kind of thing. Deleting posts, checking IPs, digging out personal information—a one-stop service that's guaranteed to be ten times faster than doing it yourself."

"Your computer's specs are inferior to those of a computer in an internet cafe, so you can't use conventional methods at all."

Lin Bei glanced at Zhang Wei and remembered that he had indeed been in bed every day for the past few days, coding until midnight.

In particular, he treasured the folder of hacking tools on his desktop and never let anyone else touch it.

Without hesitation, he handed the operation over to Zhang Wei.

After sitting down, Zhang Wei immediately rolled up his sleeves and pushed up glasses that weren't actually on his nose.

The moment his fingers touched the keyboard, his entire aura changed.

No longer the silly roommate who was constantly undermined by Wang Yuan and whose looks were completely overshadowed by Lin Bei.

Rather, he is a professional who has entered his field.

The code interface scrolled rapidly under his finger, displaying lines of symbols that no outsider could understand.

Wang Yuan and Bai Yawen also came over and stood behind Zhang Wei, watching the completely incomprehensible characters flash by on the screen, line by line.

Less than five minutes.

"OK!" Zhang Wei pressed the last Enter key, and a whole page of densely packed personal information popped up on the screen.

The poster's name is Li Moumou, male, a third-year computer science student.

"This is his QQ number, phone number, ID number, home address, junior high school and high school..."

Zhang Wei clenched his fist and laughed, "This guy's posting IP address is in an internet cafe outside the school."

"They're quite cautious; they know not to use the school network."

"By the way, I also found out about his girlfriend's information... Liu Wen, a freshman majoring in marketing."

Wang Yuan took off his glasses, wiped them, and put them back on. Confirming he wasn't seeing things, he exclaimed, "Holy crap, are you a hacker?"

"They stripped their entire family naked in five minutes?"

"What's so special about this?" Zhang Wei leaned back in his chair, picked up a water glass from the table, took a sip, and spoke with a hint of smugness.

"I did nothing but study this during my three years of high school."

"If my mom hadn't unplugged my internet cable before the college entrance exam, I might have already been recruited by some special department by now."

"Of course, they might have been arrested. Just keep it to yourselves and don't tell anyone else."