Translator: Paperplane Editor: Caron_

  The video came to an abrupt end, but Ji Yi felt like the video was still playing. She stared at the phone screen and mentally replayed He Jichen stabbing Qian Ge in the abdomen, her gaze switching between the switchblade in his hands, the shine of his blade, and the fresh red blood dripping down endlessly……

  The entire hospital room froze over as it was so quiet; the atmosphere froze.

  After who knew how long, Zhuang Yi finally snapped back to reality. She stared at Ji Yi’s profile as she looked at her phone. Zhuang Yi then slowly moved her lips and said in a weak voice, “Xiao Yi?”


  Ji Yi didn’t react in the slightest but continued to stare at her phone screen like a statue.

  “Xiao Yi?” Zhuang Yi called her name again then timidly drew closer to Ji Yi.

  Ji Yi only realized that Zhuang Yi was standing next to her after quite some time passed. She slowly turned her head and glanced at Zhuang Yi with vacant eyes like she couldn’t quite make out who she was. Then Ji Yi brought her gaze back to the phone screen. Her fingers trembled as she closed the video and opened the comments section below.

  From the replies, Ji Yi learned that the situation had developed to an unsalvageable stage after sixteen to seventeen hours passed.

  Not only was the video of He Jichen’s murder attempt on Qian Ge leaked online, but there were also incidents leaked about his gang affiliation and truancy during school. There was even gossip going around about forcing Sun Zhang to kneel on the sports track.

  He Jichen appeared to be a thug from Sucheng Yizhong who didn’t study and was constantly involved in vicious fights. He was bossy and domineering and attempted murder……

  All those incidents that happened during his wild and immature adolescence were easy to link to the video of the attempted murder which was rapidly spreading online. He was once an elite businessman, but in over ten short hours, he became the scumbag of online discussion.

  With concrete evidence such as the video, everyone online stood against He Jichen. In an instant, practically everyone in the world posted nasty messages about the man Ji Yi loved deeply.

  “Born with such a pretty face, but it’s just a mask for his scummy character!”


  “People like him shouldn’t live in this world!”


  “Back in the day, why didn’t his dad shoot his load onto the wall?!”


  The incident during Chinese New Year, when Ji Yi was accused of copying Qian Ge, paled in comparison to the way people were cursing He Jichen out now.

  Though they were shouting at He Jichen, Ji Yi still felt a rugged pain in her own heart.

  The more she read those comments, the more it hurt. Eventually, her chest felt stifled with pain and she was heaving, yet she still stubbornly didn’t swipe away. She saw that people left a billion comments.

  The corners of her eyes gradually became wet and her vision blurred. She couldn’t even read the words on her phone screen.

  Her fingers quickly swiped the screen.

  Her body gradually started to tremble in pain and anger.

  Zhuang Yi finally realized that something was wrong with Ji Yi. “Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi?”


  As Zhuang Yi cried, she reached her hand out, wanting to grab Ji Yi’s phone away.