Li Guiqin was truly ruthless.
The speed and scope of the news spreading were beyond Xia Qiao'an's imagination.
She also had doubts. She knew how much the Xia family had, they were only moderately wealthy at most. Paying for trending topics was like burning money by the second, where did they get the money to do it?
However, turning bullets into cannonballs was something she was happy to see.
Although she didn't know why, there was always a force on the internet that wanted to erase these messages. Fortunately, she discovered it in time and resisted this force.
Who would want to help her?
Even if it was just helping in a roundabout way.
As she was thinking, Xiao Lan's call came in.
Didn't Xiao Lan not like looking at her phone? Could it be that she saw the false news?
Xia Qiao'an answered with some worry, "Mom, what's the matter?"
"An'an, I just got home, and something doesn't feel right."
"What is it, Mom? What doesn't feel right? Are you feeling unwell?"
Xiao Lan's tone was full of worry, "It's not Mom's health, it's Mo Chen. That morning, you left first again, and Mo Chen said his stomach hurt and he couldn't eat breakfast. I was worried, so I just went to deliver some stomach medicine."
"When I came out, I seemed to see someone entering his office. I'm a bit familiar with that person, but I can't remember who it is. Mo Chen's face didn't look good when he saw him either. Do they have a grudge? I'm worried they'll get into a fight."
"You know, Mo Chen's business is getting bigger and bigger, and he must have a lot of enemies, Mom is worried."
"Go help Mom take a look." Xiao Lan was indeed a little anxious, but not that anxious.
Dingcheng had security on every floor, and even if they were going to fight, Li Mochen wouldn't suffer any losses.
She just wanted to tell Xia Qiao'an that her husband was sick, to awaken some of her sympathy. The two of them hadn't known what was wrong lately, and they were always at odds.
"Okay, Mom, I'll go take a look."
No matter how unwilling Xia Qiao'an was, she couldn't refuse Xiao Lan when she was so worried.
She hadn't found a suitable opportunity to tell Xiao Lan that the two of them were going to divorce, or to be precise, that she was going to divorce, so she couldn't say no at this time.
"Well, go quickly, don't let Mo Chen suffer a loss, he's your husband." Before hanging up the phone, Xiao Lan didn't forget to remind her.
Xia Qiao'an vaguely hummed a response, which was considered as getting past it.
When she arrived at Dingcheng, she saw that the car parked on the side of the road was very familiar. Wasn't that Shi Huai's car?
The car she slept in one night, the car that had dropped her off at the hospital and then sped away with a burst of acceleration.
Could it be that the person who was looking for Li Mochen was Shi Huai?
Xia Qiao'an's first thought was that Shi Huai had seen those explicit photos online, and he thought it was Li Mochen's doing, and came to question Li Mochen.
Xiao Lan was right. She wasn't sure if others would dare to do anything to Li Mochen, but Shi Huai was a possibility.
He was still bearing the pressure of Huaiyuan, and was already dissatisfied with Li Mochen.
And to her... She wasn't a wooden doll, she could feel it, she just chose to turn a blind eye and not respond directly.
Xia Qiao'an wished she could tell Shi Huai that she was the one who deliberately spread these false messages!
The security guard at Dingcheng, who looked down on people, was still there. Xia Qiao'an secretly used her phone in the women's restroom to copy the information on an employee card that was left on the sink, and was able to enter the elevator.
It took a little more effort to do these things.
So when she secretly sneaked to Li Mochen's office, Li Mochen and Shi Huai had been confronting each other for a while.
Xia Qiao'an heard Shi Huai angrily asking, "Why are there so many files about Xia Qiao'an on your desk?"
Then came Li Mochen's lazy and casual answer, "Having files proves that I did it?"
"Who else but you? Who in Chenjiang has this motive, and who has this ability?"
Shi Huai stepped forward and grabbed those printed, messy photos, tearing them to shreds, "Li Mochen, don't take Xia Qiao'an as your target just because Huaiyuan's stock price has stabilized. She has no ability to fight back against you, if you have the ability, come at me."
Xia Qiao'an's heart wasn't made of stone, and she was truly a little moved at this moment.
She also had some doubts. Li Mochen, a person who never liked to read gossip news, a person who never wasted time browsing this kind of information, why were there these files on his desk?
Could it be that this time's news wasn't just Xia Wenwen's doing?