[Spread rumors, good-looking girls, those of you who don't have mothers, please respect women, thank you!]
[If she is really innocent, let her come out and clarify. I haven't shown up until now, who knows if I have a guilty conscience? Besides, as far as this high-profile behavior of showing off wealth, I really don't like it at all, I really don't understand, are those who think she is a little fairy blind? Don't insult the word little fairy, thank you!]
[I just said what's wrong? Little Fairy Little Fairy Little Fairy! I just love her looks and her little violent cutie! Even if she hypes up, even if she flaunts her wealth, who cares about you?]
[Here we come, the lemon essence has appeared again. Co-author rich people must eat three meals a day like you? Or is it showing off your wealth? I thought it made sense before, but now I just find it ridiculous. Some people stand on the starting line as soon as they are born, which is not enviable. When you go out on a trip and take pictures of some big meals, it’s called sharing your life. When a rich person goes out on a trip and takes a photo, that’s called flaunting their wealth. I don’t know if others flaunt their wealth or not, but I know that you guys are really double-standard dogs~]
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Netizens insisted on their own opinions, eating melons and eating them.
But soon, when they were arguing more happily, the hot search was dropped in an instant. The major marketing accounts were banned, and those who deleted Weibo deleted Weibo. Even the word Song Yaoyao was not displayed.
Netizens were even more shocked.
All kinds of analysis emperors in various forums came back to analyze Song Yaoyao's identity and background.
The more mysterious and elusive it is, the more addictive it is to watch.
When Tang Xinrou burst out laughing and handed the phone to Song Yaoyao, she was still a little dazed and asked blankly, "Who is yys?"
Yes, when the netizens found out that neither Song Yaoyao nor Syy would be displayed. Almighty melon-eating netizens, of course, will not give up so easily.
Thus, Song Yaoyao's new nickname was born.
"Hahahahaha!"
Tang Xinrou's tears were about to come out of her smile, and seeing Song Yaoyao's bewildered and innocent look, she was even more overjoyed.
"Sister, it's you! You read it backwards!"
Song Yaoyao was at a loss, and obediently followed suit.
"yys, syy... Song Yaoyao?? This name, is it me??"
Xu Yue couldn't help laughing, "Do you want to take a look? Sure enough, the masters are among the people, and it would be a shame not to let them write novels. The writing is very wonderful."
There was even someone, under the name yys, who wrote an article about Song Yaoyao's love-hate entanglement with President Ba.
Song Yaoyao said blackly, "These people... are really poisonous..."
She rolled her eyes, refusing to look at something that would lower her IQ.
But she didn't look at it, and couldn't resist the two wicked people beside her telling her.
Inevitably, Song Yaoyao still knew something, such as—
"Brother~"
Song Yaoyao hurried back to the room, where the man was flipping through the documents. Her eyes were bright, and she held up her mobile phone to Huo Yunque as if she was offering a treasure, "Brother, everyone says I was spoiled by you!"
"Um?"
Huo Yunque squeezed the center of his brows, his eyes flicked across the phone screen, and he pulled her into his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head and drooping his eyes, "Well, I raised her."
"Pffff—"
Song Yaoyao showed her snow-white teeth with a smile, and her eyelids were crescent-shaped, delicate and charming.
"But what they said is not true at all, brother, you are not an old man~ You are obviously super handsome!"
"Old man?"
The man who was as calm as an old monk slowly raised his eyelids and frowned slightly, "I'm very old?"