Qin Ye's little ancestor is a real boss

After much persuasion, Mr. An gave up helping her.

Then he agreed to go to the old house for dinner in the evening, and then Nan Yan sent him away.

When she came back, she saw the dean looking at her with a hesitant look.

"Dean, do you have something to say?"

"No... I just want to ask, Nan Yan, have you ever exposed your true nature in front of your grandfather?"

Otherwise, how could Mr. An say such a thing!

"What's my true nature?" Nan Yan raised her eyebrows coldly, "I just treat others with the same attitude as they treat me."

Love and hate are always two-way.

She is naturally cold and will not easily have a good impression of outsiders.

Only when the other party releases goodwill first, she will be willing to release her goodwill.

If the other party hates her, then she will naturally hate the other party.

Why should she like others if they hate her?

What a beautiful dream.

The dean understood.

"Nan Yan, your personality... is really disadvantageous..."

"That's good." Nan Yan curled her lips indifferently, not wanting to continue the topic, and waved her hand, "If it's okay, I'll go back."

"Go ahead."

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After a day and a night of fermentation.

Especially after Nan Hongyang and Li Shufen's video was topped on the hot search, and Nan Yan still didn't respond, netizens went even crazier.

One by one, they became messengers of justice, wishing to pull Nan Yan out of the screen and beat her up.

At this time, someone spoke for Nan Yan.

Lin Zhiyan usually doesn't like to go online, and she stays in the studio to paint when she has nothing to do.

Today, she planned to relax and browse her phone, and then she saw these.

At the moment, she was so angry that she logged into her social software and posted angrily:

[You don't know how kind Nan Yan is. She will never do such a thing. Someone must have framed her! ]

She is also a well-known blogger on the Internet.

Because she has no friends in real life, she chooses to share her paintings and some daily life on the Internet.

However, she never posts her photos or reveals her true identity.

This sense of mystery, as well as her high level of painting skills, have earned her a group of very loyal fans.

But now that netizens see Lin Zhiyan defending Nan Yan, they have begun to divert their hatred and use all kinds of vicious words to attack Lin Zhiyan.

Even her fans, because of her "three wrong views", have quit being fans and scolded her with netizens.

Lin Zhiyan has never experienced this before. Looking at the comments scolding her, her face turned pale and her heart almost hurt so much that she couldn't breathe.

Just when she was sick, Nan Yan called.

She was almost unable to move, and she almost tried her best to answer the phone.

"Lin Zhiyan, follow my words, take a deep breath slowly, exhale...exhale..."

Nan Yan's voice was calm and clear, as if it had magic, making Lin Zhiyan subconsciously do what she said.

After a few deep breaths, the severe pain in her heart was relieved a little.

Her hands and feet, which were paralyzed by pain, also regained some consciousness.

"Are you feeling better?" Nan Yan listened to the phone call. Lin Zhiyan's breathing had calmed down. The fingers holding the phone also relaxed a little.

"Wow..." Lin Zhiyan burst into tears. She sobbed, "Yan Yan, I'm so sad..."

Nan Yan said softly, "There's nothing to be sad about. Don't worry about the things on the Internet now. Take a pill and rest for a while."

Lin Zhiyan's eyes were red from crying. "I feel sorry for you. They don't know anything, but they scold you like that. You are so good, how can they scold you!"

Nan Yan said leisurely, "Don't care about those people you don't even know. They can't affect me."

"Little fool, you are angry with a group of online trolls. You are the one who is angry, and the one who is in pain is the one who loves you. They don't feel any pain or itch."

"So, ignore them."

"Yan Yan, do you really not care?"

"What do you care about? I should thank them for making this matter known to everyone."

Nan Yan's low laugh was tinged with a bit of sharpness.

Lin Zhiyan didn't quite understand why Nan Yan was scolded like this on the Internet, but she was not angry. Instead, she felt that she was doing it on purpose.

When she saw those things, her fragile heart could not bear it at all, and she almost died of sadness.

"Okay, go and rest, don't go online anymore, these things will be resolved tomorrow."

Nan Yan paused, and then said: "Also, your Weibo password has been temporarily changed to prevent you from secretly going online to see those things."

This time she happened to be online, and someone saw the message she sent and was scolded, and immediately called her and saved her life.

Otherwise, she might really have a heart attack stimulated by the online trolls, and died in pain without anyone to take care of her.

Thinking of this consequence, the anger in Nan Yan's eyes deepened a little.

Originally, she planned to wait for three days.

But now seeing this popularity, there is no need to waste so much time.

The doorbell rang.

Nan Yan put her mobile phone next to the notebook and went to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, Qin Lu stood at the door with a cold face.

"Yan Yan, why didn't you tell me about the online incident?"

"It's just a small matter, not worth disturbing my brother..."

Nan Yan was speechless!

Didn't she tell Wu Yue not to tell him about this?

He actually pretended to obey her but secretly disobeyed her.

——Wu Yue said that he would not take the blame!

Who knew that Master Qin, who had never paid attention to the Internet, would suddenly become interested in surfing the Internet today.

Then, he saw the news that was highly searched.

"You being scolded is a small matter?"

Nan Yan: "..."

She felt guilty and wrong for no reason.

The big boss Qin on the opposite side seemed very angry...

Nan Yan reached out and grabbed the corner of Qin Lu's clothes.

She looked up, her beautiful peach blossom eyes were clear and sparkling, and she explained obediently and softly: "Brother, I deliberately did not deal with this matter to stir up the heat."

"Don't be angry, okay?"

Qin Lu's anger in his heart, seeing the girl's appearance, was like a balloon being pricked by a needle, and quietly dissipated.

"Deliberately?"

"Yeah." Seeing that his emotions had calmed down a little, Nan Yan nodded her head quickly and said coldly: "If not, how can I get them out of my world completely."

"By the way, clean up another person."

An Muyao was looking for death this time.

She didn't even go to find her, but she came up to him on her own initiative.

If I don't deal with her, I'll be sorry for her initiative.

"Can you really solve it yourself?" Qin Lu was a little worried, afraid that she would show off.

"Of course." A smile appeared on Nan Yan's bright face, "Tomorrow night, brother can watch the show with me."

"Okay." Qin Lu stretched out his hand and rubbed her head, "If you have anything, you can always find me."

Nan Yan: "..."

Brother, can you stop rubbing!

She's really going bald!