Explosive Surge

"Video of Yang An'an's suspected proposal leaked!"

"Mysterious man favored by several beautiful women in succession—is this a distortion of human nature or a collapse of morality? Tonight at eight..."

"Good heavens! The little angel became a mistress!"

"Revealed: Yang An'an's past."

"Still watching melodramatic love triangles among wealthy families? Reality is far more absurd than TV dramas! (Mysterious link)"

The troll farm Li Jiayu had hired was a little dumbfounded. What was going on?

Could it be that their client had also hired several other industry heavyweights?

So what were they supposed to do now?

A string of proposal-related events on the trending list was all tied to Yang An'an.

Even the proposal extravaganza that had gone viral had Yang An'an's name attached to it afterward.

That was terrifying.

If one was not a native of the Mo Hei Universe, one could not understand the influence of charm here.

From the Goddess of Light down to ordinary civilians, the entire Mo Hei Universe could not escape the restraints of that mysterious rule.

Although Yang An'an lacked the mature, commanding aura she had on the Main Timeline, she was still pure and adorable. Given a little more time, she would surely develop an ever-changing style that would leave her fans endlessly captivated.

If Li Jiayu got together with her, he would definitely enjoy himself every single day.

The war of words on Weibo began.

Sometimes, what public opinion pointed toward was not necessarily the truth.

Even more people were kept in the dark, or simply joined in the online uproar without knowing anything.

Keyboard warriors never knew how much psychological pressure one malicious remark from them could bring upon the people involved.

Of course, every matter had its good and bad sides. One could not blame everything on the keyboard