Chapter 89: The Filth Thrown at You Must Be Thrown Back

“So this is the much-praised Miss Jiang’s method of raising children? She’s a completely different person in public and in private. Poor Xuebao and Xiaochuan—what misfortune did they commit to cross paths with these two?”
“Our Xuebao has never been someone to be pushed around. For so long, Xuexue might slack off, but she’s never been bullied. Jiang Sui, what gives you the right to lord it over her?”
“Can Jiang Sui just disappear already? How is someone so desperate for hype even worthy of appearing on the same show as our Xuexue?”
“Poor Xiaochuan, come here, Auntie will buy you a toy car, don't be sad.”
“I must have been blind—I actually thought Jiang Sui was raising Xuanyuan so well, but behind the scenes she’s like this? Isn’t it just a toy? Can’t they talk things out properly?”
“Can Xuanyuan’s biological mother step in? How can you just hand her over to a woman like this? Seems like you’re all so desperate to make money off your child that you’ve lost your minds.”
“Our Xuexue doesn’t care about this kind of thing; she’s always been used to just coasting along. But just because she doesn’t mind doesn’t mean the rest of us don’t. That woman has really gone too far! She targeted our Xuexue on the variety show, and even resorted to physical violence—don’t think we’ve forgotten about that!”
“Is there any justice left in this world? The one who hit someone hasn’t been punished, and now she’s bullying others as well. Who was it that said justice may be late, but it will never be absent?”

Of course, amid these voices, there were also some rational ones.

“Is it really fair to pass judgment based on a single post? Let’s wait and see—maybe the truth will come out.”
“Are people just making assumptions from pictures now? If anyone can make up a story and it becomes fact, aren’t netizens just too easy to manipulate?”
“I believe Jiang Sui and Xuanyuan aren’t like that. On live stream, Jiang Sui’s care and affection for Xuanyuan were genuine, and I trust the way they interact is real too. How could adults and children like them possibly be as described in that post?”

Some were even more sarcastic.

“Hilarious—putting aside whether this is true or not, weren’t Bai Xuexue’s fans the ones insisting the variety show was all scripted? So why not claim Jiang Sui’s outburst was scripted too? Can you guys at least be consistent?”

And then there were the dramatic wails.

“If Jiang Sui and Xuanyuan are fake, then what is real? Tell me, what is real?!”

Online opinion snowballed rapidly. Whether condemning Jiang Sui and Lu Xuanyuan or remaining skeptical, the discussion propelled the incident to a fever pitch within hours.

Fans flocked to Bai Xuexue’s social media, seeking clarification, but she remained silent.

However, Jiang Sui and Lu Xuanyuan’s fans rallied in response. In the past, Jiang Sui’s fan base was small and lacked cohesion. Now, they were organized, disciplined, and their fighting spirit was incomparable to before. As a result, online opinion wasn’t completely one-sided.

Still, the controversy left Jiang Sui and Xuanyuan at the eye of the storm, facing a barrage of doubts.

Jiang Sui first saw the post while discussing her recent work with Shi Heng.

Not far away, Xuanyuan was doing homework, preparing for primary school.

“Why do I feel like ever since you joined that live broadcast variety show, you’ve become a magnet for drama?” Shi Heng clicked his tongue. “Anyway, you’re going on an interview tomorrow—that’ll generate traffic. You can clarify things on the show, and I’ll handle the PR.”

Shi Heng seemed quite experienced in such matters.

“What’s the point of PR? It’ll just become another black mark in the future,” Jiang Sui replied calmly, eyes resting on the studious Lu Xuanyuan.

Shi Heng frowned. “Then what do you want to do?”

Isn’t PR the bread and butter of the entertainment industry? It may not solve everything, but it works. After all, netizens are forgetful—a new storm is all it takes to wash away the old.

Jiang Sui put down her phone and resumed sifting through assistant applications.

A faint, cold smile touched her lips as she spoke. “If someone dumps filth on you, you have to throw it right back.”