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Ji Xingzhou took the initiative to send her a message.

Let's have dinner together tonight. (!)

The large red exclamation mark at the end stung his eyes.

Ji Xingzhou was stunned for a moment, his eyes filled with surprise.

His first thought wasn't that Jiang Weixi had deliberately deleted him.

It's more likely that there was a problem when she got her new phone, or maybe she accidentally clicked the wrong thing.

Ji Xingzhou clicked to request to add a friend.

His roommate yelled at him to focus on the game: "Xingzhou, what are you doing? Hurry up and make your move..."

"Here you are, don't rush."

Ji Xingzhou casually replied to Ji Dongxun with "Okay".

Then he put the matter out of his mind, not caring whether Jiang Weixi had approved it or not, and went back to playing games.

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Teacher Wei is out of danger again. He has just been transferred from the intensive care unit to a regular ward when some reporters, who don't know where they got the news from, came with their cameras and microphones.

Jiang Weixi called the hospital's security personnel, who, together with the medical staff, drove all the reporters out and locked the door.

In the ward.

Teacher Wei lay on the hospital bed, his eyes glazed over, lifeless, as if his soul had been taken away.

Luo Meimei and He Luqi sat to one side with worried expressions.

Liu Yuan frowned and asked, "How was the location of the ward leaked?"

Luo Meimei shook her head.

Many people know the address, so it's hard to say who leaked it.

He Luqi was scrolling through her phone when she suddenly called out.

"Xixi, come here quickly, someone filmed what happened yesterday."

In the video.

Wang Xue lay on the ground, clutching her stomach and crying in pain. Jiang Weixi looked down at her coldly. Bystanders pointed and whispered, full of accusations.

Text: What's wrong with female college students these days? Just because someone accidentally stepped on her shoe and got it dirty, she slapped a pregnant woman away?

The text was fabricated by the video uploader.

[On the front lines of gossip today: Are all college students these days so arrogant? Hitting a pregnant woman? Is that something a human being would do? She was just stepped on, is it really worth it?]

[I am the champion of justice: I recommend the school expel him. Someone with such violent tendencies doesn't deserve to be a student.]

[I just want to say something fair: no matter the reason, resorting to violence is wrong. Especially since the other person is pregnant. If something happens to the pregnant woman, can this woman take responsibility?]

[A man's life matters too: If a man who hits a woman is cyberbullied, what about a woman who hits a pregnant woman?]

[I'm a little frog, croak croak: Look at that girl, she just stood there after she finished hitting me, not flustered at all. Does she have some kind of background?]

[A gentle touch can be quite harsh: I suggest this girl also experience what it's like to be slapped in public. Let her learn her lesson.]

[A neutral bystander: Does anyone think the video is too short? What happened before? How did they suddenly start fighting?]

Below this comment, someone replied:

The text didn't say that just because someone stepped on your foot and it was dirty, you should hit them.

Does it matter what happened before? Hitting a pregnant woman is wrong.

[A pretty girl who loves to eat: Has anyone noticed how really pretty this girl is?]

Someone replied:

A beautiful exterior hides a wicked heart.

[Malice makes people ugly; I don't think she's pretty.]

[Get out of here if you're obsessed with looks.]

He Luqi glanced at Jiang Weixi, her face full of worry: "Let's release a video to clarify things. It was clearly that woman who had ill intentions first..."

Jiang Weixi remained calm and gently shook her head. "I'll handle this myself."

Jiang Weixi glanced at the video. It had just been posted last night and already had over 10 likes this morning, gaining a small amount of popularity.

She lowered her eyelids, pondered for a moment, and a plan slowly took shape in her mind.

Jiang Weixi walked to the window, found a well-lit spot, and started recording a video.

He Luqi thought she was going to issue a clarification statement.

The next second, Jiang Weixi spoke to the camera with an extremely arrogant tone: "Hello everyone, I am the girl who hit the pregnant woman. If she continues to appear in this hospital, I will still hit her."

After recording just two or three short sentences, I clicked "publish" immediately.

He Luqi's eyes widened: "Xixi, aren't you going to explain what happened?"

Jiang Weixi held her phone, looking down at herself in the video, laughing nonchalantly, without offering any further explanation.

She also commented below the popular video, repeating what she said in the video.

Soon, onlookers discovered her and clicked on her homepage through her comments.

Within minutes, her inbox was flooded with messages, with many people leaving comments under her videos.

[Holy crap, is this woman crazy? She hit someone and still dares to yell at them. Who does she think she is? She thinks she's right after hitting someone?]

[I suggest calling the police immediately. This person is guilty of disorderly conduct, right? She dared to hit a pregnant woman; what wouldn't she dare to do?]

[Which school did this delinquent girl run away from? She must have bullied others a lot.]

I was wondering if there was some hidden story... but after watching this video, there's no hidden story anymore.

My blood pressure is rising. What's wrong with this world? People are so self-righteous about hitting others.

Sisters, stop cursing. Cursing this kind of person is useless. I suggest you dox her and make her socially dead.

[The girl is quite pretty, how could she do something like this? What kind of upbringing did her parents give her?]

Jiang Weixi scrolled through the comments with a blank expression; the netizens' attacks didn't bother her at all.

She only hoped that the fire could burn brighter.

It got dark outside the window, and the sky was gloomy with dark clouds pressing down.

The rain was heavy and torrential, pounding against the windows with a crackling sound.

The world is shrouded in rain.

The wind blowing through the window made her skin feel cold, but her heart was burning with excitement.

She's going to take a big gamble.