Jiang Qing frowned.
The matter regarding President Su and Young Master Lin had indeed spread throughout Shangqing University.
However, those students at Shangqing University didn't dare reveal the true nature of their relationship to the outside world. Even if they did speak of it, they only dared to whisper it to those closest to them.
On the internet, no matter what method they tried, it was impossible to leak the fact that Young Master Lin and President Su were a couple.
Previously, a student from Shangqing University had found a reporter and disclosed the relationship between President Su and Young Master Lin. The newspaper, thrilled by the scoop, prepared to publish it. However, before the news could even reach the public eye, it was intercepted by President Su's people.
President Su had deployed personnel specifically to prevent any leaks regarding her relationship with Young Master Lin.
That newspaper was subsequently forced out of business by President Su.
As for the students involved, they were expelled from Shangqing University and exiled from Cloud City.
Their fate was broadcast to the entire student body of Shangqing University. Since then, the students haven't dared to leak any information about the couple online.
From that point on, let alone online, even offline—the moment they stepped out of the Shangqing University gates—they didn't dare breathe a single word concerning President Su and Young Master Lin.
Yet, this time, President Su actually wanted to personally vindicate Young Master Lin. This move truly shocked Jiang Qing.
Jiang Qing contacted the official Weibo administration.
"Our President Su wishes to verify her Weibo account. We would appreciate it if you could handle this."
Hearing this news, the staff at Weibo were also full of astonishment.
Doesn't President Su always prefer to stay behind the scenes?
Many reporters had tried to interview her, only to be rejected. The platform had also reached out to her in the past, hoping she would verify her account.
After all, President Su is the CEO of the Su Group, the largest conglomerate in the Great Xia Kingdom, and a legend in the business world. If she were to verify a Weibo account, it would undoubtedly bring a massive amount of traffic to their platform.
Unfortunately, she had always refused.
But this time, President Su actually contacted them proactively...
Was the sun rising from the west?
A Weibo staff member couldn't resist asking curiously via WeChat: "Secretary Jiang, why has President Su suddenly decided she wants to verify an account?"
Jiang Qing did not answer him.
She only muttered in her heart: *Why else? Isn't it just to personally prove her man's innocence?*
President Su was breaking all her precedents solely for Young Master Lin.
"You will know soon enough," Jiang Qing replied.
*Soon, President Su will make a post to clarify things for Young Master Lin.*
The Weibo staff member, not getting a direct answer from Jiang Qing, tactfully stopped asking. Instead, he followed Jiang Qing's instructions and dutifully proceeded to verify Su Hua's account.
When a manager at Weibo heard the news, he immediately slapped the table.
"Go! Arrange a trending topic immediately!"
The mysterious President of the Su Group. Rumors said she was beautiful—beautiful to the extreme. Other rumors claimed she looked like a terrifying, stern matron.
She was shrouded in mystery.
If the public knew she had verified a Weibo account, it would definitely bring a huge wave of traffic to Weibo.
"Yes, sir."
The subordinates went to arrange it.
moments later, the hashtag #SuGroupPresidentVerifiesWeiboAccount# shot to the number one spot on the trending list.
People who had been watching the drama unfold on Lin Xuan's side came running over to Su Hua's page to comment.
— "Holy crap! The legendary President of the Su Group actually verified a Weibo account!"
— "Rich sister, I don't want to work anymore. I'm hungry and want a sugar mommy."
Wang Dahe saw this comment while scrolling through Weibo.
He rolled his eyes hard.
*Being a kept man isn't in the cards for you; President Su is already taken.*
— "I wonder how beautiful this President Su is. Logically, someone from such a top-tier family shouldn't look too bad, but so many people say she looks like a strict, old nun..."
— "To the person above, stop dreaming. No matter what President Su looks like, her boyfriend won't be you."
— "Say, why did the Su Group President suddenly run over here to verify an account?"
— "Just as Lin Xuan is being mass-flamed, President Su verifies her account. She couldn't be here for Lin Xuan, could she?"
— "For Lin Xuan? How is that possible? If she were really doing this for Lin Xuan, she could have just used the Su Group's official account to prove his innocence. Why would she need to verify a new personal account? I reckon this is just a coincidence."
Many people kept refreshing Su Hua's account, wanting to see what her first post would be.
Seeing these comments, Wang Dahe stated with certainty, "President Su definitely, absolutely registered this Weibo for Xuanzi. She's surely going to post something to support Xuanzi soon."
The students from Shangqing University standing nearby nodded in agreement.
Outsiders might not know, but everyone at their school knew perfectly well that President Su and Lin Xuan were a couple. President Su verifying her Weibo at this specific time was definitely for Lin Xuan.
"I have to say, President Su really spoils Xuanzi," Wang Dahe said with a face full of envy. "How did Xuanzi get so lucky to meet a girlfriend like President Su?"
If he could meet a woman like President Su, he wouldn't have to worry about food or clothing for the rest of his life. He could just lie flat and be a kept man.
*Xuanzi really has ambition, still working hard to develop a company despite all this.*
*If it were me, why would I even bother trying?*
"It really is enviable for Lin Xuan. However, we also need to have some self-awareness. We don't have Lin Xuan's handsome looks, nor do we have his abilities. Why would an outstanding woman like President Su look at us?"
He was genuinely convinced by Lin Xuan's ability to land such an excellent woman.
"Now that you mention it, I find it strange," Wang Dahe said, stroking his chin. "Before, Xuanzi had that terrible haircut covering his looks, he was pining after another woman, and he didn't show any exceptional abilities. How did President Su fall for him?"
He really couldn't figure out what part of Xuanzi had attracted President Su back then.
Wang Dahe suddenly thought of the novels he had read.
"Do you think Xuanzi might have saved President Su when they were children?" Wang Dahe couldn't help but ask.
If that were the case, then President Su liking Xuanzi would make sense.
"Wang Dahe," a Shangqing University student rolled his eyes, "you read too many novels. 'Lin Xuan saved President Su as a child'—are you acting out a soap opera script here?"
This is reality, not a novel.
How could there be such a bizarre plot?
Wang Dahe glanced at him.
*Novels are derived from reality.*
*Who says it's impossible?*
*No, I have to grill Xuanzi properly some other day and find out exactly why President Su fell for him.*
Because everyone was focusing on Su Hua's homepage, the number of comments cursing Lin Xuan decreased significantly.
"Why hasn't President Su posted anything yet? It's been ten minutes."
The netizens were getting a bit impatient.
"I feel like we should just disperse. I bet President Su just verified the account for fun and won't actually post anything."
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