I'm Not a D*mn Reporter

"Those who can't bear seeing others doing well are really revolting. How black are your hearts? Is it so hard to wish others well? Did Han Zhuoli and Lu Man offend you? Some people are really too much!"

The one whose husband got wished to have affairs had her feathers ruffled. She pounced immediately. "Who are you scolding?! B*tch!"

"So you know how to get angry after such words were said to you? Then what right do you have to say similar things to Han Zhuoli and Lu Man? Scolding people when you've lost reasoning. Your character is easily seen."

Han Zhuoli was in good spirits at first, but seeing these mean comments made his face as dark as a thunderstorm.

Lu Man moved to close her phone, but Han Zhuoli took her phone from her. "Don't close it. I want to see how these people speak of you usually."

He'd been letting his girl feel so aggrieved on the Internet.