Qingcheng Hospital.
Xi Ruzhu had specifically taken leave, skipping the senior year's social practice day activities, and instead came to the hospital early to wait for the DNA test results.
She couldn't help but laugh out loud while scrolling through her phone.
"The online trolls are really impressive; the insults in the comments don't repeat themselves."
"My second brother's fans, surprisingly, are also quite good at arguing. Without spending a dime, they managed to get the topic to trend to the second place for free."
"Xi Zuzi, the fake heiress, has her trending topic firmly suppressed by my genius violinist headline, and this feels amazing."
"Haha, in just a few hours, my Weibo followers have increased by a million..."
"Xi Zuzi, that village girl, doesn't even have a Weibo account. Otherwise, she might have already been shredded by the black fans!"
This was the most euphoric moment for Xi Ruzhu in a long time.
