"What if? It's fun to lie to you?"

Yu Yizhou gritted his molars, "I knew it! You and Han Chen must have had an affair! We just broke up, and you got married to him. You must have gotten together before we broke up!"

Zhou Mo looked at him coldly and mocked: "Now that you have a beautiful woman in your arms, why do you still care about what happened before? You care so much about when Han Chen and I will get together...what? You still have unresolved feelings for me? Didn't you just do that?

Are you passionate about kissing the person next to you?"

Yu Yizhou clenched his fist and stared at Zhou Mo angrily.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Zhang Lanlan on the side immediately leaned into Yizhou's chest aggrievedly, "Brother Yizhou, is everything she said true? Have you still not forgotten her?"

"How is that possible!" Yu Yizhou shouted.

Zhou Mo snorted and rolled his eyes, "Since you have a new love, live your life with your new love and don't bother me again."

Zhang Lanlan looked at Yu Yizhou with a puzzled face, as if asking him for confirmation.

Yu Yizhou: "Don't listen to her nonsense. I didn't harass her. I asked him for a debt. Their family still owes me a sum of money that they haven't paid back."

"Who owes you money?" Zhou Mo asked.

"Didn't your father hit my leg? Don't forget, if he hadn't been older, he would have gone in by now!"

"You!" Zhou Mo said angrily, "Stop dreaming! We don't need to compensate at all. If we do, you can use my ID card to register a company, but that's against the law. If you don't get it, you'll have to go in!"

"Okay, you go sue me and see if I can get in!"

Zhou Mo gritted his teeth, "Let's wait and see!"

She turned and left.

This time she came to Yu Yizhou, wanting to warn him not to provoke the people around her.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Lanlan was also there.

Zhou Mo Shitu woke up Zhang Lanlan, but Yu Yizhou brainwashed her so deeply that Zhang Lanlan was completely blinded by Yu Yizhou.

As the saying goes, you can never wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep.

…

night.

As soon as Zhou Mo entered the house, he sat on the sofa and read "Neck Scarf".

Page after page, the more you read, the more frightening you become.

Some people on the Internet have started to humanize Han Chen, and some people have even posted photos of him online. This time it is not just a sideways photo, but a frontal photo and a side photo.

Not only are there photos of his life, but there are also photos of him wearing a white coat at work, and one photo even shows his nameplate clearly.

All kinds of news about Han Chen are flying all over the place, and Han Chen’s ID card and mobile phone number are the only ones that have been exposed.

There are also many celebrities who forwarded related messages.

Zhou Mo clicked on one at random and browsed through the comments below. They were like a bunch of monsters.

Those who talk about respecting LGBT, those who accuse Han Chen of being mentally ill, and those who directly escalate to the entire doctor group, say that most doctors are gay.

Zhou Mo was so angry that he vomited blood.

There are also some more irritating comments, saying that people like Han Chen should not be doctors.

Zhou Mo directly registered the "Bibo" trumpet on the spot and started arguing with those people.

After refuting all the comments that were personal attacks on Han Chen, Zhou Mo relieved himself.

Then she deleted "scarf".

What a cesspit.

Zhou Mo threw the phone aside and leaned weakly on the sofa.

How could things be like this?

I don’t know if Han Chen knew about this, or if it had any impact on him.

Zhou Mo struggled to get up, picked up his cell phone and dialed Han Chen.

It rang a few times before the call was connected.

"Hello..." Han Chen's voice on the other end of the phone was very lazy, as if he hadn't woken up.

"Are you sleeping?" Zhou Mo asked cautiously.

"Well..." Han Chen seemed to cheer up, "What's the matter?"

"Have you read the news on the Internet?"

"what news?"

Wow, Han Chen doesn’t know this yet.

"Are you playing with a 'scarf'?" Zhou Mo tried it out first.

"Not playing."

Zhou Mo fainted, "Hurry up and take a look."

"What?" Han Chen's voice was low, a little impatient.

The receiver suddenly fell silent, and Zhou Mo knew that he should be flipping through his phone.

After a while, Han Chen's voice suddenly came from the phone, "What is 'tongwives'?"

"..." Zhou Mo fainted completely, "You don't know?"

"have no idea."

Zhou Mo thought about it, how could he, a super straight man, know this?

"What kind of nonsense is this written?" Han Chen was very disgusted, "I can't understand it."

Zhou Mo was thinking about how to explain to him.

Han Chen added: "Who sent my photo?"

After a while, he asked: "How come you even have a workplace?"

Zhou Mo held his forehead and said, "You were raped, brother!"

"What did you call me?"

"..."

Zhou Mo swore that he just said it casually, in a sighing tone, similar to the way Li Kui addressed Song Jiang in "Water Margin".

"Don't worry about this, brother, think of a solution quickly. Do you still want to work?"

Han Chen is not a star-chasing person, he doesn’t go on such public social platforms, and he doesn’t understand the horrors of online doxxing and online violence.

Once the real address is leaked, a lot of unnecessary trouble will follow.

"What does my job have to do with it?"

Zhou Mo sighed, "Believe it or not, someone will be squatting on you at the door of your unit tomorrow. This is all good. If some crazy person appears, they may chop you with a knife!"

"Is it that serious?" Han Chen frowned.

"What if I don't have time to call you in the middle of the night?"

"Are you worried about me?"

"..."

Han Chen suddenly lost all sleep, "Are you worried about me?"

"..."

Han Chen: "Speak."

Zhou Mo: "Hurry up and find a way, don't let the public opinion ferment. By the way, isn't Liang Dongyan your cousin? Find him, he is a lawyer, he must have a solution."

Han Chen: "You haven't answered my question yet."

Zhou Mo was speechless and shouted into the phone: "I'm sick."

Then hang up the phone.

Unexpectedly, after a few seconds, Han Chen called back.

Zhou Mo hesitated and didn't answer.

Perhaps Han Chen realized that he was asking for trouble and hit him a few times in a row, then stopped.

Zhou Mo sat on the sofa, his head a mess.

Han Chen's question echoed in her mind.

He asked her if she cared about him.

Zhou Mo thought over and over again.

Finally came to the answer - it should be a concern.
To be continued...