Help! The Frosty Noble's Son Is in Love With Me!

Chapter 520 - 74: The Boss and the Secretary

Qu Fulan’s indifference indeed stirred up a public uproar.Someone recorded a video and uploaded it online, and some journalists took money to create news.

Amid the deliberate hype, the short video went viral, and Qu Fulan was severely criticized.

The criticisms extended even to Qu Fulan’s studio account, highlighting the extensive reach of netizens.

The studio account’s short videos were overwhelmingly criticized.

"Is this studio account hers? I’ll start scolding if I confirm I’m not in the wrong place."

"No mistake, this is it. Everyone, feel free to scold away, if it’s wrong, blame me!"

"Don’t just scold, remember to report her short videos until she shuts down!"

"I know this studio well, really liked its videos, but I didn’t expect the person behind it to be like this. So disappointing."

"Don’t you think these videos are morally inappropriate? For instance, filming harsh conditions in the mountains without helping, exploiting people for views for free."

"So it’s not surprising she would let her sister die, won’t even save her own family, let alone strangers."

"Saving a life is more rewarding than building a seven-story pagoda, and yet for her own sister, she lets her die. Isn’t she afraid of divine retribution?"

...

Netizens, misled by the momentum, were thrilled, as talking cost nothing and they got to deliver justice, so why not?

But a few remained rational, believing that it was Qu Fulan’s choice to donate, not an obligation.

"After all, it’s a kidney from her own body, it won’t grow back, netizens advocating justice without being in pain themselves is easy talk."

"Exactly, only the person experiencing it knows the pain, if it doesn’t affect you, you surely won’t be anxious."

"Without knowing the ins and outs, I won’t comment."

But these remarks were soon drowned out by online abuse, forcing these people into silence.

Online attention escalated, with some even organizing visits to Ms. Yao’s daughter—Qin Huan (Mr. Qu is for convenience, his surname is Tan).

Anything that could increase the attention and benefit her daughter, Ms. Yao of course wouldn’t refuse, even personally guiding people to the ward.

Several netizens from all over the place saw Tan Huan and were struck by her frail and pale appearance.

Mr. Qu could have such a beautiful daughter as Qu Fulan, and though Tan Huan wasn’t as pretty, she was still well above average.

People tend to be more forgiving towards attractive individuals, and paired with Tan Huan’s fragile and pale look akin to a sick Xi Shi, anyone seeing her would naturally feel sympathy.

Sympathy for Tan Huan only intensified the condemnation towards Qu Fulan.

Tan Huan also saw the online comments, and she hoped Qu Fulan would give in to the pressure and donate a kidney because she was in such unbearable pain, feeling worse than dying, and all she needed was a kidney to regain health and be free from agony.

Someone tormented by illness can’t find the time to consider someone else’s feelings amidst their own suffering.

Besides, she thought kidney donation involved anesthesia, it wouldn’t hurt, unlike her daily struggle being tortured by illness nearly to death; giving her a kidney wouldn’t kill.

Knowing Qu Fulan could save her but chose not to led Tan Huan to hold resentment.

Yes, Qu Fulan’s kidney was a match for Tan Huan’s, because when Mrs. Qu was hospitalized, she needed such tests, and Qu Fulan had been tested before.

Ms. Yao used every means to find out, desperate to save her daughter, feeling compelled.

Public discussion continued to ferment, and Ms. Yao, seeing those comments, thought they were incredibly malicious; how could Qu Fulan bear it?

Qu Fulan could bear it, but Ms. Yao couldn’t. The discourse had reached an extreme, and the netizens could only do so much.

In fact, many netizens spontaneously donated money, sent flowers and fruits, that sort of thing.

But what Tan Huan needed wasn’t these things; even the money for the surgery wasn’t a concern, it was a kidney she lacked.

"If it really doesn’t work out, let the netizens attack her mother, I don’t believe she could remain indifferent!" Tan Huan was driven to the brink of madness by torment, and if kidnapping weren’t illegal, she would’ve had someone bring Qu Fulan to the hospital for surgery herself.

Seeing her daughter’s agony, Ms. Yao felt as if she were being cut with a knife, "I’ll have someone handle it, don’t think too much about it, you need to rest."

"I’m in so much pain, I can’t take it anymore... it hurts so much..." Every cry of Tan Huan seemed to cut Ms. Yao to pieces.

She began contacting others, to have someone attack Ms. Qu.

This was something that Yao Heng undertook, but he didn’t act immediately. Instead, he planned to threaten Qu Fulan with it.

Because public opinion couldn’t force Qu Fulan out, which wasn’t what he expected, he ended up gaining nothing, and that wouldn’t do.

If Qu Fulan didn’t care about public opinion, surely she’d care about her mother?

Though Yao Heng’s plan was sound in his mind, he still didn’t see Qu Fulan. Just as he angrily leaked Ms. Qu’s information, another video quietly spread online.

First, there was a video of Mr. Qu hospitalized from a car accident, with Mrs. Qu taking meticulous care of him.

Then a video of Mrs. Qu’s illness, followed by Mr. Qu filing for divorce.

And then the timing of the marriage certificate, Qu Fulan’s age, and Tan Huan’s age.

There was no need to elaborate further, netizens were capable enough to grasp the situation clearly.

"Wow, so that means Ms. Yao is the mistress? Judging by Tan Huan’s age, she’s a mistress’ kid too?"

"Adultery during marriage, and while the wife was ill, good grief, let me catch my breath, my moral views are shattered."

"Didn’t anyone notice that when Mr. Tan was in a car accident, Ms. Qu took great care of him? And then he turns around and files for divorce, what a beast."

"So the situation now is, the mistress wants the original wife’s child to save her daughter? Did I understand that right?"

"You got it right, that’s exactly it. I just don’t understand where she gets the nerve."

"’Let me save the mistress’s daughter,’ I thought along those lines, and couldn’t help reaching for a knife."

"Oh for sure, stabbed them in their hearts, and still brazenly asked for help, utterly shameless!"

"When they were playing the victim earlier, not a word about being a mistress. They wanted to use public pressure to force the original wife’s child to donate a kidney. If they’d succeeded, we’d all be responsible."

"They were too despicable, deliberately concealing this level of information, misleading everyone."

"Remember the old lady selling misery at the hospital door? I thought she looked troublesome, sharp and mean, raising a mistress of a daughter proves she’s no good either."

"I even went to see the mistress’s child before, thought she was a poor white lotus at the time. In hindsight, what bad luck!"

...

Public opinion began to turn around.

Many marketing accounts re-posted, and those earlier videos were shared by marketing accounts too: initially, they were paid, and now with popularity and a chance to uphold justice, why not?

Ms. Yao had previously taken delight in seeing others scold Qu Fulan, but she couldn’t stand it when she and her whole family were criticized, and began to feel scared.