Xiyan’s fans, Shengxia Guangnian, were furious, "What do you an?"
"Do you not even have an inkling about what we an?" Qiao Qianmo’s fans, Moli, were clearly more assertive, "Sumr is just a vain girl, she was with Mr. Ou for his money. Now that his company is in danger, she imdiately turned her back on him. Hmph, shaless!"
"Who are you calling shaless? It’s all online rumors, do you have any evidence? Who can prove that Sumr really broke up with Mr. Ou? Neither party has spoken up yet, so why is Sumr being labeled as greedy and being unfairly criticized by you?"
Qiao Qianmo’s fans defiantly retorted, "What, your idol dares to do it but is afraid of being gossiped about? She’s just a vain girl, thinking she’s worthy to compete with our Momo for the title of school beauty? Ha!"
The fans from both sides imdiately started arguing fiercely.
"We’ve never provoked you, yet you co here and mock our idol. What kind of decency is that!"
"Decency? Fans from Sumr’s cult talking to us about decency? If you’re so decent, how co you’re fans of soone as despicable as Sumr?"
"That’s enough! Is Qiao Qianmo really that clean? Always putting on a show, who is she trying to impress? She’s been clinging to Mr. Ou ti and ti again, has he ever paid any attention to her?!"
"Isn’t it because Sumr’s so cheap and deceitful? Our Momo isn’t as cunning as Sumr, is that why you mock us? What a joke! I believe through this incident, Mr. Ou will definitely see who truly cares for him!"
Originally, it was just a vote solicitation, but now the fans are arguing fiercely at the school’s west gate.
Among Xiyan’s fans, there was a girl with glasses and a few scars on her face, who walked forward with red eyes, "Say it again if you dare!"
One of Qiao Qianmo’s fans was not willing to back down, walked up, and pushed her, "Who are you trying to scare, you ugly monster?!"
The girl staggered backward, nearly falling but was steadied by soone holding her arm.
She turned her head to look.
Unbelievably... it was her idol!
"Sumr..." she was dumbfounded.
Xiyan softened her voice, "Are you okay?"
"Sumr, it really is you." The girl was about to cry.
Many of the fan club mbers were seeing their idol for the first ti and were overwheld with excitent.
Xiyan was originally passing by, heard from afar that her fans were arguing with Qiao Qianmo’s fans, and couldn’t help but co over to check.
Unexpectedly, upon arrival, she saw Qiao Qianmo’s fans being overbearing.
Xiyan coldly looked towards the opposite side, "Why did you push soone?"
Being swept by that gaze, the other side’s arrogance was sowhat quelled.
"She—she brought it upon herself!"
"Brought it upon herself?" Xiyan stepped forward, "I don’t care how you support Qiao Qianmo, but I protect my fans! Ridiculing others for their appearance is really pathetic! Even if you want to pick a fight, please know when to stop!"
She stood between the two opposing groups of fans, facing off with them alone, yet her presence wasn’t diminished at all!
The opposing side, montarily embarrassed, stepped up and pushed Xiyan, "You’re just garbage, what right do you have to lecture us?!"
But unexpectedly, the next second, Xiyan fiercely grabbed the wrist, reversed and held it tightly.
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