Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks

Ning Shu closed the door. “Leave me alone.”

She then sat on the bed and took out her laptop. The first thing she did was check the stock market. The Tang family company’s shares had fallen. And after such a massive scandal, they would keep falling.

The reason Father Wen refused to let her marry Tang Yu now was not that he felt sorry for her, but because the Tang family was no longer worth collaborating with.

Even if the Tang family survived the scandal, it would still be harmed by it.

Now just wasn’t the time to collaborate with them.

Ning Shu browsed the web. Some blurry, low-quality videos had already started circulating around the Internet.

When she clicked on the video and saw one of the videos she shot, she covered her eyes. The sound of the phrase, “Uncle, take me,” was even more horrible when played back.

Almost every video captured that sentence.

The videos became more and more popular, swiftly going viral.

There were all sorts of comments on them.

Some people said that Tang Yu and Bai Feifei were bitches and were sympathetic to Ning Shu.

Others said that Ning Shu was a shrew.

Ning Shu turned a blind eye to those comments.

Early the next morning, Ning Shu read the newspaper with a haggard expression. The scandal was front and center. She should go to the hospital to assess Tang Yu’s condition.

The entrance of the hospital was surrounded by reporters. The moment that they saw Ning Shu, they quickly surrounded her instead.

“Miss Wen, are you here to see Tang Yu?”

“Where is Miss Bai now? Do you know where Miss Bai has gone?”

“Will you and Tang Yu continue your relationship?”

“…”

They instantly bombarded Ning Shu with questions.

She looked increasingly haggard. “Please go away. This is a private matter between the Tang and Wen families.”

“I was very shocked to learn about this at the wedding. After thinking about it all night, I’ve also come to realize that melons forcefully twisted off the vine aren’t as sweet. If Bai Feifei is Tang Yu’s true love, I will bless their union.”

“Before, I couldn’t understand why Tang Yu wanted to hold the wedding before getting the marriage certificate in order. But now I know it’s because he had Bai Feifei in his heart,” Ning Shu said hoarsely. “Just forget about all of this. Please stop reporting it.”

“Is it true that Tang Yu killed Bai Feifei’s father?” the reporter asked again.

“I don’t know. I don’t know the finer details of Tang Yu’s company and its acquisitions. I don’t believe that he would do something like killing Bai Feifei’s father. Why did he adopt Bai Feifei then?” Ning Shu’s arguments on Tang Yu’s behalf were shallow at best.

She pushed the last reporter away and entered the hospital.

Tang Yu was awake and had gauze over his head injury. His face was extremely pale.

Tang Yu was watching a broadcast about the wedding when she entered.

“What are you doing here?” Tang Yu noticed that it was Ning Shu who opened the door and immediately looked away.

Ning Shu walked to the bed. She took in his pale complexion and the marks she’d left on his face. After one night, they were now much more visible.

What a pity about his handsome face.

“Has your health improved?” Ning Shu asked.

“What did you mean by what you told those reporters?” Tang Yu looked at Ning Shu with deep and dangerous eyes.

While Ning Shu appeared to be speaking on Tang Yu’s behalf, she had only confirmed the relationship between him and Bai Feifei.

“What do you mean? Weren’t you the one that said that melons forcefully twisted off the vine aren’t sweet? I’ve finally come to terms with it and gave the two of you my blessing, but now you blame me again? Tang Yu, what do you want me to do?” Ning Shu looked rather helpless.

Tang Yu closed his eyes, exhausted. When he opened them again, he said, “I don’t know where Bai Feifei is right now and there are reporters everywhere. Can you help me find her?”