The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince! Chapter 852 - The Naughty Idol (1)

“Leave it to the adults,” Sheng Yize said in a tone as if he was cajoling a kid.

An Xiaxia wouldn’t have it. “I’m the mother to twin babies already! I’m not a kid anymore!”

Sheng Yize smiled. “My dear wife, are you sure you’re ready for a b.l.o.o.d.y battle like this?”

An Xiaxia nodded eagerly.

Sheng Yize tossed her a tablet. “Watch it quietly, then.”

An Xiaxia picked it up, refreshed the page, and cried out loudly.

“Mhm…”

She didn’t mean to, but Sheng Yize was killing it!

[User A]: Seriously? You want to convince us with some photoshopped pictures? Do you think we’re all idiots?

[User B]: How can anyone not see through such obvious incrimination? There was no conflict of interest between those two. Where is the motive?

[User C]: I smell a conspiracy… This post isn’t the real killer’s doing, is it?

[User D]: The wise will not listen to rumors. Use your brain.

–

Those were normal comments Sheng Yize had left, but they were reasonable enough to raise doubt and lead public opinion in the right direction.

Of course, most of the comments he left with alt accounts were things like “You stupid a.s.shole! Has your IQ abandoned you completely? There’s treatment for that, you know?”

The idea of someone as haughty and serious as Sheng Yize leaving comments like “you stupid a.s.shole” made An Xiaxia grin.

Sheng Yize put away the laptop unhurriedly, crossed his arms, and stared at An Xiaxia with unblinking eyes.

An Xiaxia was a little embarra.s.sed under his gaze. “What are you looking at?”

“My pretty wife,” he said matter-of-factly.

An Xiaxia blushed right away and realized that he was flirting with her again!

How could Mr. Idol here send out his pheromones any time he wanted?!

“Wait… weren’t you going to annihilate that b.i.t.c.h yourself?” Why had he stopped?

Sheng Yize gave her a “you poor little fool” look. “They say pregnancy turns a woman dumb for three years, and I see it’s true.”

“…” An Xiaxia asked in frustration, “Did you just ridicule me?”

Sheng Yize nodded and smiled. “Did you think I was going to sit here and leave comments all by myself?”

“Or what…” An Xiaxia looked dumbfounded.

“Have you ever heard of paid commenters?”

An Xiaxia understood right away. “Are you going to hire some of those?”

“Yup. 100,000 accounts is a good amount to start with.” Sheng Yize casually tossed out a number, then asked, “Do you think that’s enough?”

… Rich people were so annoying!

An Xiaxia wiped her imaginary sweat. “What if it’s not?”

“Then let’s have a million more.”

That c.o.c.ky tone made her want to punch him in the face.

An Xiaxia was utterly stupefied.

–

With the work of the paid commenters, public opinion soon turned around.

Following a lead, Sheng Yize managed to find the person that had created that post.

However, that man only stubbornly insisted that someone had sent him an anonymous message, asking him to create the post and offering him a considerable reward.

Beyond that, Sheng Yize found nothing.

Sheng Yize rubbed his forehead and turned to look at the little woman, who was fast asleep in bed. The frown remained on his face.

Knock, knock —

There was a tap on the door. Looking up, Sheng Yize found Qi Yanxi at the doorway, who asked hesitantly, “May I come in?”

Sheng Yize paused for a moment before nodding at him.

Qi Yanxi’s face softened involuntarily when he saw An Xiaxia. Sheng Yize then cast him a stern look. “What are you doing here?”