Quick Transmigration: The Day I Blew Up My Housemate

2.18 CEO with a Tintin (18)

Hao Junli was warded for three days. Feng Mian brought over several clothes, light snacks, and his sketchbook on her second visit.

When Hao Junli woke up, he was not too surprised when the doctor delivered the news of his miscarriage. A range of complex emotions swirled inside him. The child was not his, but there was a deep sense of loss that felt as if they were his own. Hao Junli attributed the residual feelings as belonging to the original owner.

Feng Mian, for the duration of Hao Junli's hospitalisation, had made the ward an extension of her mini office. And even after he was brought home on the fourth day, she still worked from home. Wherever Hao Junli was, was where she brought over her work to. Secretary Hong had to even make a personal visit to the CEO's home to discuss work. Hao Junli could tell that while she was trying to spend time accompanying him, she was very much a busy person.

For the past few days, her phone had not stopped ringing. Feng Mian, in the end, just decided to entirely shut her phone off.

"I'm not sad you know. You don't have to stay with me all the time."

"Oh."

Feng Mian had accompanied Hao Junli so often partly because she was afraid that he was affected by the incident and could turn depressed without someone by his side. Knowing that his emotions were stable, she felt more at ease.

"I saw the news, someone spread over your company's black materials all over the internet." Hao Junli bit into an irregularly cut apple.

At the bedside, Feng Mian continued to unskillfully peel the skin of an apple with a knife. "I saw it too. I think they could have picked a better picture to show, I looked a bit ugly."

In the span of a week, her company had already been dragged through the mud under rumours of financial fraud. Internet trolls with their virtual saliva spat on her intensively, and some investors had already begun to withdraw their shares from the company.

She became the number one public enemy in seven short days. Moreover, her public relations team had stayed quiet much to the stupefaction of the citizen. Everyone in the company but her was panic-stricken. And here she was idling her days, away from public eyes, peeling fruits while chatting with her housemate.

Feng Mian scrolled through the comment sections of the news where she made headlines. Atrocious and nasty comments filled the screen, Feng Mian saw one comment saying that she should find a hole to crawl in and another telling her to go kill herself. She read them amusedly, one by one.

Back at Zhang Wei and Yu Yan's side, they had received an early morning surprise - a court letter from a Mr Li Xiaocheng had landed in their mailbox.

By the eighth day, new news whitewashing CEO Li had circulated. The people from orphanages and charity projects that she had previously donated money to began to speak up and issue their opinions. Statements popped out from their websites one after another, showing full support to Li Xiaocheng.

Charity A: This accusation is unfounded, who knew if those pictures of accounts were real or not? With today's technology, it could be that someone is forging these materials. Mr Li Xiaocheng is a kind-hearted soul who is willing to donate to the poor, it is hard to believe that he would do such things.

Charity B: The full story is not yet known and people are already rushing to throw mud at a good person. Mr Li Xiaocheng has yet to release a full statement of what had happened. We should all wait to listen to both sides of the stories.

Charity C: I call this accusation hogwash spread by those who envy Mr Li's success! You folks don't know this, but Mr Li had donated several million to charity funds. Our company works closely with children's' hospital. Mr Li had fully funded the surgery of fifteen children who would otherwise need to be put on the waiting list for not having enough money. If Mr Li had not put in money, our program would have already been shut down. Mr Li Xiaocheng is a hero!