Chapter 495: Chapter 495: Mr. Song Says: The Calm Use Wisdom in Matters

Tang Li continued to text: “Something happened tonight, if you see this, don’t worry about me, I have a way to handle it, I won’t be at a disadvantage.”

At the end of the text, she added an [OK] emoticon.

Looking at her carefree demeanor, Song Baiyan couldn’t help but laugh. By comparison, it seemed like he was worrying unnecessarily, and he couldn’t help but sigh.

Perhaps it’s truly a matter of being older, unable to match the agile thinking of these “young people”.

Just then, the office door was pushed open.

Ji Ming saw Mr. Song standing there and briefly reported: “Several major online platforms have received notifications, they will gradually remove relevant posts and topics. As for the Lishan side, they will start investigating the bungee jumping accident. Tomorrow morning, the Capital’s Office of Cyberspace Affairs will also summon several platform heads for a talk.”

Whether it’s forums or V-blog, topics such as [Tang Li the killer], [Punish the murderer Tang Li], and [Ban Tang Li] dominated all the trending lists.

“The police have already phoned the coach, informing him to come to the police station.” As he spoke, Ji Ming remembered something: “Netizens might go to the school to cause trouble, Mr. Song, do you want me to send someone…”

Before Ji Ming could finish, Song Baiyan turned around and interrupted him: “Postpone the meeting, there’s no need to delete the posts or topics for now, and let the police continue their investigation.”

“She’s no longer at the school, send Yuan Qin to her agent’s residence tomorrow.”

Ji Ming complied.

Looking at Mr. Song in his pajamas, Ji Ming hesitated before speaking up: “Mr. Song, you should rest early too. You’ll be visiting the United Kingdom in a few days; take care of your health.”

After Ji Ming left, Song Baiyan stayed in the office a while longer.

Tang Li lifted the covers to go to sleep, receiving a text message: “The quiet ones operate with wisdom, the impetuous ones act with courage.”

Leaning on the pillow, she silently recited the phrase, the screen light softening the hue of her eyes.

At the Lai family in the wee hours.

Receiving a call from Jiang Yuan, Lai Wenyan went to the study.

Learning about the turmoil online, he returned to the master bedroom with a dark expression. Ouyang Qian had already woken up and was putting on her robe: “I’ll help you get some late-night snacks.”

Suddenly, Lai Wenyan asked: “What’s going on online?”

Ouyang Qian paused in tying her belt.

“The whole internet is condemning Tang Li, calling her a murderer, and some are even digging into her family background,” Lai Wenyan said, suppressing his anger but his gaze at Ouyang Qian was cold and grim: “I heard it was Yuanyuan’s agent who made a video identifying Tang Li as plotting harm to Yuanyuan’s assistant.”

“It’s me who asked them to do this.”

Facing Lai Wenyan’s angry eyes, Ouyang Qian still continued: “Ah Li was posting online, slandering Yuanyuan for mistreating the assistant, as far as I know, it was she who forced the person to jump.”

At this, Ouyang Qian’s eyes welled up: “I’ve been married to you for so many years, I can tolerate everything except my two daughters being wronged. I can treat your child from outside as if they are my own, but I cannot tolerate her continually bullying my Yuanyuan!”

Lai Wenyan remained silent, his face stern.

Ouyang Qian added: “I just made Yuanyuan’s assistant tell the truth. If silent, the one condemned by everyone online now would be Yuanyuan. You don’t care for your own daughter, I will. If you want to protect the other girl, I can’t say anything, but likewise, you can’t stop me from protecting my own child.”

After a long pause, Lai Wenyan spoke: “In my heart, my daughters have always been just Xiaxia and Yuanyuan.”