Ye Yuan silently walked over and cleaned the television screen with a tissue.

"Don’t waste your eggs on cheap people; even eggs cost a buck fifty now."

Ye Lu angrily tore at the bread in her hand, gritting her teeth:

"It pisses me off. It’s not the scummy opponents that scare me, it’s the scummy ones who can act. Look at the reporters on TV- they’ve all been fooled by her, and they even have expressions of being moved to tears. Where are their brains? Have they been eaten by dogs?"

Ye Yuan cleaned the screen, turned off the television, and turned on the computer.

"The reactions of those people don’t mean anything. As you’d expect, she surely arranged it all herself, to rally cheers for her. But what I’m afraid of is the reaction on the internet. Netizens are emotional; they don’t know the inside story, and are easily fooled by surface phenomena. Add in the internet trolls sent by Yuan Jiayin stirring things up, and it could provoke even more outrage."

Ye Lu also calmed down, her brows knitted together.

Even though she was angered to the point of death, she couldn’t deny that Yuan Jiayin’s move was extremely ruthless and powerful. She knew just what to do to stir the sympathy of the public and swing public opinion to her side.

"She’s crying so pitifully, threatening suicide, kneeling down and playing the perfect innocent victim, and even acting like she’s sacrificing for true love. I’m afraid she’ll actually manage to move quite a few fools."

Ye Yuan searched online, and when she saw what was inside, her small face became grave, her voice cold.

"Mommy, you guessed right. In just half an hour, social networks have exploded. Messages in support of that woman have breached hundreds of thousands, all filled with sympathy, encouragement, comfort, and support for her!"

Ye Lu’s face turned even grimmer. All the public opinion she and her son had worked so hard to stir up had been suppressed.

The impact of Yuan Jiayin’s interview was even more powerful than she had imagined.

"Look at this random interview." Ye Yuan opened a street interview video, where the reporter asked some people paying attention to this matter for their views on Yuan Jiayin.

Most of the interviewees were filled with anger.

"I never thought the truth would be like this. That ex-wife is unbelievably malicious and shameless, even driving someone to suicide. She should be thrown in jail, yes, put her in prison."

"Miss Yuan is so pitiful, but also strong and kind. Compared to that disgusting ex-wife, she’s practically an angel. Sure, she has a past, but she has reformed and is so kind; she’s full of positive energy. I support her."

"She said she wants to divorce the son of the Shang Group, willing to sacrifice for love. It’s so touching. Absolutely don’t divorce. If the boss of Shang Group abandons her because of this, we’ll all protest."

Ye Lu couldn’t listen any further, angrily shutting the laptop.

Yuan Jiayin was ruthless enough to have all the hatred and public opinion directed at her, and surely there were thousands, if not more, online who were fiercely critical of her.

"Now, it all depends on Shang Jingchen’s attitude!" Her face completely hardened.

Yuan Jiayin’s performance might be touching and stirring to others, but it also had quite a few defects.

If her bed partner, Shang Jingchen, couldn’t see through it all, then he would truly be an irredeemable fool.

Ye Yuan frowned: "I’m afraid Shang Jingchen’s attitude won’t be what we want. There were rumors he visited the suicidal Yuan Jiayin in the hospital."

"Can’t he tell whether her suicide attempt was real or fake?" Ye Lu scoffed.

"The problem is, Yuan Jiayin really did try to commit suicide."

Ye Lu was stunned: "Really?"

"That’s what makes her so formidable, this woman really knows how to be ruthless to herself."