My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy

Chapter 126 What Do You Want To Do?

About ten minutes later, the Weibo was all about the topic that Ryan was forced to refute rumors.

Countless fans were once again incited.

Half an hour later, the topic “Ryan was forced to refute rumors” was the number one trending.

Some of his fans began to mislead others, saying it was true that Jocelyn seduced Ryan. The reason Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

why Ryan stood up to say such words was because Jocelyn forced him.

They even said that Jocelyn and her husband hadn’t intervened each other for a long time. Jocelyn

was a feisty bitch. She especially liked to seduce some good-looking fresh meat.

Immediately afterward, the group owner of Ryan’s fans group hired a large number of paid Internet

trolls and continued to frantically mislead others, insulting and cursing Jocelyn.

Others who didn't know the truth, began to join the battle frantically. For a while, it was in uproar on

Weibo.

Jocelyn's Weibo was bombarded frantically. Below her first three posts, there were all kinds of vicious

scolding.

It was in uproar on Weibo. Jocelyn, who woke up after a deep sleep, stretched herself lazily, flipped her

long black hair, and sat up slowly.

The moment she sat up, the hair draped over her shoulders naturally slipped behind her back. It was

slightly messy but with a different laziness and tenderness.

Without the makeup, her skin was still delicate, and her facial features were perfect without any flaws.

The splendid warm sunshine came in from the floor-to-ceiling windows next to her through the snow-

white tulle curtains. Her skin looked so good.

Stretching again, she habitually picked up her mobile phone, logged into Weibo, and watched today's

trending topics.

The top topic “Ryan was forced to refute the rumors” directly came into her eyes.

Jocelyn frowned in displeasure, and directly clicked into the topic to check the situation.

She first saw some paid Internet trolls posted some truth about the so-called Ryan refuting rumors...

After that, all kinds of extremely vicious remarks followed one after another.

"I just want to know when Jocelyn will go to the hell? How dirty is she after fucking so much fresh

meat? It's really dirtier than a whore."

"Jocelyn is really a slut. She looks very pure, but in fact, she has been fucked by many people. Stay

away from Ryan, or I will kill you."

"This woman is dirtier than whores. She actually wants to get Ryan? Who does she think she is?

Doesn't she look in the mirror to see herself? "

These words were more vicious than those last night, which had a stronger impact on her, but she still

didn't think it was a big deal.

She wasn’t surprised at all by all this.

Everything was expected.

Bella was just brainless. If she failed once, she would intensify her attacks and make things worse. She

had been always like this.

It seemed that Bella wouldn't stop until she took advantage of those fans to ruin Jocelyn this time.

Looking down, Jocelyn saw more than 9999 unread messages.

She simply chose to ignore it.

No need to look. She knew what those people had commented her.

At this moment, Paige made a call to her.

Jocelyn turned on the speakerphone, threw the phone on the bed, got up, pulled her long hair into a

low ponytail, and waited for Paige to speak.

"Ms. Murphy, have you seen it? It's starting again..." Paige's tone was very bad, showing great

impatience.

Jocelyn chuckled softly, "Well, I see. I’ve checked it. It’s Bella."

"Bella? Now that you've checked it, what do you want me to do? Expose her, and then... let her

experience the cyber violence?"

"No, let her continue making trouble now." Jocelyn responded softly, then tied a low ponytail with a

black hair tie, put on a white rabbit ear hair clasp, and walked directly to the bathroom with the phone.

"You mean don't move her now? Just wait?" Paige asked over there.

"Yes... Tell Ryan not to respond. No matter what others say, just don't respond." After saying that,

Jocelyn put the phone on the sink, squeezed the facial cleanser, and turned on the faucet. Then she

closed her eyes and started washing her face seriously.

Her delicate face was instantly covered by white foam. The faint smell of camellia lingered on the tip of

her nose, which seemed to appease all her unhappiness.

"You mean…"

"Anyway, Paige, don't worry about it. Just follow my instructions." Jocelyn said confidently.

"Okay, I'll listen to you. We have to teach Bella a good lesson." She said again.

"Okay, I'm going to wash my face."

After washing her face, she simply put on light makeup and a simple high ponytail. Then she made

some see-through bangs.

Afterwards, she walked in the walk-in closet and changed into a white shirt, a black small suit, black

high-waisted pants, and black stilettos.

The simple and neat match fully showed her perfect figure. She looked hot and charming.

Taking the black Chanel handbag, she looked at the full-length mirror inlaid with gold and diamonds,

took a deep breath, tried to adjust her state, forced a perfect smile, and walked downstairs.

When she walked to the first floor, a strong smell of toasted bread hit her nose. Besides, the warm

winter sunshine brought a touch of warmth to her heart.

Noah, who had just made the sandwiches, heard the sound, and immediately came out of the kitchen

with a plate of delicate sandwiches. He looked at her and said, "Let's have breakfast."

The white shirt, paired with black trousers, was clean and spotless. His nobility was unparalleled.

No matter how many times she saw such a handsome face, she would still be amazed.

Jocelyn smiled and followed him into the dining room.

On the dining table, there was warm milk, freshly squeezed orange juice, vegetable and fruit salad, and

omelet, which made people appetite.

Jocelyn sat down directly, picked up a sandwich and ate it.

Noah glanced at her lightly, and pushed a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice in front of her, "It

started again on Weibo. Do you really not need my help?"

Jocelyn put down the sandwich, took a sip of the orange juice in the glass, and shook her head. "Don't

worry. I have everything planned."

He looked at her, stopped talking, picked up the knife and fork, and silently ate the omelet in front of

him.