Gu Zhiling curved her lips coldly.
She hadn't expected Gu Yiyi to be so bold.
It's not scary if someone is stupid, or bad, but being both stupid and bad is terrifying.
Jiang Xiangwan, seeing the Weibo post, couldn't help but get angry. Her little face wrinkled, and she whispered into her ear:
"How can Gu Yiyi be like this? She was the one who suggested the race, and she fell, it wasn't your doing. Posting this kind of Weibo is just deliberately directing it onto you!"
Gu Zhi chuckled coldly but didn't say anything. She saw that Dai Qian had also sent her a message on WeChat, asking about what happened that afternoon and how she planned to respond.
Gu Zhi just replied with eight words: "No need to worry, someone will handle it."
Having eaten such a silent loss, the program crew naturally didn't want to take the blame, and how could a national-level scenic spot be so easily provoked?
The audience in the live streaming room focused their gaze on the two of them.
