After saying this, Ye Chuchu shed some symbolic tears.
Jiang Che's fans didn't understand Ye Chuchu and didn't understand what she meant. But Ye Chuchu's fans exploded, and they all focused on Ye Weiwei.
Those eyes were like knives, cutting into Ye Weiwei's body inch by inch, as if she was going to be executed in Ling Chi and then hung in front of the five gates for public display.
"Okay! It's you, a woman in jail, who harmed our family Chuchu again!"
"Hmph! I heard before that you seduced Chu Chu's fiancé, and now I see you seducing Jiang Che to blame Chu Chu! You are such a bitch!"
"Yes, we have never seen a woman as rubbish as you."
"Throw it and smash this little bitch to death!"
I don’t know who shouted something, but Ye Chuchu’s fans started throwing things at Ye Weiwei.
Rotten eggs, rotten vegetable leaves, shoes, etc., all flew towards Ye Weiwei...
Ye Chuchu pretended to open his arms to block Ye Weiwei, "Please, don't do this to my sister! She is my sister after all!"
"What sister, Chu Chu, don't be too kind!" A fan brought a big stone from nowhere and raised it above his head, intending to hit Ye Weiwei to death.
When Ye Chuchu saw the stone, she felt excited, but she didn't dare to show it on her face. She covered her mouth and cried, "Didn't you say you love me? Just love me, don't go to jail like this.
How is my sister? She is so pitiful. She is in jail and has a baby alone. No one has experienced as much hardship as her..."
"That's enough!" Ye Weiwei took Ye Chuchu's arm and pulled her behind her.
She saw clearly that Ye Chuchu's performance was exactly the same as before, and his expressions and movements remained unchanged. In the past, she would cooperate with Ye Chuchu, but now she can't.
She's not that stupid.
"Weiwei..." Ye Chuchu covered her mouth and shook her head vigorously, "Don't be like this, don't quarrel with my fans. They are my favorite people, just like you!"
"Are you tired?" Ye Weiwei pushed Ye Chuchu away and stepped forward to stand in front of the fans who were lifting stones.
When the fan saw Ye Weiwei pushing Ye Chuchu, his eyes were red with anger. He roared: "You bitch, how dare you push Chu Chu! Let me smash you to death!"
Ye Weiwei raised her hand, pointed at her forehead, and glared at the fan domineeringly, "Smash it here, hit it hard! If you smash it to death, you will go to jail! The crime of malicious homicide is either life imprisonment or the death penalty!"
"You, stop threatening people! We are not afraid of you!"
"Yes, a bitch like you deserves to die! We won't go to jail!"
Fans are crazy and dare to say anything.
Ye Weiwei's eyes became sharper, "You will know if you will go to jail or not! Sister is here, you smash it, report it to your family after smashing it, if you should go to jail, go to jail! Sister has been in jail, what is it like there?
Son, do you want me to tell you something! There is no mobile phone, no Internet, you can’t see the person you like, let alone eat meat!”
After resuming the Internet, Ye Weiwei still knew something about Ye Chuchu's idiot fans, and knew that they were all pampered people, so she wanted to tell them this now.
Isn’t he fierce? Isn’t he invincible? Then go to jail and try!
"Stop scaring us! How can being in jail be so miserable!" A fan who looked young pointed at Ye Weiwei and shouted.