I Become A Burdensome Child After Transmigrating

Qin Feng’s company was already hiding him from the public.

His manager had rejected a recent job offer. To add salt to his wounds, the production team of “You Can Do It, Mate!” called him and told him that he did not need to participate in the next episode.

When Qin Feng heard this news, his face had turned pale. Most of his income came from this series. If he missed even one episode, he would lose more than a million yuan.

Who would have thought that just a few words would cause him to suffer such severe losses!

Qin Feng could not accept it. Was he going to let Su Shengjing have the upper hand like this?

He knew that since this situation hadn’t negatively affected Su Shengjing, his career would definitely grow. After all, his popularity was no less than that of an A-list celebrity.

Many people now wanted to work with him.

Thinking of this, Qin Feng suddenly felt a sense of doom.

This time, he had been too careless. However, he would not let the matter rest so easily. He was not the kind of person who would willingly submit to others. He would definitely think of a perfect plan to drag Su Shengjing down again.

If I could do it in the past, I can do it now again!

Qin Feng gritted his teeth. Suddenly, he thought of something and logged into a Weibo account.

He had registered this account as a female fan. Whenever he was free, he would use the tone of a fan in this account to praise himself. After logging in this time, he reposted the latest Weibo post on his main account with a message, “People with connections and sponsors are amazing. Big Brother is so pitiful.”

The person he was referring to was An Yuan. Qin Feng was basically insinuating that Su Shengjing was using An Yuan as a stepping stone.

After publishing this Weibo post, he uploaded a few more photos and commented: “Smart move.”

In these photos, An Yuan was talking to Su Shengjing and hugging Su Jiu. Some of these photos were taken at the entrance of the Li Corporation, while others were taken on the set. They implied that Su Shengjing was using his daughter to curry favor with An Yuan.

Not long after Qin Feng posted this from his fan account, he logged into his main account and liked the Weibo post that his alternate account had just posted.

Since Qin Feng had liked this post, his alternate account immediately attracted attention. The netizens were a little confused. “D*mn! Is Qin Feng hinting that Su Shengjing has connections?”

“I think so. Look at how close he is to An Yuan.”

“Could it be that An Yuan helped him from behind the scenes this time? Otherwise, where did the recording come from?”

“So what exactly happened? Did Qin Feng really say those words, or did Su Shengjing frame him on purpose? I’m so confused.”

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In the apartment, Su Jiu was scrolling through Weibo with Su Shengjing’s cell phone. When she saw Qin Feng’s post from his alternate account, she almost blurted out, “What the f*ck!”

When would Qin Feng stop?

This account looked like Qin Feng’s alternate account. After all, it had so few followers and interactions. Even if this account made a post on Weibo, it should not have been discovered for quite a while. Yet, Qin Feng had liked the post within ten minutes. Su Jiu suspected that the account was his.

If it were his, then he was too narcissistic. Almost every time he had posted on Weibo from this account, it was a photo of himself. He even used the alternate account to praise himself. “Big Brother is so handsome, so manly” and “I want to have Big Brother’s babies.” These posts made Su Jiu want to vomit!

She angrily said to Su Shengjing, who was preparing her milk powder, “Daddy, that bad uncle is talking about you again!”

Again?

Su Shengjing was incensed. However, he was not upset that Qin Feng had said anything about him. Rather, he was upset that the little girl had to worry about him.

She’s only four years old!

Su Shengjing did not want her to pay attention to the nonsense online, so he changed the topic and said, “Baby, how about you go play with the little brother next door?”