"Young Master Yichen, please calm down," his assistant advised cautiously.
The current expression on Jian Yichen's face was even more frightening than the time when he had gotten beaten up by the kidnappers.
"Calm down?" Jian Yichen asked with a smile. He looked at his assistant with penetrating eyes: "How do you want me to calm down?"
"Yes yes, I understand that this matter will not be easy to deal with. The entire Internet already knows about it. If we ask someone to delete the post, it will only make the public opinion more and more aggressive."
It was easy to delete the post. However, it would be difficult to calm the public opinion.
Once things got out of hand, it would be incredibly troublesome to deal with.
"Then go and find evidence! My sister never did those things! There must be evidence to prove her innocence!" Jian Yichen growled.
