Chapter 236: The PhD’s Way of Clapping Back
Before she could respond, Kieu Ly added:
“Besides, you’ve been rewatching concert videos nonstop. If that’s not lingering feelings for Minh Nhat, then what is?”
It was true that Huong Tra was rewatching the concert video—but it wasn’t because she wanted to gaze at Minh Nhat. She turned her laptop toward Kieu Ly, rewinding to the part where Kieu Ly appeared on screen:
“I’m not watching for Minh Nhat—I’m just here for the drama. The internet’s going crazy over you and your husband.”
Kieu Ly looked at the video in surprise. She wasn’t a social media addict, so she didn’t spend much time online. In fact, since yesterday she hadn’t checked social media at all. She hadn’t expected Minh Nhat’s concert clip to gain so much traction—especially the part where she and her husband appeared. That segment had been clipped, circulated, speculated on, and dissected by netizens, who even posted her husband's photo to confirm the identity of the mysterious dancer.
Only now did Kieu Ly pick up her phone and open her social media accounts. To her shock, both her and her husband’s backgrounds had gone viral. Even the old video of their public love confession had resurfaced. Once again, the internet was buzzing—people were frantically commenting and “asking for blessings” from their romance.
But history was repeating itself. Alongside comments praising their beautiful love story, there were also plenty of harsh criticisms aimed at her husband:
- Nguyen Toan Phuong is an incompetent CEO. A true leader should be someone who creates jobs for employees. But he only wants to streamline operations and lay people off. My branch was shut down, those whose contracts ended were let go, and the rest were transferred elsewhere. I thought working for a major corporation meant stability. I never imagined I’d be tossed aside like a squeezed lemon.
- Nguyen Toan Phuong only succeeded because of his privileged background—riding on his father’s coattails. He’s not talented, just another guy with a college degree trying to throw his weight around.
- If I were Nguyen Toan Phong, the first person I’d fire would be Nguyen Toan Phuong.
- All Nguyen Toan Phuong knows is how to fall in love. When it comes to work, he’s totally useless.
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To Kieu Ly, Nguyen Toan Phuong was the sun that lit up her life—a man who was both talented and virtuous. Reading these critical comments made her dizzy, as if the ground were tilting beneath her. For a moment, she wanted to shut off her phone and block out the world—just as she had during the post-“harem drama” years ago.
But this time, she didn’t handle it the same way. This time, she directly logged into her account and began arguing back with those anonymous users.
Sitting beside her, Huong Tra noticed Kieu Ly’s intense concentration—frowning slightly while typing furiously—and grew curious. She leaned over for a look, only to be stunned. Kieu Ly, who usually never argued, never wasted time on petty fights or debates, was now openly using her personal account to clap back at her husband’s antis.
Back when Huong Tra defended Minh Nhat online, she always used burner accounts. But Kieu Ly? She went all-in with her main account. It genuinely felt like Kieu Ly had just broken through her own limits.
And the way this PhD clapped back—now that hurt.
- You should rack your brain and ask yourself why someone you claim is “incompetent” had the authority to fire you. If you don’t want others deciding your fate, try becoming someone who makes the rules.
- Even being born lucky is a kind of genius.
- Don’t teach the rich how to spend their money, and don’t teach a CEO how to do his job.
- You’re not qualified to judge someone accomplished. Come with data, not noise. From what I see, the company stock is rising.
Finding Kieu Ly’s replies still a bit too polite, Huong Tra immediately messaged her own team, asking them to jump in using burner accounts while they had downtime. She was still mad at that sly fox Toan Phuong, but this was a different matter. He was still a friend—and the husband of her best friend. She wasn’t about to sit back and let others trash him.
Huong Tra herself jumped in with a burner too. There was no way she’d use her real account—too risky. As someone who sold products online, she couldn’t afford to get revenge-reviewed by ignorant trolls.