“Even though Kathleen may have done something wrong, she was punished by going to jail, where does Wen Shiyu put Hathaway by being so unrelenting?”
The netizens have been crusading against Wen Shiyu, feeling that she has gone too far.
Kathleen’s fans were even more aggressive in their words, hating Wenshiyu.
“Wen Shiyu, you b*tch, you killed our Kathleen, why don’t you go to hell?”
“Disregarding your mentor’s wishes, are you even worthy of playing the violin?”
“Wen Shiyu, get out of the music industry, get out of Vienna, you’re not welcome here!”
The internet was abuzz with controversy.
Xu Yan was the first to find out about the internet because he had been keeping an eye on Kathleen’s affairs.
He anxiously found Feng Shenye and reported, “President, something has happened, the young lady’s leaving Hathaway and Kathleen’s death have all been reported by the media, and they even blamed Kathleen’s death on the young lady, now the internet is full of negative news about the young lady.”
After hearing this, Feng Shenye immediately went online to check.
When he saw the vicious and unpleasant comments on the internet, he was not surprised and his face was very ugly.
He was especially furious when he saw that some people had actually told Wen Shiyu to go to hell.
How dare these people!
“Order it down, suppress all these news at all costs, I don’t want the young lady to see these things, and I don’t want this matter to spread to the country, understand what I mean?”
He ordered with a gloomy face, an aura of terror radiating around him.
If this were to make Wen Shiyu see these remarks, how upset she would be.
Xu Yan dared not slacken off and immediately led the order and left.
That afternoon, he returned to resume his orders, stating that it had been done.
In fact, it was indeed so.
The focus of the internet was now on Kathleen’s upcoming funeral.
Internet users and Kathleen’s fans have taken to the internet to pay their respects.
“Kathleen, have a good trip.”
And all these things, Wen Shiyu was not aware of at all.
Although she had already thought about this matter, she didn’t have the energy to pay attention to what was happening online at all because her mood was still somewhat affected.
……
The next morning, during breakfast, Feng Shenye suddenly said, “I’ve already asked Xu Yan to buy the tickets, after dinner later, we’ll go to the airport.”
Wen Shiyu froze for a moment, thinking it was a return trip to China, and didn’t say anything.
When she was ready to board the plane, Wen Shiyu turned around and took a longing look at the city she had lived in for several months, feeling a little sad inside.
This place had seen her grow from an obscure violinist to a well-known violinist in the industry, and had carried all her growth.
After getting on the plane, Wen Shiyu realised that Feng Shenye was not taking her back to China.
The two of them went to the romantic capital of F, Paris.
After a brief rest, Feng Shenye took Wen Shiyu to the many famous local attractions for a break.
The Eiffel Tower, the Palace of Versailles, the Champs-Elysées and so on.
Unfortunately, Wen Shiyu showed little interest.
As Feng Shenye watched, he became a bit anxious.
If things went on like this, he was worried that Wen Shiyu would suffocate herself.
Later in the evening, he waited for Wen Shiyu to fall asleep and called Xu Yan to arrange something.
……
The next day, after breakfast, Feng Shenye took Wen Shiyu to visit Notre Dame.
When he walked into the church, he left under the pretext of answering a phone call.
Wen Shiyu didn’t think much of it and sat alone in the church waiting.
At this time, an elderly nun walked over.
She stopped in front of Wen Shiyu and said in a kind voice, “You don’t look very unhappy, do you want to talk about it?”
Wen Shiyu looked up at the nun.
For some reason, she felt that the nun in front of her had a magic power that made people want to talk, so that she could not help but express the suppressed emotions in her heart.
“Something has happened to me, and I know that these things are not my fault, but I still feel very bad in my heart.”
“If it’s not your fault, why punish yourself with other people’s mistakes.”