Rich credence.

On the other side, Wen Sying's jaw clenched as she read the comments ongoing on the internet. Though she was not praying for anything better for herself, in her heart she was still wishing the ruin of Li Xue's comeback and career. But little did she know, the more she will pray ill for some, the higher they will get the lucks. If known, she would have prayed for the goods instead of the worst. 

"Argh! Why again? Why is she again so lucky? Was having Wenting in her support was not enough? How did she even manage to climb up to the grace of President Feng? How?" Wen Sying yelled, feeling a painful twist in her stomach.