"Sang Ning, this kind of joke isn’t funny at all." Duan Wenhu turned her stiff neck robotically to look at Sang Ning.
Sang Ning pointed her phone at Duan Wenhu, giving her a close-up for a second, then switched the front camera to herself. She waved to the lens and greeted, "Hello, friends in the livestream room! Looks like President Duan still hasn’t reacted yet. Let’s give her some time. Everyone double-tap 666 on the screen to interact with President Duan and help her feel the realness."
There was no "666"; instead, the comments were filled with messages urging Duan Wenhu to die.
[Go die, butcher! You don’t deserve to live in this world.]
[I’m utterly disgusted by Witch Duan. Not long ago, she was relentlessly accusing Sang Ning of being a dark force in the entertainment industry, building herself up as the devoted girlfriend who stood by her boyfriend come what may. At that time, I even sympathized with Qingyue’s plight and sincerely cursed Sang Ning on their behalf. Turns out, it was all Witch Duan orchestrating a ploy with Qingyue to fool everyone.]
[Sang Ning is so brave for livestreaming the truth. Let’s see how Duan Wenhu plans to defend herself now. From now on, any negative comments about Sang Ning I see online, I’ll assume they’re just Duan Wenhu’s attempt to shift netizens’ attention onto her.]
[Hurry up and call the police! Why hasn’t anyone called the cops yet? The real culprit is already out in the open! Don’t let her escape justice!]
[Hold on, hold on. Enthusiastic netizens have already called the police uncle; someone’s about to step in to uphold justice. Neither Duan Wenhu nor Li Sulan will escape!]
Sang Ning showed Duan Wenhu the comments flooding the livestream in real-time.
Things had now spiraled far beyond Duan Wenhu’s expectations. Her heart raced like a drum, her brain completely blank.
Switching back to the rear camera, Sang Ning used her phone to pan across the room, showing the scene to the netizens.
Duan Wenhu stood frozen like a wooden statue, Qingyue sat slumped on the ground like a defeated stray dog, while Li Sulan curled up in a ball on the floor.
Li Sulan listened to everything happening in the room, her heart already chilled to the bone. It was over! Everything was over!
Her sensory system sharper than ever, when Sang Ning’s phone lens swept over her, Li Sulan reflexively raised her hand to cover her face and screamed in a breakdown, "Don’t film me! Don’t film me!"
Sang Ning continued moving her phone, causing Qingyue’s emotions to snap the moment he saw the camera.
"Psycho! Psycho! Sang Ning, you’re insane! Just stop filming already, okay?" Qingyue clutched his head in his hands, trying to avoid the camera.
On the day Qingyue decided to trade his dignity for superficial success by selling his body, he thought he’d already abandoned all pride and self-respect. Even after recent revelations about his scandalous sugar baby arrangement, he had convinced himself he was strong enough to withstand everything the outside world threw at him.
But now, with his humiliation at Duan Wenhu’s hands livestreamed for thousands of netizens to watch, that long-buried sting of disgrace resurfaced like a haunting specter, threatening to drag him into a hellish abyss.
Under the dual assault of physical pain and emotional humiliation, Qingyue’s mental defenses were utterly shattered, his spirit slipping into disarray.
Suddenly, Qingyue found the strength to move his body. He no longer cowered with his head in his hands but adjusted into a kneeling position, moving forward on his knees toward Sang Ning.
"Sang Ning, have the police arrived? Please, can you ask them to come faster? I want to go to jail; I don’t want to stay out here embarrassing myself any longer." Qingyue reached to grab Sang Ning’s leg but found himself clutching at nothing as she stepped back.
"I’m guilty. I confess, I’m guilty! I was the one who drugged Shen Yi and set him up to be handed over to others! Please hurry and get the police to arrest me!" Qingyue cried out, tears streaming down his face.
[Unbelievable—who would’ve thought Qingyue could stoop so low?]
[Don’t send him to jail; jail is too good for him. Just pack him and Duan Wenhu up so they can die together.]
[This is absolutely riveting; the amount of information revealed today is overwhelming. I’m still trying to process it all. Sang Ning deserves the title of the Entertainment Industry’s Livestream Pioneer—today’s broadcast is one for the history books.]
Chu Tian had been in another private suite enjoying a spa session. In his view, Sang Ning hadn’t outright refused him, which meant his plan to use her to get closer to Hai Chuan was a sure thing.
He just needed to wait for Li Sulan and Duan Wenhu to entertain Sang Ning sufficiently and report their success back to him.
But Chu Tian hadn’t expected to hear the sound of police sirens on the top floor.
The sirens were loud and close, as if the police cars had stopped directly at the building’s entrance.
Chu Tian thought it was just the police passing by on a mission and didn’t dwell on it but couldn’t help feeling uneasy inside.
The sirens didn’t fade away but continued blaring without pause. Chu Tian couldn’t sit still and got up from the massage chair to leave the room and check what was going on.
He feared someone had done something illegal on his property and reported it to the police. Chu Tian prided himself on being a legitimate businessman and refused to let such a blemish tarnish his name.
"Where’s the manager? What’s happening downstairs? Why hasn’t anyone informed me about this?" Chu Tian, wrapped in a robe, stepped out of his suite, only to find no attendants waiting in the hallway.
Furious, he prepared to call the manager for a stern lecture.
Tightening his robe, Chu Tian headed back into his room to retrieve his phone when a familiar voice echoed down the hallway behind him: "Officers, there’s Boss Chu right up ahead. If you have any questions, you can ask him directly."
Chu Tian turned back to see the manager leading several uniformed police officers toward him.
Chu Tian froze momentarily as the lead officer approached him. "Mr. Chu, good evening. Mrs. Chu is suspected of being involved in a murder case. As a potential informant, we ask that you accompany us for questioning."
"What are you talking about? I have no idea what you’re saying!" Chu Tian stepped back warily, his palms clammy with cold sweat. Get full chapters from 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩⁂𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾⁂𝔫𝔢𝔱
At that moment, a private suite door down the hall opened, and Duan Wenhu stepped out.
Sighting her, Chu Tian was about to greet her to ease his growing embarrassment but stopped short as he noticed the handcuffs on her wrists. Two officers followed behind her.
Li Sulan and Qingyue emerged next, also in handcuffs.
Feeling as though the world had gone dark, Chu Tian nearly fainted. Then, he spotted Sang Ning walking out of the suite, composed and carefree, giving him a casual wave from afar.
A thin layer of sweat beaded his forehead as Chu Tian stammered, "Officers, surely you’ve heard that I..."
In the end, despite Chu Tian’s resistance, he was taken away by the police.
That night, the hottest breaking news was the arrest of Duan Wenhu and her associates.
Out of respect for the deceased Doctor Zhou, the matter was not excessively sensationalized. The arrest of Duan Wenhu’s group sparked only a brief uproar online before being suppressed.
What followed was even more explosive news.
#Hai Chuan CEO’s true identity revealed—is he Sang Ning’s celebrity boyfriend?#