Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Yet it was very obvious who had filmed the video.
Shen Zihao’s pupils shrank as he looked at Mei Feng in disbelief.
Panic was written all over her face now, and she gestured with her hands after a moment, saying, “It really wasn’t me! I- I- Why would I slander myself? As your father’s second marriage, I’m already laughed at. If people knew about this… I’d rather die!”
She was right.
All these years, in social events and such, where the wealthy would gather, Mei Feng had always been a subject of gossip.
Once, he had happened to be amidst a group of women and overheard them gossiping about Aunty Mei.
Hence, it was unlikely that she would hurt herself like this.
Kneeling down before the first wife was not the sort of embarrassing news that one would wish to spread.
Shen Zihao suddenly grabbed one of the bodyguards and interrogated, “Who instructed you to film the video? Say it!”
The bodyguard frowned and said at once, “It wasn’t me—”
Before he could finish, Shen Zihao threw a vicious punch across his face and said, “Who else could it be if it weren’t you? It’s already evident from the surveillance video.”
When the bodyguard heard this, his eyes lit up instead and exclaimed, “That’s right, Young Master, the surveillance video! It wasn’t just me who could have filmed from that angle. There was a surveillance camera too.”
There was a surveillance camera too.
Shen Zihao’s clenched fist froze in mid-air for the longest time as he contemplated the possibility.
Mei Feng was already sobbing quietly, as though she had finally found vindication.
Shen Zihao frowned.
He was thoroughly confused now.
He turned back to glance at Xia Yehua and then looked towards the sobbing Mei Feng, who seemed to be feeling terribly wronged.
Then his gaze fell on Mei Feng’s knees.
At this point, both sides had their own arguments and reasonings, so he no longer knew whom to believe.
Shen Xiu, however, was more direct. Looking at Xia Yehua, he shouted, “Oh, so you all were ready for us! If our bodyguard hadn’t been quick-witted, we could’ve been fooled by you.”
“Now what else have you got to say?”
Xia Yehua completely ignored the man.
Now both sides were quiet.
Shen Xiu looked at Shen Zihao and asked, “Zihao, what’s the hesitation? Don’t you understand what’s going on? Do you believe the woman who has abandoned you, rather than Aunty Mei who has been nothing but wholeheartedly good to you?”
Indeed.
Why was he doubting?
He felt a warm hand around his wrist at this point.
He paused and turned around. It was Xia Nuannuan.
She said to him, “Zichuan, without evidence we shouldn’t accuse anyone. Now there’s no proof that Aunty Mei filmed it, but there is also no evidence to say it was Mom, isn’t that so?
That’s right, there was no evidence in both aspects.
He understood what Xia Nuannuan was trying to say.
Impartiality.
Before Zihao could speak further, Xia Nuannuan interrupted, “Mom has a poor health, let’s leave things be for now.”
When she said this, Shen Zihao was reminded of how last time Xia Yehua almost didn’t make it through alive.
His pupils shrank and he immediately turned to look at Xia Yehua. She had turned very pale.
Clenching his fists, he reached out to hold Mei Feng steady and said, “Enough. Where this matter is concerned… I will investigate it thoroughly! Let’s go home for now.”
Mei Feng looked as though she was about to say something, but eventually held her tongue. Then she walked out after Shen Zihao.
After they left and as Shen Liangchuan was about to shut the front door, he spotted an express delivery courier standing outside. The courier said, “How are you, Sir? I have an express delivery item from Mr. Shen.”