Chapter 311: An Insignificant Pawn

Su Qinglie lived in a duplex on the top floor of a luxury apartment in the east of the city. When the doorbell rang, a tinkling sound came from inside.

Immediately, the security door opened a crack, and Su Qinglie poked his eyes out.

Meng Anran stood there in a black windbreaker, followed by two staff members carrying cameras - people she borrowed from Jiayan Entertainment to be responsible for the live broadcast.

The moment he saw her, Su Qinglie's pupils trembled and he quickly wanted to close the door.

Meng Anran leaned against the door, a leisurely and calm smile on her face. "Cousin, it's not very polite to want to shut me out on our first meeting. Weren't you indignant criticizing me online? Why are you afraid to speak now that we're in person?"

After a lot of sarcasm, the photographer immediately turned the camera around and pointed it at the crack in the door, projecting the dark half of the face in front of the audience in the live broadcast room.

[What kind of weird live broadcast room have I accidentally entered? ]

[Meng Anran is really tough, he just showed up at my house carrying his live broadcast equipment?]

[First meeting? So Meng Anran had no idea who Su Qinglie was before? And he kept saying that someone forced him into prostitution? Is he crazy?]

[It's a frame-up. You can tell from his guilty expression now.]

Meng Anran exerted force on her wrist and pushed the door open. Su Qinglie stumbled back half a step, and the scene inside the house fell into the camera's defenseless capture.

It wasn't exactly resplendent, but it was certainly magnificent. How could someone who had fallen to working in a nightclub afford such a nice house?

Meng Anran walked slowly up to him, took out a tablet from her bag and opened a video. "Cousin, do you still remember this?"

Su Qinglie looked down and his face turned pale instantly - it was the video of his argument with the Meng family at his wedding five years ago.

All kinds of sarcastic remarks were heard, obviously coming from him and his father.

Afraid that the viewers in the live broadcast room would not understand what was going on if they only listened to the sound, Liu Zhi controlled the backstage to switch the screen and play the original video.

After learning the whole story, public opinion completely reversed, and those who had originally scolded Meng Anran now turned around and criticized Su Qinglie.

Meng Anran maintained a kind smile throughout, pulling out a document from her bag. "Back then, your family extorted one million yuan from my parents, and the court ordered you to repay the debt. We also compensated you for your reasonable medical expenses for the fight. This is a copy of the court verdict. Any questions?"

The camera immediately turned to the document, and Su Qinglie's forehead was covered in sweat. "So, so what? It was you who secretly tripped me up, making it so I couldn't find a proper job..."

Meng Anran snorted as if she had heard some ridiculous joke. "Your family used the money to buy a new car and furniture right after the extortion. The court gave you a deadline to repay the debt, and you couldn't pay it back, so you chose to work in a nightclub. How come you're blaming me now?"

Su Qinglie clenched his fists tightly, unable to find any words to refute.

No matter how hard he tried to think, he could not have predicted that an entrepreneur with such great social influence like Meng Anran would not hide and wait for the public relations team to handle everything when the negative news came out, but instead came to him in person.

This doesn't make sense at all!

Having said this and achieving his goal, Meng Anran was too lazy to waste any more words with him. He winked at the two photographers and told them it was time to call it a day.

The moment the red light on the camera went out, Meng Anran took two steps towards Su Qinglie and said in a low voice, "Congratulations, you've gone from being Bai Yujin's chess piece to being abandoned."

Su Qinglie's pupils trembled, he staggered back two steps and fell to the ground, staring at the smiling girl in horror.

She...how could she know!

"Don't be too surprised." Meng Anran squatted down and said meaningfully: "In this chess game, you are just an insignificant pawn."

After the live broadcast ended, topics such as #Meng Anran confronts Su Qinglie head-on# and #Su Qinglie's lie is confirmed# quickly became hot searches.

Su Qinglie's social media accounts were instantly attacked by angry netizens, and media outlets that once supported him also deleted their posts and distanced themselves from the matter.

In just a few hours, he went from being a "victim" to an "ungrateful person" that everyone wanted to kill.

In the business car, Meng Anran held a tablet and looked at the current entertainment trends, her red lips curled slightly.

Immediately, I sent a message to Meng Yushu: [Thank you, brother. The video was very helpful.]

[Meng Yu Shu]: It was you who had the foresight to keep the surveillance video. I just saved it for you.

[Meng Anran]: Anyway, thank you.

Ten minutes later, Ruiming Group’s official Weibo account posted a long article with several pictures of evidence attached.

First, Su Qinglie’s bank statements clearly showed that he had received a transfer of 500,000 yuan before he broke the news, and the remittance account was from overseas.

Secondly, the owner of the "Jinzun" nightclub confirmed that Su Qinglie was spotted by a wealthy woman not long after he started working in the store, and could be considered to be kept by her. There was no such thing as "being forced to accept customers" at all.

Third, Su Qinglie's phone call records with a woman clearly indicated to him: "As long as you insist that Meng Anran has a chaotic private life, money is not a problem."

Public opinion was completely blown away. It turned out that Su Qinglie was bribed.

But who is that woman? Why did she want to harm Meng Anran?

Perhaps there is a bigger conspiracy behind the world of capital.

The police soon came to arrest Su Qinglie.

"Mr. Su Qinglie, you are suspected of commercial defamation and fabricating evidence." The leading police officer held a piece of paper in his hand, his face as serious as Bao Gong. "This is an arrest warrant. Please come with us."

Su Qinglie had no way to refute his statement and was taken away into custody.

In the interrogation room, cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Finally, he couldn't stand the pressure anymore and confessed everything: "It was Bai Yujin! Bai Yujin instructed me to do this!"

The two policemen exchanged glances, and the interrogator turned to look at him again: "Who is this Bai Yujin you're talking about?"

"She's the wife of the former chairman of the Lu Group, Lu Zhong's wife! Meng Anran's former mother!"

Su Qinglie spoke quickly, eager to reveal everything in an effort to secure a lighter sentence. "I once hosted her when I was working in Jinzun, and she would come over every now and then. After the Lu Group went bankrupt, she asked me to resign and be with her, and then she put me up in that apartment in the east city."

The police pulled up a photo and asked, "Is this the white turmeric?"

Su Qinglie took a quick glance and nodded vigorously, "Yes! It's her!"

The police put down the phone and continued to question: "Where is she now?"

Su Qinglie was stunned for a moment, a look of confusion flashed in his eyes, and then he shook his head: "I don't know."

"You are being kept by her, but you don't know where she is?"

"I really don't know!" Su Qinglie frowned, and unconsciously raised his voice: "She always comes to see me. I don't know where she lives, nor do I know why she targets Meng Anran!"

The interrogator glanced at the note-taker beside him, who nodded slightly. He then said, "That's all for today. If you think of any useful information, please let us know immediately. The more evidence you provide, the higher the chances of a lighter sentence."

Su Qinglie nodded blankly, and suddenly remembered what Meng Anran said - he went from a chess piece to a discarded piece.

Since that was the case, there was no need for him to keep it a secret for Bai Yujin any longer.

"Oh right!" He suddenly remembered, "There's a man beside Bai Yujin. I saw him from a distance once. He looks very similar to Lu Heng, but he seems much older than Lu Heng."