The increasingly loud and veiled insults from the crowd reached Yan Miao's ears, making her feel increasingly relaxed and comfortable.

The innocent, pure-hearted type is the most endearing to the heart.

She didn't believe Yan Sijin could withstand the pressure of public opinion.

So she knelt down and went forward to take Si Jin's hand, tears streaming down her face.

"Jingjing, I'm begging you on my behalf, please spare us for the sake of the years we've raised you... Ah!"

Before he could finish speaking, Si Jin suddenly slapped him across the face.

Yan Miao's breath hitched, and her pupils dilated instantly.

They seemed to have no belief that Si Jin would hit her under such circumstances.

Isn't he afraid of being cursed by thousands?

Unexpectedly, before Yan Miao could continue acting, the boy on the sickbed lowered his head, spat out a mouthful of blood, and coughed weakly twice.

Her eyes were red, as if she was suppressing her emotions to the extreme.

“My parents were in a car accident, and I was raised by my grandfather. You guys conspired to pull out my grandfather’s oxygen tube, seized the family property, and kicked me out of the house when I was only seven years old. What kind of attitude do you expect me to give you? Cough cough!”

As he spoke, he coughed twice more, his voice trembling slightly.

Isn't it supposed to be a competition of acting skills?

He wanted to see if a beautiful, strong, and tragic woman was more attractive than a pure and innocent woman.

Si Jin clutched her chest and continued, "I make a living on my own, playing e-sports and doing live streaming. I've never complained about you, so why won't you leave me alone?"

"My ears were shot by the assassins you hired, and I still can't hear clearly."

"Even after all this, how far do you want to push me?"

"Is it really necessary to involve so many people in distorting the truth just to get my grandfather's video will left behind?"

A will? What will?

Everyone was puzzled, including Yan Miao.

She had no recollection of her grandfather leaving a will.

Just as they were wondering what was going on, Si Jin turned on his computer and played a video of Old Master Yan from before his death.

He once said that he would hand over the reins of the Yan family to Si Jin's father.

According to the inheritance law, most of the Yan family's property should also be inherited by Si Jin.

However, the three sisters from my second uncle's family joined forces to kill Master Yan.

He drove the most suitable heir to the brink of mild depression.

Si Jin found this video in the ring that the original owner always carried with him; it was the last life-saving charm left to him by the original owner's father.

Once the will was issued, even though Yan Miao denied that he did these things to seize the property, he was unable to defend himself.

She could only stand there dumbfounded, watching Li Linyuan cooperate as he walked to Si Jin's side and coldly reminded her.

"I have already contacted a lawyer for this case, and we have filed an appeal together with Dai Kun's shooting and assault case."

"I'm giving you some face because you're a woman. Get out of here!"

Yan Miao shuddered at his final roar, and her mind went blank.

She's been accused of murder; once she's been labeled a murderer, how can she pretend otherwise...?

Isn't pretending to be innocent at this time even more disgusting?

Thinking this, tears of terror streamed down her face.

But Li Linyuan was clearly impatient. He grabbed the back of her short-sleeved shirt and threw her out of the ward like trash.

Public opinion, which was initially biased towards Yan Miao, completely shifted to the other side due to a little-known video recording of her will.

"Yan Sisi was having an affair with her sister's boyfriend not long ago. They have the same father, so what kind of good person could Yan Miao be?"

"Yan Sijin was robbed and beaten and hospitalized, and she still comes to cause trouble. She's really disgusting."

"I just want to say one thing: in the future, when you encounter something, don't jump to conclusions." Li Linyuan had followed them out at some point.

Close the ward door to prevent Jinjin from being disturbed.

He then coldly swept his gaze over the people around him whose attitudes had drastically changed, his voice chillingly cold.

He held the doorknob with one hand and chuckled nonchalantly, "After all, people whose attitudes change all the time are more disgusting than bad people."

Some people took it personally, blushing as they questioned, "Who are you talking about?"

"Oh, don't misunderstand, I'm not targeting you." The little green tea shook her head and casually straightened her cuffs.

"What I mean is, those who hurl insults without recognizing the truth are all trash."