Chapter 77 Wen Wanwan, what are you pretending to be innocent for?

Wen Shuheng frowned, and Su Zhenting's expression darkened further.

"What's the meaning?"

Su Zhenting asked in a deep voice, "What is it? We are guests leaving normally."

"Mr. Su, Mr. Wen, please be patient."

The security guard stepped to the side, extending his arm toward the side passage.

"President Yan is in the lounge. Please come over there."

"Let's discuss this."

Upon hearing this, Wen Wanwan's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition instantly gripped her heart.

Su Shiwan's face turned pale, and she instinctively wanted to back away.

But his path was blocked by security guards who were silently approaching from behind, so he had no choice but to follow them.

The air in the lounge was heavy and stagnant.

Yan Tingnan sat in the shadows at the head of the long sofa.

He sat in a relaxed posture, his long legs casually crossed, his fingers twirling a string of sandalwood beads, his wrists bony and prominent.

Su Ruan sat on the side single sofa, her shoulders and back straight, her expression calm.

Yan Yunye stood against the wall, his eyes vacant as if covered with a layer of dust.

In the corner, Liu Hu was being held down by two policemen, his hands wrapped in thick bandages, his face ashen, and he was trembling like a leaf.

Several reporters held their breath, their camera flashing red lights.

The Wen and Su families were led into this oppressive space.

The door closed behind me with a dull thud.

Su Shiwan's gaze swept across the entire room almost instinctively.

When they reached the corner, they saw Liu Hu, who was being held down by the police, his hands wrapped in bandages and trembling like rags.

Her pupils suddenly shrank to pinpoints, the color drained from her face instantly, and her legs went weak uncontrollably.

Liu Hu...

Didn't he run away?

Wen Shuheng's gaze swept over the police and the people being detained in the corner, finally landing on Yan Tingnan in the main seat.

"President Yan, what's going on?"

What exactly happened?

"We are all legitimate visitors to the exhibition. Isn't your behavior somewhat inappropriate?"

Yan Tingnan raised her eyes and glanced at Wen Shuheng.

He didn't answer Wen Shuheng directly, but simply nodded very slightly to Jing Huai.

Jing Huai stepped forward, his voice clear and steady, echoing throughout the quiet lounge.

“During yesterday’s setup, suspect Liu Hu carried strong acid and attempted to damage the Qingyan Art Foundation’s special exhibit, ‘Spring Passing,’ a posthumous work by Mr. Yan’s biological mother, Ms. Jiang Ya.”

His gaze swept over Su Shiwan's pale face.

"An investigation revealed that Liu Hu was instructed and hired by Ms. Su Shiwan."

"Ms. Su used the huge gambling debts of Liu Hu, which were held by her micro-loan company, to coerce him into committing crimes."

"After the operation failed, Liu Hu violently resisted arrest, causing Ms. Su Ruan, an employee of Qingyan, to suffer a severe blunt trauma to her left scapula, requiring seven stitches."

Jinghuai turned towards the police.

"The evidence chain, including witness testimonies, transfer records, and communication records, is complete."

"Qingyan will file a criminal incidental civil lawsuit against Ms. Su Shiwan and Liu Hu for the crimes of intentional damage to property, intentional injury, and endangering public safety, in order to seek compensation for all losses suffered by Qingyan and Ms. Su Ruan."

Every charge, every word, struck Su Shiwan like a heavy hammer.

"Slander! This is slander!"

Su Shiwan screamed suddenly, her voice sharp and piercing with fear.

Her body was trembling violently, and she clung tightly to Cen Xue's arm.

"I didn't! I don't know him!"

"Gambling debts and strong acid? What do they have to do with me?!"

Her eyes darted nervously over Liu Hu in the corner.

When Liu Hu met her gaze, he lowered his head in despair and let out a suppressed sob.

This response is more powerful than any accusation.

At this moment, Cen Xue no longer cared about appearances. She hugged her daughter tightly like a protective mother and shouted desperately in the direction of Jing Huai and the police.

"It's fake! It's all fake!"

"My daughter is innocent! She's been framed! That gambling addict is implicated!"

She pointed to Liu Hu, who was trembling in the corner.

"It was him! He must have taken money from someone else to harm my daughter!"

"You can't listen to a rotten person!"

Su Zhenting's face turned from ashen to purplish-brown.

The words "Xinrong Microfinance Company" that Jing Huai mentioned struck him hard.

That was the Su family's shady money bag, one of their foundations.

Now it's been laid bare before the police and reporters!

He took a deep breath and adopted the air of a family head.

"President Yan, there must be some misunderstanding here."

"Shiwan is immature and may have been taken advantage of."

Wen Shuheng frowned, grasping the key point.

"President Yan, this accusation is no small matter."

"Even if Ms. Su is involved in the case, the law will deal with it."

His voice was steady, tinged with both reserve and skepticism.

"President Yan, what is your intention in inviting the entire Wen family here?"

"What does the Wen family have to do with this matter?"

His refined face revealed an anger at being offended.

Yan Tingnan paused slightly as she held the Buddhist prayer beads, turning her gaze to Wen Shuheng.

"Mr. Wen, please calm down."

"When I do things, I make sure the chain of evidence is complete and leaves no blind spots."

He tilted his head slightly, gesturing to Jing Huai.

Jing Huai understood immediately and continued to add to the story.

"Police investigation revealed that the bank account from which the 500,000 yuan deposit for hiring Liu Hu was transferred was registered under the name of Wen Wanwan."

"The transfer time, IP address, and device information all point to Ms. Wen Wanwan herself operating the transaction."

"The evidence is conclusive and has been filed with the police."

Wen Shuheng suddenly turned his head and stared at his daughter beside him in disbelief.

"Wan Wan?!"

Shen Mingwei was also stunned and speechless.

"Wanwan? You were involved too?"

Su Shiwan, however, grasped at the last straw and pointed at Wen Wanwan, screaming hysterically.

"Did you hear that? It's her!"

"She gave me the money! She instructed me to do it!"

"Wen Wanwan, what are you pretending to be innocent for?"

"It was you! You did it all! You're the mastermind!!"

She unleashed all her fear and resentment, vowing to drag Wen Wanwan down to hell with her.

The focus shifted instantly!

All eyes were on Wen Wanwan.

Wen Wanwan's body stiffened, her expression one of utter astonishment.

"Sister Shiwan?"

Her eyes instantly reddened, and she looked at Su Shiwan with teary eyes.

"What are you talking about? When did I ever encourage you to do such a terrible thing?"

She turned to the crowd, tears welling in her eyes, maintaining the fragility and dignity of a noblewoman.

"That day at the Su family, I saw you looking depressed. I just thought it was a friendly chat between sisters. I mentioned that Ruan Ruan was in charge of an important project at Qingyan and everything was going smoothly."

"If I had known you were going to do something so terrible, I would have stopped you even if it cost me my life!"

Her logic was consistent, and she portrayed the unaware victim's attitude perfectly.

Wen Wanwan turned to the police and reporters, her eyes brimming with tears, looking utterly pitiful.

"As for the transfer..."

She took a deep breath, as if trying to recall.

“Sister Shiwan suddenly contacted me a few days ago, saying that her account was temporarily restricted and she needed to immediately transfer a material advance payment to an engineering manager named Liu Hu.”

"After so many years of sisterly friendship, how could I question her? Of course, I would immediately help her out."

"How could I have imagined that she would ask him to do such an illegal thing to harm Ruan Ruan?"

She looked at Su Shiwan, and tears finally streamed down her face, filled with the grief and indignation of being deceived.

"Sister Shiwan! I consider you my own sister!"

How could you use me like this? And then turn around and slander me?

"Ruan Ruan is my sister! How could I possibly harm her?"

She turned to Shen Mingwei, her voice trembling with genuine emotion as she cried.

"Mom! Believe me! I really don't know!"

This statement was flawless, sincere, and completely absolved him of any wrongdoing.