'Seriously, live streaming is the easiest way to go wrong; she might accidentally reveal her true colors.'
Wen Yan also knew that it was inappropriate to say such a thing under these circumstances.
But she had her own plans.
She was not influenced by netizens and continued to talk to Brother Long according to her own plan.
"That's great, so you're sure both of these phones are yours, right?"
"Of course! What's there to be sure about? Didn't you see it came from my pocket, not someone else's?"
So the SIM card in the phone is yours too?
"No, I really can't stand you anymore." Brother Long has a short temper. "How did someone like you become a star by repeating the same thing over and over again? Is there no threshold to becoming a star? Did you even go to elementary school? Did your elementary school Chinese teacher teach you to speak concisely and clearly?"
Wen Yan raised an eyebrow, but did not interrupt Brother Long's rant. Instead, she patiently listened to him finish speaking.
She could have interrupted, but she was too lazy to do so.
Such a mid-way interruption looks like a disorderly and intense argument where you and I are talking back and forth.
She didn't like that.
Therefore, she waited until Brother Long finished speaking before continuing her own remarks.
"Okay, so you're now sure the SIM card belongs to you. Now, I'll ask you one more time: when Wen Cheng called me to borrow money, were you with him? Or were you together that day?"
"No! I'm not his nanny, why should I follow him everywhere he goes? Of course I wasn't with him that day, I didn't even see him!"
"Okay. Since you weren't with him at the time, your phone must have been in your own pocket, not in Wen Cheng's pocket."
"Otherwise what? Huh? My phone is in my own pocket, of course! What nonsense!"
"Okay! I've asked all the questions I needed to ask, and you've given very firm answers to every single one of them. Now, I'm going to show our viewers something else."
As Wen Yan spoke, she picked up her other phone again and pointed to one of the call logs.
"Look, everyone, this is the phone call I recorded earlier. Then, less than an hour later, another number called, and of course, I recorded that too. Now I'll play it for you all."
"...Okay, this recording is a bit short, and it's finished now. I believe everyone could tell that this call was also from Wen Chengcai. After I blocked his number, he called me again from a different number, continuing to ask me for money. I refused, and he asked if I wanted to know who my biological father was, as if he wanted to use that information to get money from me. I blocked him again. Then, he still wouldn't give up and started sending me text messages, which I blocked one by one."
"What I'm curious about now is, if I call these numbers one by one, who will answer the phone? Do they know Wen Chengcai, or are they in cahoots with him?"
No sooner had she finished speaking than Wen Yan dialed one of the numbers.
Surprisingly, at that same moment, Brother Long's phone rang in the opposite live stream room.
Wen Yan raised an eyebrow: "Didn't you say you didn't give your phone to Wen Chengcai and weren't with him that day? Why did your phone ring?"
Brother Long broke out in a cold sweat instantly.
Damn it, I forgot about that.
No wonder this woman kept talking about the phone.
He immediately hung up the phone and argued, "I don't answer telemarketing calls."
"Are you sure it wasn't me who called that? Otherwise, how come my connection dropped as soon as you hung up? What are you doing with your phone? Put it down! You're not thinking of blocking me right now, are you? Dare you put your phone in front of the camera for everyone to see?"
"Why would I show this to everyone? This is my privacy. Besides, if I say it's a sales call, then it's a sales call."
Not only did Brother Long not show the camera to everyone, he also blocked Wen Yan's number.
Wen Yan dialed again, and as expected, she was told that the other party was currently on another call.
Wen Yan kept the speakers on speakerphone throughout the entire process.
"As you can see, he's guilty and doesn't dare show us his phone."
"You're the one who's guilty!" Brother Long stubbornly insisted. "Who knows who you called? Maybe they were already on another call."
"Sure! Let's try them one by one. I've blocked so many numbers, and you have two phones, surely one of them will be yours."
At this point, the viewers in the live stream began to sigh.
'It's no use. He's already memorized your number. Even if you call again, he'll give you the same answer. He won't show us the screen and will insist that the person calling him wasn't you. There's nothing you can do about it.'
Sure enough, when Wen Yan called again, even though Brother Long's other phone rang, he stubbornly refused to admit it.
And he blocked Wen Yan's phone number again.
The viewers in the live chat couldn't help but sigh.
"Too many coincidences are no longer coincidences. I truly admire this Brother Long's shamelessness; when people are shameless, they become invincible. If I were exposed like that, I would have ended the broadcast immediately."
The next moment, Brother Long's phone rang again.
Now he held his phone up to the camera like he was showing off a treasure.
"Come on, come on, you wanted to see, right? I'll show you. Look at the other side first, she's dialing, right? But she can't get through. But I'm getting a call coming in!"
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