Chapter 145 Extreme Reversal: Standing Up for His Wife, the Crown Prince Seeks Revenge
The sound of the screen shattering came through the crack. Even though the unbearable things he didn't want to face or dared not face had become blurred beneath the crack, the events that had happened were still transmitted through the speaker, with Song Ying's voice coming through with perfect clarity.
But burying your head in the sand is ultimately futile.
Destroy one phone, and there are still millions more in the world.
Millions of other people were watching the live stream at the same time.
Zhang Chennan finally got tired of walking and slumped onto the sofa, and the sound from his phone stopped abruptly.
After presenting the embarrassing evidence, Song Ying left a message saying, "Actually, I'm also very curious about who was the one who did such a cruel thing to Mr. Zhang. However, I believe that the answer will only be revealed when Mr. Zhang comes online," and then ended the live stream.
Even a fool would have noticed the underlying meaning in this seemingly casual statement.
Zhang Chennan, a gambling addict who never reformed, suddenly jumped out and started shouting.
Should one believe a drug addict at the gambling table, or a hardworking, ambitious, and logically sound girl?
Anyone with a sound mind can tell right from wrong.
In no time, more and more voices were chasing after Zhang Chennan demanding an explanation.
Not only that, at this time, a person named Zhang Feng jumped out and claimed to be one of the founders of Shennan Design.
The design drafts from four years ago were mostly his work, but in order to help the brand raise funds, Zhang Chennan's name was added to the list of designers. The reason is that Zhang Chennan was responsible for contacting investors, and having his name on the list would be more convincing.
Who knew that Zhang Chennan was an ingrate? Especially after getting involved in drug use and embezzling studio funds four years ago, he ruthlessly kicked his old partner out of the business and spread rumors in the industry, making it impossible for his old partner to stay in the industry and forcing him to change careers.
Unlike Zhang Chennan, who started with just one picture and then made up the rest, Zhang Chennan's approach was different.
The designer released the screen recording directly.
Due to financial reasons, he hasn't changed his phone all these years, and his old chat history is still there.
From the initial partnership to establish the studio, to the final discussion of authorship, to Zhang Chennan's gambling-related seizure of the studio, and then to Zhang Chennan's intimidation and plagiarism of his partner's unreleased old manuscripts...
Each and every one of them was set in stone, and could not be hammered any further.
[It turns out that the things Zhang Chennan kept saying Song Ying did to him were actually things he had done to his business partners. No wonder he spoke so convincingly; it all really happened, only the characters had changed!]
[Gamblers deserve a terrible end! I knew it! I was wondering why Shen Nan Design's quality had plummeted since four years ago, and why they'd been ruthlessly exploiting their customers. I thought he was a victim, but it turns out it was all Zhang the gambler's doing!]
The real designers were ousted, leaving only scheming individuals. Shen Nan Design is no longer the same company it once was; it's a complete waste of all the years of my love for it. It's utterly disgusting!
[Waiting for judgment! Gamblers go to hell!]
The emergence of a new whistleblower was something Song Ying never expected.
Who would have thought that there were so many twists and turns within Shennan Design?
"These were found by someone, sir, during your live broadcast."
When Peng Wen called, he respectfully introduced Qin, who did good deeds anonymously.
"Zhang Feng was originally from the same hometown as Zhang Chennan. The two were admitted to the same university and later started a brand together. Zhang Chennan's family was rich, so he provided the initial capital. Zhang Feng contributed his technology as shares, and since he didn't contribute much money, he always accommodated Zhang Chennan."
"Moreover, when the news reached their hometown, everyone felt that Zhang Feng had taken advantage of Zhang Chennan, including Zhang Chennan's parents."
Four years ago, Zhang Feng was betrayed by Zhang Chennan. Zhang Feng originally wanted to seek an explanation, but after telling his parents about it, his parents, in order to avoid being criticized by the villagers, thought it was better to avoid trouble and kept advising Zhang Feng to swallow his anger.
"With Zhang Feng's financial situation at the time, he couldn't bring his parents to live in the city. If he and Zhang Chennan broke off relations, his parents, who were left in their hometown, would definitely be gossiped about. So after some struggle, Zhang Feng swallowed his anger."
"After finding Zhang Feng, the gentleman promised him that he would definitely ruin Zhang Chennan's reputation this time, so he went all out and spoke out."
If Peng Wen hadn't told her all this, Song Ying would have had no idea that there was such a hidden story behind what seemed like a coincidence.
Qin Shu...
He's so busy, yet he still has time to care about these little things of hers.
Knowing full well that she could do it on her own...
"Ashu, what is he doing now?"
"The gentleman is in Minghu Residential Area."
Song Ying frowned. "What are you doing there?"
Before Peng Wen could answer, Wen Jinzhao suddenly jumped up from the chair next to him.
"Found it! Minghu Residential Area!"
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Minghu Residential Area is where Zhang Chennan currently lives.
It was also the new place that Qian Lai arranged for him.
Keeping Zhang Chennan here until the matter is resolved can avoid a lot of unnecessary trouble.
But no matter how much they planned, they never expected that someone would sneak up here beforehand.
"Mr. Qin, what do you mean by this? Do you know whose side I work for?"
Pressed down to kneel by two burly bodyguards, a man who looked like a secretary raised his eyes and looked coldly at Qin Shu.
At this very moment, in Minghu Residential Area, Qin Shu was lazily leaning back on the sofa, gently playing with an empty vase on the table, looking at the mouth of the vase again and again, and even squeezing her eyes to peek inside.
"I don't know, and I'm not interested in knowing."
Qin Shu's voice was indifferent, as if he hadn't noticed the threat in the man's words.
Unexpectedly, Qin Shu reacted this way. The man struggled a couple of times, but was pressed down even harder.
"Qin Shu!"
"Quarrel."
As soon as Qin Shu uttered that word, someone immediately grabbed a tablecloth and stuffed it into the secretary's mouth.
On the other side, Zhang Chennan, who had been dumbfounded, finally came to his senses.
"Secretary Wang! Secretary Wang!"
In a frantic and tense state, Zhang Chennan never expected that as Qian Lai's personal secretary, he would be so vulnerable in front of Qin Shu.
Wasn't it agreed that Qin Shu was just a small-time entrepreneur who had barely partnered with someone to start an e-sports company?
Why is he so arrogant, even exuding a chilling and deadly aura?
Over the years, Zhang Chennan has been in debt, constantly on the run, and even had his hand chopped off – that was the closest he ever came to death.
But I never imagined that being stared at by Qin Shu would be far more terrifying than this moment.
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Ten minutes ago, he was sitting on the sofa.
Coming to my senses, I felt a pang of heartache and wanted to pick up my phone.
Just then, the door opened, and before he could react, he was pinned down by someone who rushed into the room.
The leader was Qin Shu—Qian Lai and his secretary Wang Shuguang had shown him the targets they were going to frame: Qin Shu and Song Ying.
But before he could make a move against Qin Shu, the other party came looking for him.
Not only that.
Perhaps because of the polarization of public opinion online after Song Ying's live broadcast, Wang Shuguang couldn't get through to him by phone, so he went directly to Minghu Community to find him.
As soon as they entered the house, they were detained by Qin Shu's men.
Then, the scene described above unfolded.
"Zhang Chennan, right?"
Qin Shu crossed his legs and lazily glanced over.
When Zhang Chennan was looked at by those fox-like eyes that exuded beastly ruthlessness, he instinctively shivered and didn't even dare to admit it, just kept burying his head.
It was as if as long as he buried himself deep enough, Qin Shu wouldn't be able to see him, and he could escape this calamity.
However.
"I'm asking you a question, are you mute?!"
The bodyguard on the left stepped on his foot.
The leather shoes landed firmly on his ankles, and Zhang Chennan clearly heard a soft cracking sound, followed by a sharp pain that pierced through his entire body.
"ah!--"
He let out a heart-wrenching cry of pain.
The veins on his forehead and neck were bulging; he had exerted too much force, and blood was seeping out again from his forehead, which had been simply bandaged.
Qin Shu didn't need his acknowledgment.
I blew on the mouth of the vase and heard the sound of wind passing through the cave.
"You're the one who said my wife hired dark forces to attack you, right?"
As he said this, Qin Shu's gaze fell on Zhang Chennan's forehead.
Lower your legs and lean forward.
With a stretch of his long arm, Qin Shu used his slender fingers with distinct knuckles to tear off the gauze from Zhang Chennan's forehead.
Perhaps the fracture in his ankle was too painful, because Zhang Chennan only let out a muffled groan.
Qin Shu gently stretched her neck and stood up.
She held a vase in her hand and twirled her wrist.
The tall figure stood before Zhang Chennan, who was kneeling on the ground, like an iron tower.
Feeling the oppressive aura, Zhang Chennan's face showed fear, and his voice trembled.
"Mr. Qin, I was wrong! I was really wrong... Please forgive me, please, Mr. Qin... It was all Wang Shuguang, yes, Wang Shuguang, and Qian Lai! They conspired together to make me ruin you and Miss Song."
“Yesterday at the KTV, I overheard Mr. Qian and the others saying that they wanted to ruin Miss Song, ruin Qingcheng, and that they wanted you and Miss Song to be played by them. It was all their fault, I'm innocent…”
"Mr. Qin, believe me, I'm an eyewitness, I can testify that they tried to harm you and your husband. Stay with me, I'll help you, I'm useful to you, Mr. Qin, I beg you, ah—"
Accompanying the sound of shattering porcelain was another heart-wrenching wail from Zhang Chennan.
The inferior porcelain was thicker than the glass bottle, so Qin Shu smashed it twice before the vase in his hand shattered and fell to the ground.
He casually tossed the bottle cap aside and took the wet wipe Peng Wen handed him to wipe his hands.
The fox's eyes, brimming with wildness, were deep and calm.
The sound was as cold as the wind blowing across a frozen river.
"Since you've made such a grand vow, why do you insist on saying that my wife hired someone to intimidate you and prevent you from getting what you want? Isn't that a real shame?"
"Also, Mr. Zhang, remember this: I, Qin Shu, never need anyone's help to deal with anyone."
After saying this, Qin Shu lifted his eyelids.
Without him saying anything more, Peng Wen waved his hand and said, "Take him to the police station and tell them that Zhang Chennan was beaten up by debt collectors and was rescued by the master and brought here."
That extremely familiar tone suggests he's done this kind of thing many times before.
Wang Shuguang, who was not far away, felt a sinking feeling in his heart and suddenly realized that they might have made a huge mistake.
That means the investigation into Qin Shu is not enough.
That's far from enough.
Who is this arrogant person?
The moment Qin Shu's men attacked Zhang Chennan, Wang Shuguang realized that President Qian had underestimated his opponent.
But by then, it was too late to regret it.
Seeing Qin Shu walking towards him, Wang Shuguang instinctively wanted to beg for mercy.
But there was only a whimpering sound.
Damn, my mouth is gagged!
"Secretary Wang, did you see that?"
Qin Shu used her toes to lift Wang Shuguang's chin and looked down at him.
"Even if you don't tell me, I'll still know who's behind you. You want to use someone else's power to intimidate you? Now, I'll show you how to snatch teeth from a tiger's mouth."
The capital city is ablaze with lights and bustling activity at night.
The wide, Champs-Élysées-style avenue is filled with the cars of celebrities and luxury vehicles.
The White Horse Club, in particular, with its Baroque style, is always bustling with visitors, and even the greeters at the entrance have a romantic and gentlemanly air about them.
This is where the city's elite gather; even those with tens of millions in assets feel intimidated walking down this street.
At that moment, the black Bentley stopped in front of the White Horse Club.
The car door opened, and two men in black suits shoved a man out. The man's mouth was taped shut with black tape, but passersby seemed to ignore it.
People came and went with the same joy, as if the scene before them was nothing out of the ordinary.
Peng Wen got out of the driver's seat and opened the car door. Only then did a long leg step out, wearing a black casual shirt and matching trousers.
The metal buckle belt around her waist made Qin Shu's waist look even more slender.
However, she did not appear weak at all.
A jacket was casually draped over his shoulders, and his beautiful fox-like eyes, illuminated by the shimmering lights of the White Horse Club, exuded a wild sharpness in the night.
Before the greeter at the door could ask any questions, Peng Wen had already taken out a card and waved it in front of the two of them.
The greeters, who were just moments before being gentlemanly and reserved, instantly became humble and respectful, almost bowing at a 90-degree angle, and their gazes toward the young man behind Peng Wen were filled with awe.
"Sir, it is an honor to have you here. Please follow me."
Wang Shuguang, who was being detained, accompanied Qian Lai to the Baima Guild Hall quite a few times.
Even towards Qian Lai, these people had never shown such excitement and humility.
For a time, he became increasingly curious about Qin Shu's identity.
But after curiosity came fear and inexplicable panic.
Only members of the White Horse Club are allowed free access to the club.
His net worth is at least 30 million or more.
Otherwise, you will only be eligible to enter if you are brought by a member.
The membership card that Peng Wen just showed is different from Qian Lai's gold card.
It was a black card.
At the White Horse Club, black card holders, unless they have a net worth of over a billion...
How could this young man, who has only recently started his own business, possibly do that?
The shock of the unknown turned into trembling.
Wang Shuguang, who had held a sliver of hope before coming here, expecting Qian Lai to back him up, began to tremble.
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Room 818.
Qian Lai sat in the main seat, surrounded by several stunningly beautiful women dressed in revealing clothes. He was the only green one among the myriad of beauties.
"Mr. Qian, these grapes are so sweet, let me feed you some~"
The delicate beauty in his arms picked up a grape with her slender fingers, peeled it, but did not put it directly into Qian Lai's mouth.
Instead, she gently bit her red lips as she welcomed her.
"Yan Yan is so sensible~"
Qian Lai extended his finger, touched the beauty's forehead, and then went straight to meet her.
Enjoying the soft, warm fragrance, he ate the grape.
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