"Mr. Qian, we've heard that you were the one who submitted the evidence regarding the Qian family's child trafficking, murder, and bribery. How did you learn about these things? Were you also involved in any part of the process?"
"As far as I know, you studied child psychology. Have you used your expertise to participate in these cases?"
"Did you report your father because of a change of heart or because you were willing to betray your own family for the greater good?"
"Mr. Meng, what are your thoughts on this case?"
"Mr. Qian..."
A group of people rushed up, and Meng Zhiyuan blocked the camera for Qian Yixuan.
“I can prove that the Qian family is guilty, so I took them to court. If you have evidence to prove that I colluded with them, then please use that evidence to take me to court, instead of making baseless accusations here.”
Qian Yixuan's overly frank gaze momentarily stunned the reporters. Seizing the opportunity, the bodyguards led the two out of the encirclement.
The scene of the two emerging was posted online and reported on television. Immediately, comments from passersby could be heard both online and on the street.
"I don't believe that two kinds of people can be raised in one family. Maybe he's just trying to protect himself by selling out his father first."
"Isn't he a painter? Aren't artists usually aloof and arrogant?"
"High-minded my foot! They're making a fortune, then they sue people, hey! They've earned a good reputation and keep making money."
"So, according to you, he's a ruthless person?"
"If he wasn't ruthless, would he have taken his own father to court? A 20-year sentence wasn't enough, he wanted the death penalty too?"
A group of elderly men were gathered in front of a convenience store, eating sunflower seeds, watching news reports, and having a lively discussion.
Equally vibrant are the various social media platforms.
Qian Yixuan's personal information has already been exposed, but apart from his basic personal information, nothing else about Meng Zhiyuan can be found. Even if someone wanted to publish it, it would only become a censored word.
"He's ruthless; he'd even sacrifice his own family for the greater good."
"Wow, they're both so handsome! Are they even real?!"
"Hey upstairs, watch out, this handsome guy is ruthless and could wipe out your whole family."
"If you can't speak properly, then don't speak. If you're upright, you have nothing to fear. Since someone was able to expose their father's dirty deeds and still get away unscathed, they must not have been involved in any of these things!"
"Women are all talk and no action; they only care about looks."
"What's wrong with being a woman! Weren't you born of a woman?"
"But he himself is a child psychologist, and those children..."
"He's a painter! I even went to one of his exhibitions and praised him. Thinking about it now, it's disgusting!"
"You can know a person's face but not their heart. I suggest you investigate him too!"
In the Meng family, two little heads were huddled together, their brows furrowed.
“No, Brother Qian isn’t that kind of person.” Meng Zhiyao grabbed Tang Li’s phone. He already knew a lot of characters, and now that he’s in school, he can understand at least 8 out of 10 comments.
“If he were that kind of person, Tang Wan wouldn’t have sent you there.” Tang Li didn’t trust Qian Yixuan, but he trusted Meng Wan.
"What should we do then?" Meng Zhiyao looked aggrieved, and his eyes reddened as he got excited, as if he was about to cry. Tang Li was most afraid of this expression on his face, as it made him look like he was going to bully him.
"Please reply to the comments and explain." He grabbed his phone somewhat anxiously and sent a message saying "You're all talking nonsense," but it was quickly drowned out by other comments.
Meng Zhiyao stared at Tang Li, who scratched his head, unsure of what to do.
"How about... we ask Tang Wan?"
Unfortunately, Meng Wan wasn't there. It was the weekend, and she had gone to follow up on the project that W.P and Cui Qingling were working on. She wouldn't be back until evening.
Meng Zhiyao finally saw Meng Wan return around 8 PM. Tang Li, naturally, then got to eat and drink for free all day.
"What's wrong?" Meng Wan asked, puzzled, as four eyes stared intently at her.
"The two kids have been waiting for you all day. Have you eaten? I'll make you a bowl of noodles."
"Mom, don't bother, I've already eaten with my friends."
"Are you going out again tomorrow?" Qin Yi was a little worried that Meng Wan had been leaving early and returning late lately and that she was not getting enough rest and was too tired.
Meng Wan nodded, "Things will get better after this busy period."
"Then I'll go cut some fruit for you." Qin Yi knew she couldn't help Meng Wan much, but she could make her home more comfortable.
Meng Wan knew that Qin Yi was the type of person who couldn't stop, so she let her be.
"Speak, who caused the trouble?" Meng Wan was already used to Tang Li appearing at the Meng family home. She sat on the sofa, looking at the two people standing in front of her.
Both of them shook their heads until Meng Zhiyao tugged at Tang Li's hand, at which point the latter reacted and handed his phone to Meng Wan.
Meng Wan raised an eyebrow, took the phone and swiped it, roughly understanding what the two meant.
"Want to speak up for your Brother Qian?"
Meng Zhiyao nodded, "Brother Qian is a very nice person."
Meng Wan ruffled his hair, a slight smile playing on her lips. "He's a really good person. Do you know what to do in this kind of situation?"
Meng Zhiyao shook her head.
"If you don't have enough power to silence these people, then express your attitude in your own way."
Both of them were a little confused, but they still nodded subconsciously.
"I'll give you my contact information; the rest is up to you. Can you do that?"
"Us?"
"You're the ones who wanted to seek justice for your brother Qian, so of course you should resolve it yourselves," Meng Wan said matter-of-factly. "If you don't want to..."
“Okay!” Meng Zhiyao interrupted Meng Wan.
"good!"
As if afraid Meng Wan hadn't heard, Meng Zhiyao said it again, and didn't forget to tug at Tang Li. Although the latter was still a little dazed, he nodded in response.
Soon, a video was quietly released online, and thanks to his secret manipulation in his later years, it quickly became a trending topic.
The video is dark, with only the dial tone before the call connects.
"Hello, is this Beep Beep Beep? In 2015, you were taken away from Anxin Orphanage by someone surnamed Qian, right?"
In the video, a childlike voice appears, but the person's name is blurred out.
"Yes! The dean said Mr. Qian is a good person and that he wants to adopt me." The person who answered the phone was also a child.
"Does Mr. Qian refer to Qian Yixuan?"
"No, it's a chubby man, not Brother Qian," the child retorted instinctively.
"Some people say that Qian Yixuan is using you to do bad things, is that true?" Tang Li's voice was distorted, but her feigned seriousness couldn't be masked by her childish tone.
"Brother Qian doesn't have any!" the child exclaimed, becoming somewhat agitated.
“I was taken to a dark place. I couldn’t open my eyes or move. I could only hear people saying things like, ‘This child’s blood type is the best match for my son.’”
"How do you know it's not Qian Yixuan if you can't open your eyes?"
"Brother Qian's voice isn't that bad!" It's clear that the child is a loyal supporter of Qian Yixuan.
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