Chapter 142: Not everyone is as stupid as you
Chapter 142: Not everyone is as stupid as you
After saying that, she took out her phone and showed a photo. "And the night before last, you two were pulling and tugging at each other on the side of the road. Did you think no one would see you because it was late at night?" He Wanxiang said with great conviction, "Heaven is watching what people do!"
She grabbed Wen Jinye's hand, and sure enough, her slender, fair wrist was empty.
"Where's the bracelet? You used to flaunt it in public, didn't you? Even that night when you broke up with my husband, you wore the 20,000 yuan necklace he bought you."
Thinking of this, He Wanxiang was almost furious. "If I hadn't checked his shopping screenshots while he was sleeping, I wouldn't have known that he was willing to spend 20,000 yuan on something. I even thought he was going to give it to me as a surprise!"
He Wanxiang said viciously, "If it weren't for this bracelet, I probably wouldn't have discovered your affair so quickly. On Qixi Festival, you used the excuse of going on a business trip, but you were probably in your bed, you slut."
Wen Jin scoffed, "This affair has been going on for at least four months, how much longer do you expect it to be discovered?"
He Wanxiang's tone instantly rose, "So you admitted it after all!"
Wen Jin remained very rational and calm throughout, even her breathing remained undisturbed.
She took out her phone, looked down and searched for something, found a photo, and zoomed in.
"Only a section of the wrist remains. Is this the necklace you're talking about?"
He Wanxiang became even more agitated, "Give me back the necklace! It's marital property!"
The photo on the phone was suddenly enlarged right before He Wanxiang's eyes, revealing a woman wearing a yellow backless dress.
The photo was taken in a high-end restaurant.
"Then look, is the person in the photo on my phone the same person as the person in the photo on your phone?"
He Wanxiang carefully compared the photos. Even though the photos on her phone were taken in a dark environment and the people were blurry, she could still tell that it was the same person by comparing the back view, the similar head-to-shoulder ratio, and the same curly hair.
At this point, He Wanxiang's confidence was waning. "What do you mean? Don't think you can clear your name just because you straightened your hair today!"
Wen Jin's expression was cold; no one can remain calm when faced with a sudden injustice.
Because of He Wanxiang's brainless attempt to catch her cheating, she was forced to prove this absurd misunderstanding herself.
The entire Mingjing program has become a makeshift operation.
"Does this birthmark on your back look familiar?" Wen Jin also lowered her voice.
"How could I possibly recognize you?" He Wanxiang's voice remained sharp.
"It's alright." Wen Jin also lowered her eyes. "You'll become familiar with me soon."
As she finished speaking, her sharp gaze fell on Lin Zhiying, who was not far away.
An unfamiliar sense of oppression enveloped her, and Lin Zhiying felt a chill run down her spine for no apparent reason.
Wen Jin also grabbed the scissors on the table, took two steps in her high heels to Lin Zhiying, and pressed down on the back of her neck before she could react.
She was forced to do a lot of manual labor in high school, and she didn't stop working part-time during college.
Wen Jinye's strength was far beyond what a delicate girl like Lin Zhiying could match.
The scissors cut through the back of the shirt fabric.
"Sizzle—"
The exact same dark red birthmark came into He Wanxiang's view.
Her pupils suddenly contracted.
Even the dumbest person knows they've chosen the wrong person.
Lin Zhiying screamed wildly, "Wen Jinye, you're insane! You bitch!"
She casually tossed the scissors onto the ground.
The tip of the knife struck the ground with a crisp sound.
"I'll pay for this dress." Wen Jin also shook off Lin Zhiying. "Your retribution has come."
Why did her work badge happen to appear on Fatty Wang's car?
Why was He Wanxiang able to discover clues at this critical juncture?
Even the fire that consumed He Wanxiang's reason and mind was probably fueled by Lin Zhiying behind the scenes.
Lin Zhiying was trying to shift the blame to someone else using such a blatant and despicable tactic.
Not everyone is as stupid as you.
She turned to look at He Wanxiang again, "Of course, I will also investigate this indiscriminate slap of yours to the end."
Xiao Yin remained completely stunned throughout, watching Wen Jin with a face full of admiration, while Wen Jin confronted everything.
She dared not interrupt, fearing that her foolish idea might backfire and cause Wen Jin more trouble.
Now that the situation has reversed, Xiao Yin can finally speak up boldly.
"I'm not kidding, but your husband gives me nightmares every night if I get even a little close to him."
"There's someone over there who treats your husband like a treasure; everyone in the office knows that."
Lin Zhiying desperately tried to hide the birthmark on her back, her face showing panic and embarrassment.
"You're Wen Jinye's lackey, of course you'll speak up for her!"
He Wanxiang rolled up her sleeves, her shame and indignation at having mistaken the person for someone else, and her anger at having found the real mistress all surging up.
She stepped forward, grabbed Lin Zhiying's hair, and threw her to the ground.
"You little bitch, it was you!"
"Where's the bracelet? Where did you hide it? Give it back to me right now!"
"You like being promiscuous and a mistress, huh? I'll strip you naked right now!"
Lin Zhiying's scream, accompanied by the sound of a slap, echoed throughout the office.
Many people in the office had long disliked Lin Zhiying, and now they all took out their phones to record her.
Although no one spoke up for Wen Jinye just now, after all, they are all in the news industry, and the principle of self-preservation is ingrained in their bones.
Now that the truth was out, they started talking back and forth.
"You reap what you sow. It's hard to guess how Xiao Jin's work badge ended up in Director Wang's car after she took three days off."
"I've disliked her for a long time. I was supposed to be the one to cover the interview with Tangshi Group, but she intercepted it halfway through."
“Director Wang gave her far more than just a 20,000 yuan bracelet; he also gave her bags, shoes, and much more.”
After these inflammatory remarks were made, He Wanxiang slapped him even harder.
At this point, Fatty Wang, who had been pretending to be dead in his private office for half a day, finally couldn't help but show up.
He stepped forward and grabbed He Wanxiang, roaring, "He Wanxiang, haven't you caused enough trouble? Aren't you afraid of losing face?"
Lin Zhiying was thus able to escape.
Her face was red and swollen, and her clothes hung loosely on her body, making her look extremely disheveled.
He Wanxiang was being dragged by Fatty Wang, her voice shrill and hysterical, "You're not even ashamed of cheating, so what's so shameful about me catching you in the act? If you're so ashamed, then don't do it!"
"Can't we talk about this at home? Are you determined to ruin me? Do you have to make a scene on the whole TV station?"
"Go home and talk about it? Did you even give me a chance to talk about it when we got home? Do you know how disgusting your impatient attitude is?!"
The farce only ended with the intervention of security guards and police.
Because of the fight and disturbance, He Wanxiang and Fatty Wang were taken away by the police.
As he was leaving, Fatty Wang looked at the TV station executives behind the police, whose faces were ashen.
He stared intently at He Wanxiang. "My job is ruined. Are you satisfied now?"
"Destruction!" He Wanxiang was no longer concerned about anything. "No one will get away with this! Divorce! The children are mine! My family is rich, and you, you've lost your job as a test-taker in a small town, your reputation in the industry is ruined, just wait to be destitute!"
The office returned to tranquility.
Lin Zhiying has already run away.
At this moment, colleagues gradually gathered around to inquire about Wen Jinye.
"Xiao Jin, is your face alright?"
"Why don't you go to the hospital to get it checked out, so you don't get a scar?"
The side of her face that had been hit was already showing signs of redness and swelling. Wen Jin picked up her work badge that she had just recovered. "It's okay, I'll go to the pharmacy to get it treated."
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