Money of dubious origin was quickly transferred abroad for settlement; everything seemed particularly deliberate.
However, these are not yet considered a major offensive.
The grand finale always comes last. Amidst the anticipation of the entire internet, Su Mu had footage of Mo Zhu before her death released. Her face was withered and bony, like a skeleton, and tears kept welling up in her empty eyes. Her hands, already covered in wrinkles and creases, seemed to have nowhere to rest. She appeared flustered and helpless, yet filled with remorse.
"I'm sorry everyone, I'm sorry for taking up too much of your public resources during this period. I admit that everything you saw before was premeditated. I just wanted money and wanted to use Jingjing to make a comeback. But I didn't expect that I would be too greedy and end up falling out with my partners, which is why I'm in this situation now."
"As the saying goes, a dying man's words are kind. I... I'm sorry to Jingjing. I never liked her when she was little, I never looked at her properly, and sometimes I even beat her and verbally abused her. I cheated on her before marriage. Yan Yan is older than Jingjing. I am an irresponsible father. The long arm of the law will eventually catch up with me. I deserve my current fate."
"Jingjing, I'm sorry. Dad hopes you can have a good life from now on."
A video of a self-confessed repentance was uploaded online and quickly went viral, garnering tens of millions of views in just one hour.
The evidence Su Mu had previously presented had already salvaged some of the public opinion. After this video was released, many people changed their opinion of Mo Jingjing, sympathized with her, and stood on her side. Of course, there was also a small number of netizens who still insisted that Mo Jingjing was wrong.
"My values have been completely shattered. I never imagined there were parents like this in the world."
"Just by looking at his bone structure, you can tell that Mo Zhu is no good person. He deserves to die. He drank his own daughter's blood, so his indigestion was a natural consequence."
"There are no parents who have done anything wrong. This video might have been forced to be made by Mo Jingjing."
"Watch the video carefully. Doesn't he keep gesturing with his hands? Is he trying to call for help?"
"If this video is real, Mo Zhu is indeed bad, but Mo Jingjing is no better. As the saying goes, if the upper beam is crooked, the lower beam will be crooked too!"
"You bunch of idiots, using your time to help others generate buzz and make money, this is obviously scripted. Some people these days will do anything to become famous, there's really no bottom line."
script?
Looking at the various comments online, Cheng Meng almost laughed out of anger.
Why the hell don't you go and film a script like that?
Just as she switched to her alternate account to vent her anger, the police station released a statement immediately, announcing that Mo Zhu's death was a natural one, but he had suffered inhumane treatment before his death. An investigation revealed that all of this was unrelated to Mo Jingjing, and the specific reasons for the abuse were still under further investigation.
...
On the other side.
foreign.
It should have been bedtime, but the villa was brightly lit, filled with the smell of gunpowder, and various clattering and banging sounds emanated from inside.
"Useless! Not only did you lose the person, but Su Mu even found them first. Tell me, how should I punish you for making such a huge mistake?"
After venting his emotions by smashing things, Buddha sat leisurely on the sofa, a terrifying light flashing in his eyes.
Upon hearing this, the subordinate standing amidst the shards trembled with fear: "Buddha...Buddha, spare us! We really did our best. Please give us another chance to make amends!"
"Heh, giving you another chance?" Buddha sneered, his tone rising and becoming even more chilling: "Do you know what that bastard Mo Zhu said to Su Mu?"
His subordinate looked terrified: "Isn't it just what's been leaked online?"
"Damn it, with your IQ, you think I'll give you another chance? Do you really think Su Mu is stupid? Just kill yourself, or I'll send your whole family down to join you!"
"Cough cough cough~"
This time, the Buddha was truly weakened. After letting out a roar, he couldn't control himself and started coughing violently.
Seeing this, the old butler quickly poured a glass of warm water and walked to the Buddha: "Master, have some water and calm down. Don't forget that old guy Mozhu still has some dirt on us. Some people have lived a miserable life and want to leave a good reputation after they die. Perhaps Mozhu didn't really say anything wrong except for what he said."
"Old Butler, even if Mo Zhu really said something, I'm not worried. Humph, I'm not even in the country anymore, and the laws here can't touch me. I just can't swallow this!"
After drinking a few sips of warm water, the Buddha felt much better.
"Buddha, do you still remember Xing Feifei?"
A cold glint flashed in the butler's eyes as he spoke up to remind the Buddha.
“Xing Feifei? Yeah, I had forgotten I was raising this thing. I’ve been raising her for so long, it’s time for her to do something for me.”
He didn't believe that all the good fortune was on those two young men!
In a slum in China, a woman who had been working a monotonous job, glued to the television for so long, was nearly driven mad. Her mind was foggy, and she was in a daze, yet she couldn't forget the hatred in her heart.
Even in my dreams, I keep calling out Mo Jingjing's name.
"Mo Jingjing, die! Mo Jingjing, die!"
"Bang!"
Suddenly, a loud bang rang in her ears as the tightly closed door was kicked open from the outside.
Turning her head, Xing Feifei looked at the person who had come. Far from being afraid, a look of surprise flashed across her face. She hurriedly got up and stepped forward: "Someone's here! That's great! Someone's finally here! You've come to save me, right? Hurry up and get me out of here. I'm going crazy here! I'll do anything as long as I can get out and kill Mo Jingjing."
"Are you sure? You'd do anything to kill Mo Jingjing?" The other person lifted Xing Feifei's chin with their index finger, their eyes filled with contempt as they looked down at her face.
"Yes, I'm willing!" Xing Feifei nodded vigorously, giving an affirmative answer.
"What if I asked you to die, in exchange for one life?"
The other person's voice was full of seduction.
"I do!" Xing Feifei nodded firmly, her face full of certainty.
...
The internet is like a plaza in the eye of the storm; soon something new will blow away the previous wind, attracting everyone in the plaza with fresh gossip, and while they are happily munching on it, they forget about the previous storm.
It only took about three days in total, because
The wave of public opinion brought about by the ink bamboo was then overwhelmed by other matters.
Soon, it was forgotten.
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