Chapter 100 My domineering elder sister, face off head-on!



As soon as he opened his mouth, it hurt his heart. Seeing Meng Ke'er's face turn from pale to blue, Ye Wan just wanted to end it quickly. "If you don't like me, just say it! What kind of ability is it to instigate people to slander me behind my back?"

"Nothing happened tonight. You should pray to your ancestors for their kindness. Otherwise, would you dare to close your eyes and sleep at night? Aren't you afraid that evil spirits will come to your door and claim your life?"

After a brief moment of shock, Meng Keer came back to her senses.

I know that even if it is true, I can't show my weakness at this time, after all, there are so many fans watching.

Meng K'er pinched her palm and bit her lip. In just a moment, her eyes were filled with tears.

Ye Wan saw through it at a glance.

Haha, you're just pretending to be a fool, right? "Don't deny it..."

Ye Wan curled his lips and sneered, "The 20,000 deposit paid to Ying was transferred from the bank card of a person named Cheng Jing, right? That Cheng Jing is your assistant, right?"

"The remaining 80,000 yuan was also transferred to him by your assistant, but before that, it was transferred from your bank card."

"What, you think you did it perfectly? Don't be ridiculous!"

The mockery in his eyes was naked as Ye Wan stared directly at Meng Ke'er's pale face. "I'm right here. If you have anything to say, come at me! If you dare to plot against my fans again, hehe..."

There was an endless murderous aura bursting out from those cold eyes, which made people's heart palpitate.

Meng Ke'er shuddered and the video was disconnected.

The next moment, the barrage of comments exploded in both live broadcast rooms!

"Fuck, is the goddess declaring war unilaterally? This fighting power is amazing!"

"My domineering elder sister, let's fight head-on! I am totally convinced!"

"So, that Weiwei who jumped into the sea was a fan of Sister Wan, right? The black fan who has been jumping up and down to smear Sister Wan these days is Weiwei's boyfriend? Weiwei's depression is related to that scumbag black fan, right?"

"The one in front, you've revealed the truth!"

"Fuguang, is your name really Meng Ke'er? Did you really do what happened these past few days? I don't believe it, Fuguang, she must have spread rumors, right? Sue her! Report her to Feiyu!!!"

"Fuguang, I...ah, I won't say any more. Let's wait for the result! I hope you won't let us down!"

When Meng Ke'er came back to her senses from the shock, she saw what the barrage said.

Ye Wan's fans and confused passers-by were talking to each other, as if Ye Wan was a hero who came down on a colorful cloud to fight monsters.

Even though her fans said they supported her, one could still tell they lacked confidence.

What should she do? What should she do? Facing the 100 million fans online in the live broadcast room, Meng Keer's lips trembled slightly, "No, it's not me..."

"Do you have evidence that it wasn't you?"

"Isn't your name Meng Ke'er? Or is it Cheng Jing who contacted the scumbag's anti-fans, not your assistant?"

"Also, did you transfer any money from your bank card to the scumbag?"

Questions came one after another, and Meng Ke'er couldn't answer any of them.

It was not until this moment that she felt truly terrified. Meng K'er subconsciously raised her hand to turn off the live broadcast.

Turning back, he was facing the pale-faced assistant, "Sister Ke'er, what...what should we do?"

Instructing Ying Xiaokai to distort the facts and discredit Ye Wan is a trivial matter.

Yang Weiwei wanted to jump into the sea to commit suicide, but this was not Meng Keer's fault and was just a small matter.

But... what about their live streaming business? If they can't explain it clearly, what awaits Meng Ke'er next is a large number of fans leaving her, right? Ding-ling-ling...

The sudden ring of the cell phone startled Meng Ke'er and she jumped up.

On the other end of the phone, the contract agent, Sister Hu, spoke in a cold voice, no longer as enthusiastic and friendly as before, "Meng Ke'er, come to the company at nine o'clock tomorrow morning to discuss the termination of the contract and compensation!"

After hanging up the phone, Meng Keer collapsed on the ground.

(End of this chapter)


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