The night grew deeper.
The Lin family villa was still brightly lit.
However, this light could not illuminate the darkness in the hearts of this family.
It couldn't warm that already cold heart.
Lin Hai sat at his desk, his fingers flying across the keyboard.
One after another, inflammatory words flowed from his fingertips.
Sometimes he frowned, sometimes he gritted his teeth, and sometimes he smiled smugly.
He was completely immersed in his own world, as if he were truly a messenger of justice, seeking justice for his sister.
He was completely unaware of how despicable and shameless his actions were.
He was completely unaware of the immense harm his words would cause Qin Yang.
All he knew was that he had to use Lin Wanrou's death to gain the greatest benefit for himself and the Lin family.
Lin's father and mother were not idle either.
One of them was on the phone, contacting various media outlets, preparing to disseminate Lin Hai's article as quickly as possible.
One of them was scrolling through his contacts, looking for connections he could use to put more pressure on Qin Yang through public opinion.
They worked together seamlessly, as if this were a play that had been rehearsed countless times.
However, the protagonist of this play is no longer here.
And yet, they continued to perform with all their might.
For money and profit, they are willing to sell their conscience and their family ties.
He was even willing to sacrifice his own daughter's life.
Are these kinds of family members really family?
Perhaps, in their eyes, family members are nothing more than tools that can be used.
A tool that can be used to satisfy one's own selfish desires.
Lin Wanrou was merely a tool in their hands.
A tool that they've worn out and ruined.
Now, they're going to use this tool for a final gamble.
They want to use this tool to gain their final benefit.
As for whether the tool will be completely destroyed as a result, they don't care at all.
Because, in their eyes, this tool has no value anymore.
The night was quiet.
Only inside the Lin family villa, the sounds of keyboard typing, telephone ringing, and low, chilling conversations still echoed.
These sounds, intertwined, create an ugly yet real picture.
A picture of distorted humanity and moral decay.
This scene is chilling.
Lin Hai's fingers flew across the keyboard. On the screen, lines of distorted text, like venomous snakes, flicked their scarlet tongues and crawled erratically.
He took a deep breath and began to weave a vicious lie.
"Qin Yang, you hypocritical scoundrel, I'm going to ruin your reputation!"
In his post, he wrote: "My younger sister, Lin Wanrou, is gentle, kind, beautiful, and generous, but unfortunately, she married a beast in human form—Qin Yang!"
"Qin Yang, the product manager of Fengling Group, appears glamorous on the surface, but is actually a complete scumbag!"
"He not only subjected Wanrou to long-term psychological abuse, but also repeatedly committed domestic violence against her!"
As Lin Hai wrote, he recalled the plot points he had read in various gossip news articles.
He embellished the story, portraying Qin Yang as a capricious, cruel, and ruthless demon.
"Wanrou has always endured all of this silently for the sake of her family and children."
"However, Qin Yang went even further, even having affairs and keeping mistresses!"
Lin Hai's lips curled into a cold smile. He seemed to see Qin Yang being cursed by thousands and completely trampled underfoot.
"What's most infuriating is that Qin Yang is actually a gigolo!"
“Every penny he spent was earned by Wanrou through hard work!”
"Not only was he ungrateful, but he also found fault with Wanrou in every way and would beat and scold her at the drop of a hat!"
Lin Hai became more and more excited as he wrote, his fingers almost flying.
He seemed to have transformed into the embodiment of justice, determined to cast Qin Yang, this demon, into hell.
"Poor Wanrou, she was tortured by him until she was covered in wounds, and finally died with resentment!"
"But Qin Yang is still at large, and he even wants to seize Wanrou's inheritance!"
A glint of greed flashed in Lin Hai's eyes.
He knew that as long as he ruined Qin Yang's reputation, the Lin family could rightfully take over everything from Lin Wanrou.
"Dear netizens, please open your eyes and see Qin Yang's true colors!"
"Let's work together to get justice for Wanrou and make this evil person receive the punishment they deserve!"
Lin Hai typed the last word and then clicked "Publish".
He let out a long sigh of relief, as if he had accomplished a great mission.
This post was like a boulder thrown into a lake, instantly creating a huge wave.
In the comments section, a barrage of insults, doubts, and condemnations poured in.
"My God, I never expected Qin Yang to be this kind of person!"
"What a beast in human form, worse than an animal!"
"Poor Lin Wanrou, may you rest in peace!"
"Has Fengling Group gone blind? How could they appoint someone like this as a minister!"
"Boycott Fengling Group! Get Qin Yang out of Fengling!"
Within minutes, the post was forwarded over 100,000 times.
An hour later, the number of reposts exceeded one million.
Qin Yang and Fengling Group were instantly thrust into the spotlight.
Countless netizens, acting as messengers of justice, launched a frenzied attack on Qin Yang and the Fengling Group.
They demanded that Fengling Group immediately dismiss Qin Yang from his position, or they would boycott all of Fengling Group's products.
The public relations department of Fengling Group is in a complete mess.
They tried to issue a statement to clarify the facts, but it was to no avail.
The netizens' emotions have been completely ignited by Lin Hai's post.
They simply did not believe any of Fengling Group's explanations.
Fengling Group's stock price began to plummet.
In just one morning, the company's market value evaporated by billions.
In the CEO's office, Shangguan Wan stared at the alarming numbers on the computer screen, her face ashen.
She turned her head and looked at Qin Yang sitting on the sofa, her eyes filled with worry.
"Honey, don't worry, I will definitely have the company issue a statement to clarify the facts."
Shangguan Wan's voice was firm and powerful.
She held Qin Yang's hand tightly, as if trying to give him strength.
Qin Yang looked at Shangguan Wan, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart.
He knew that Shangguan Wan truly loved him and genuinely believed in him.
If it were Lin Wanrou, her first thought would probably be how to extricate herself from the situation.
They might even push themselves out as a shield in order to protect themselves.
The difference is obvious when compared side-by-side.
Qin Yang gently patted Shangguan Wan's hand and said, "It's okay, don't worry."
"I've already called the police. The more you try to clarify these things, the more excited netizens get. It'll be fine once the police have investigated."
His voice was calm and composed, as if everything was under his control.
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