Chapter 58 Frame-up
The lounge shook violently, the thin plastic sheets on all sides colliding with each other, making crackling sounds. The walls seemed to be experiencing an earthquake, crumbling.
With Xu Jia's strong push, the plastic wall fell backwards, and the small lounge collapsed into ruins in an instant.
Ning Che didn't understand what was going on, and his hand was still being held by Xu Jia on his chest.
It seemed like a planned coincidence, and a scream woke everyone present.
"Vice President Lin Yu, what's wrong with you?"
Fu Linyu's female secretary ran to his side. The large number of reporters finally came to their senses.
There was a commotion in the audience, and the tables and chairs were thrown to pieces by the excited crowd. Instantly, cameras and guns surrounded the three people at the center of the storm, forming a circle so tight that no one could squeeze in.
The flashes flashed at a high frequency, and Ning Che was completely unable to open his eyes due to the sudden brightness. The clicking sounds of shutters were deafening.
In a blink of an eye, Xu Jia turned into Fu Linyu, who was powerless and helpless, and Fu Linyu, who was in a hopeless situation.
He collapsed to the ground, holding his chest and backing away with his legs tucked up.
Her hand trembled as she pointed at Ning Che, her voice trembling. She was terrified to the max, and Yin Wu's disguise was zero. She looked like a complete victim.
"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, please don't kill me!"
"I know that neither you nor my elder brother would like me to join the company."
"But don't kill me!"
Fu Linyu's secretary stood in front of him, shouting, "Call the police! Call the police!"
She took off her suit jacket and draped it over Fu Linyu, perfectly covering the wound. Pointing at Ning Che, she angrily shouted, "Not only did you have a fake marriage with President Fu, but you also used the Fu Group's name to harm children, and then you used the Fu Group's name to lynch our employees. Now you want to kill our Vice President Lin Yu."
Her face flushed red, her eyes filled with grief and indignation, as if she had finally burned her bridges after being oppressed for so long.
"This is a society ruled by law. Do you really think we dare not call the police?"
After yelling, the woman panted and knelt beside Fu Linyu, crying and wiping her tears. "You are too kind, which is why they can continue to bully you."
She cried bitterly, but what she revealed was enough to shock the entire city.
The media immediately changed the subject and focused on the shocking gossip about the infighting within these groups.
"Excuse me, Mr. Ning, is this lady's story about a fake marriage true?"
"Please tell me why you want to harm children?"
"Is it true that Fu's employees were lynched?"
"Why did you stab Vice President Lin Yu with a knife?"
"Can this be interpreted as you having a sadistic tendency?"
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The media's questions came like a huge wave, pouring down on Ning Che, who stood there in a daze.
The voices overlapped, making them so noisy and harsh that Ning Che couldn't even hear what they were saying.
He lowered his head slightly, his long eyelashes resting on his eyelids, avoiding the stimulation of the flash, and the scene in front of him became a little clearer.
The dagger was still held in his hand, with a small spot of bright red on the tip of the blade.
It was his own blood.
The throat tastes fishy and sweet, and the strength gradually recovers as the pheromones disappear.
Ning Che raised his head and immediately looked for Fu Chengyun.
There was a vast sea of people in front of him, faces hidden behind various cameras, and densely packed microphones held in front of him.
Amid the crowd, he squinted his eyes and searched hard.
In the end, all I saw was a panicked face.
Fu Linyu tearfully faced the media: "This is the Fu family's family affair. Please don't force him anymore. After all, he is my eldest brother's omega."
The secretary immediately stopped Fu Linyu, indignant. "Stop being so soft-hearted."
She sat up straight and faced the media with a look of righteousness on her face.
"Everyone, they are going too far. I have to say it."
She waved in a certain direction, and the crowd of people, as dense as a solid wall, was instantly blocked by a team of black-clad bodyguards.
Two alphas in bodyguard uniforms were brought to the stage as witnesses to Ning Che's lynching.
The two men walked with trembling legs and their heads were wrapped in thick gauze.
The truth speaks for itself.
The secretary pulled a folded piece of paper from her shirt pocket. She unfolded it and laid it flat on the floor. It was a certificate of injury, with the tax bureau director's signature in the lower right corner.
"Everyone, this is the injury assessment of a six-year-old child with a broken right arm." She winked at the outside of the crowd, and only continued after seeing the two bodyguards walking towards the corner where Fu Chengyun was squeezed. "This matter has never been made public. I wonder if this is considered a cover-up by President Fu?"
The media caught on to the conversation and continued probing: "So, do you have anything to reveal about the inside story of your fake marriage?"
Fu Linyu pretended to stop him, but was suppressed by the secretary. He continued impartially, "He's just a pretext for President Fu to refuse the family marriage."
She glanced at Ning Che with disdain. "Besides a pretty face and the ability to seduce people, she doesn't have any other skills."
As soon as the words fell, there was an uproar in the venue.
All kinds of eyes, some teasing, some disdainful, some watching the show, some malicious, and some with ulterior motives, were fixed on Ning Che, and the noises reached a climax again.
Ning Che had nothing to argue with.
He didn't want to explain either.
People only see what they see and believe what they want to see, and often the filthy and dirty side is what they enjoy seeing.
When all this was presented to them, they already had the answer in their hearts.
So, the secretary and Fu Linyu were just speaking their minds.
Ning Che didn't belong here, with no relatives far away and no close friends nearby. He didn't care about any outside voices.
At the moment, he only cared about two things: where was Fu Chengyun? And why didn't he come to protect me?
He didn't want to argue about right and wrong with these fools, he just wanted to find Fu Chengyun and slap him hard in the face!
Ning Che raised his head, his delicate features appearing even more icy and graceful under the cold white light. His indifferent expression added a touch of pure beauty to him, untainted by the mundane world.
In the corner, Fu Chengyun was surrounded by bodyguards. He looked over anxiously through the gaps in the crowd.
The man bit the corner of his lips lightly, but he could see the sadness hidden behind his indifference.
He is sad!
My baby is sad!
Because I couldn't get to him!
He has to face all the malicious accusations alone!
Fu Chengyun struggled desperately in the circle of bodyguards, and his roars were drowned out by the noise.
He pushed the bodyguard in front of him with all his strength, prying open a gap with his hands. Overjoyed, he immediately squeezed his whole body into the gap.
One leg stepped out of the encirclement, panting.
He rubbed out his upper body again.
He raised his hands high and shook them, "Cheche!"
What greeted him was not Ning Che's understanding expression, or the little fox's mischievous smile, or even an angry look.
A pair of hard handcuffs were put on my wrists.
Two police officers stood before Fu Chengyun, their voices calm. "Mr. Fu, someone has reported that the Fu Group is engaging in tax evasion. This is the report provided by Director Li."
At the bottom of the document the police took out was Fu Chengyun's personal signature.
With a pair of cold shackles on his wrists, Ning Che frowned and stared for a long time.
He didn't know why two men suddenly appeared, why he was put in shackles, and where he was being taken.
The only thing that is clear is that he fell into Xu Jia's trap.
It was not until he was led out of the hall that he looked back as if awakened from a dream.
He was eager to know what Fu Chengyun's expression was at this moment.
Is it the joy of kicking someone when they're down, or the relief of having a heavy burden lifted off your shoulders, or the relief of having the plague god gone...
Or will you still feel a little sad or impatient?
His eyes were unfocused as he glanced around the venue.
What caught my eye was Xu Jia's face.
Xu Jia was still slumped on the platform. The media cameras had been moved away from the platform and followed him all the time.
To the point that Xu Jia revealed his true colors without any concealment.
He raised a sinister smile, moved his mouth, and mouthed:
"In this life, I will...play you to death!"
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