Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 138 Do you know what I have to face?

Lin Zhiyi also received a sensational live-stream recommendation as she sipped her tea.

"Intern with surname Lin from a renowned jewelry studio seducing a married man."

Unfortunately, Lin Zhiyi was the only one in the entire studio with the surname Lin.

Wasn’t this the same as reporting her name directly?

Regrettably, Song Wanqiu was too hasty.

Live-streaming catching a cheater?

It was still uncertain who would be doomed.

In the live-streamed video, the room was dim and figures were tangled, with curses audible among the faint sounds of suggestive music.

The few candles scattered in the corner barely provided any light, but they did stir up desires.

These were prepared by Lin Zhiyi specifically for Chen Hongwei and the female lead of today.

Suddenly, the screen flickered and someone swished the curtains open amidst the scuffling figures.

The full view of the room was suddenly exposed to numerous online viewers.

Mrs. Chen, who cared deeply about her image, somehow managed to get Chen Hongwei into a bathrobe even amidst the chaos.

Thus, other than looking a bit unwell, Chen Hongwei did not appear indecent in any way.

But the woman beside him was a different story.

Mrs. Chen vented almost all her rage on the woman, grabbing her hair and clutching her waist fiercely.

During the struggle, one could even hear the minute sound of hair tearing from the scalp. ƒrēenovelkiss.com

Zzzap, zzzap.

This showed how hard Mrs. Chen was pulling.

The woman’s clothing had already been ripped to shreds by others who had entered the room, so the only thing covering her modesty was a pillow previously underneath her.

But the paparazzi, who were paid, were instructed to show the woman in her most disgraceful state to the public, even if it meant revealing something.

Thus, the paparazzi deliberately changed the angle, shooting from the side, exposing the woman’s bare curves and even showing a handprint on her side buttock.

This scene made the live-stream explode.

Many people left opinions.

Some even found and checked the employee list of Xue Man’s Studio and discovered that Lin Zhiyi was the only employee with the surname Lin.

So without verification, some viewers had started calling out Lin Zhiyi’s name and began commenting on her figure unabashedly.

"Almost there, not perky enough."

"Just stick it out, then."

"They even used a pillow, what a pro. So this is how she helps clients design jewelry."

Far too many vulgar words were written.

Lin Zhiyi felt her face turning pale with suffocation.

From start to finish, the paparazzi’s camera barely lingered on Chen Hongwei but switched angles according to the demands of live-stream viewers to find the most embarrassing angles of the woman.

Even Mrs. Chen, as a woman herself, waited for Chen Hongwei to dress before letting someone open the curtains, yet allowed others to shred the woman’s last cover of modesty.

Let alone the spectators behind the screens, tapping on their keyboards, not questioning facts but starting to slander.

The live-stream had not yet been banned due to violations; it could only be conjectured that someone had already done the groundwork.

Lin Zhiyi’s hand trembled as she held her phone.

She couldn’t imagine, had she not been more cautious, how would she have faced all this?

The screen shifted, and only the disheveled woman appeared in the entirety of the frame; Chen Hongwei had already vanished.

Mrs. Chen gave a look to the man controlling the woman.

The man clutched the woman’s chin tightly, pushing her face towards the paparazzi’s camera.

The live stream was pushed to further popularity again, yet there was silence in the room.

This... was not Lin Zhiyi!

It was Shen Yan.

From the day Song Wanqiu helped Shen Yan prove her innocence using the surveillance in the office, Lin Zhiyi knew this was merely their eye shielding technique.

They wanted her to firmly believe the issue lay with Song Wanqiu, thereby leading her on a wild goose chase, wasting time.

Then, with internal and external cooperation, Chen Hongwei would step in aggressively, forcing her to compromise.

Volunteering herself, coupled with the live-stream catching the cheater, all blames would shift onto Lin Zhiyi. Chen Hongwei had his fun, and he could also disappear from the scene.

As for the fate of the woman... it goes without saying.

So this time, Shen Yan, will you still be the most loyal dog?

When Shen Yan in front of the camera realized someone was live-streaming, she lost her mind, her eyes bloodshot as she lunged at the paparazzi.

"It wasn’t me! It wasn’t me! It was all Song..."

She couldn’t finish her sentence when the live stream was terminated due to violations.

Lin Zhiyi frowned, and just as she lifted her eyes, she saw Gong Chen tapping on his phone.

She instantly understood something.

"Uncle! It was you!"

"Yes." Gong Chen put down his phone and took a sip of tea.

Lin Zhiyi stood frozen, struggling to grasp reality.

It was so close!

If Shen Yan had publicly mentioned Song Wanqiu’s name, regardless of the evidence, public opinion alone could have made it impossible for Song Wanqiu to show her face.

At that moment, the wind started to blow, causing a blur and confusion before Lin Zhiyi’s eyes.

She closed her eyes, the color draining from her face.

When she spoke again, her voice had a tinge of coldness, "So Uncle, you knew Song Wanqiu and Shen Yan were plotting against me, knew they were pushing me with Chen Hongwei to surrender myself. If I hadn’t been cautious today, it would have been me on that camera!"

"Do you know how many people were watching online? Over two million! Do you know what I would have faced? How is that different from being stripped and paraded in public?"

"I didn’t even respond to all those vicious comments in the chat, I was just waiting for this moment!"

"Why is it so hard just to seek simple justice for myself?"

Lin Zhiyi’s voice broke, the more enraged she became, the harder it was to shout out her frustration, only mixing with her trembling grievance.

"No." Gong Chen firmly set down his teacup, displeasure shading his dark eyes.

No?

Indeed, how pure must Song Wanqiu be in his heart for him not to believe she could do such despicable things?

Lin Zhiyi weakly pushed herself up, gave a self-mocking laugh, her whole body standing in the sunlight yet chilling to the bone.

She realized, saying anything more was pointless.

"Uncle, you and Song Wanqiu must be together forever, I sincerely wish you well."

After speaking, she turned and left.

But her wrist was tightly grasped by the man.

He stood up, his usually indifferent eyes suddenly darkening: "I don’t need your blessings."

Lin Zhiyi’s lips turned pale, trembling slightly, every word turning into a weak gasp.

She began to struggle fiercely, "Let me go!"

Gong Chen unemotionally pulled her closer, glancing at Chen Jin not far away.

Chen Jin quickly came forward and handed something over.

Before Lin Zhiyi could react, a scarf was wrapped around her neck.

"You know what I’m capable of, wear it."

Having said that, he let go of Lin Zhiyi.

Lin Zhiyi clenched her teeth and turned to leave.

As she entered the elevator, she could no longer hold back and covered her face.

Tears swelled at the corners of her eyes, she struggled to look up and take a deep breath, but still couldn’t stop the tears from falling.

Her phone vibrated once, it was a message from Xue Man.

"Hurry over!"

"Okay."

Lin Zhiyi wiped the corner of her eyes and touched up her makeup in front of the elevator doors.

Once she stepped out of the elevator again, she had calmed down.

As she entered the banquet hall, a neatly dressed Chen Hongwei stood on stage, furiously accusing.

"It was her! Lin Zhiyi! Together with her close friend Shen Yan, they tried to frame me to cover up the theft of the Kashmir Sapphire!"

Almost simultaneously, everyone’s gaze followed the direction of his pointing hand and looked toward Lin Zhiyi.