Chapter 55 p2
As the Mo family and the hotel staff struggled to contain the chaos, the video montage continued, now showing a series of photos and screenshots.
While Xin Yao didn’t have any direct evidence of their relationship, she did have proof of her efforts to advance his career.
Photos of her attending business dinners, drinking herself into the hospital, all for Li Xu’s benefit, flashed across the screen.
While the photos didn’t explicitly name him, it was clear who she had been working so hard for.
And then, interspersed with Xin Yao’s photos, were images of Ying Xi.
From her early days as a university student, her innocent devotion to Li Xu, to her role as the president of his fan club, the evidence of his manipulation, his exploitation of her and his fans for financial gain, was presented in a clear and concise manner.
Ying Xi knew that revealing this information wouldn’t be good for her.
But what else could she do? Keep his secrets forever?
He had manipulated her into doing these things.
And later, he had become increasingly distrustful, excluding her from his schemes, keeping her at arm’s length, only using her to manage his fans.
She wasn’t entirely blameless, but her culpability was far less than his.
And thankfully, she had been smarter than the original Xin Yao, keeping evidence, a safety net for herself.
The video continued, the images of Xin Yao’s sacrifices and Ying Xi’s complicity a stark reminder of Li Xu’s cruelty, his years of deception.
It was clear that he had been two-timing them all along.
Then, the video ended, the screen returning to the original scene, Li Xu kneeling before Mo Yuwei, confessing his love.
Mo Yuwei, her hand covering her mouth, her eyes filled with tears, had just said, “I do.”
The cheerful music now sounded mocking, almost cruel.
Mo Yuwei stood there, her face pale, her body trembling, as if she were standing in a blizzard.
They were telling her, showing her, that they weren’t the homewreckers, that they were the victims.
She had believed Li Xu’s lies, her impulsive nature and her love for him blinding her to the truth.
She had been the other woman, the one who had unknowingly interfered in their relationship.
And the man she loved, the man she had defied her parents for, was a two-timing scumbag, exploiting women for his own gain.
The realization made her stomach churn, her body swaying slightly.
Li Xu rushed to her side, but she slapped him hard across the face, the sound echoing through the silent ballroom.
The guests, their initial amusement fading, their expressions turning serious, watched the drama unfold.
What had started as a simple case of infidelity had escalated into something far more sinister.
He had been two-timing them, exploiting them, then, after finding a richer, more influential partner, had tried to destroy their reputations.
They had to be more careful, they thought, avoid men like him, gold-diggers preying on wealthy women.
But it wasn’t over yet.
The final, and most damning, piece of evidence was yet to come.
Li Xu’s manipulation of his fan club, his encouragement of their excessive spending, even urging them to take out loans, was already illegal.
But he had done worse. He had tried to kill them. He had hired someone to kill them.
Screenshots of his messages with Xin Yao’s cousin, the gambling addict, clearly showing his instructions, his encouragement of the cousin’s harassment of Xin Yao, flashed across the screen.
The messages had been provided by the cousin himself, retrieved by the dog system through some legal but unconventional methods.
Even the heartless cousin had expressed some concern.
[My cousin is emotionally fragile. Will this push her over the edge?]
Li Xu, at the time, had been annoyed, his patience worn thin by the scandals with Xin Yao and Ying Xi’s pregnancy. He had wanted them both gone.
And believing the messages would be deleted, he had replied carelessly.
[If she kills herself, the money is all yours.]
He hadn’t expected the system to be able to recover the deleted messages.
The room, already tense, fell silent, then erupted in a cacophony of gasps and whispers.
This wasn’t just manipulation or extortion, it was attempted murder!
And as if that wasn’t enough, another video began playing.
A man, dressed in rags, his appearance disheveled, his body bruised and battered, was crying, his voice filled with despair.
A woman’s voice, trembling slightly, asked him, “Did Li Xu hire you to kill me?”
It was from the day Xin Yao, having learned through the system that Li Xu had hired someone to kill her, had confronted the man, along with Ying Xi and Liu Nuan Nuan.
The man, initially hesitant, then thoroughly beaten by Liu Nuan Nuan, had confessed everything.
In the silent ballroom, as the hotel staff fumbled with scissors, trying to cut the projector’s power cord, Mo’s father, his hand raised, stopped them.
“Wait,” he said, his voice barely a whisper.
And then, in the tense silence, the man’s voice, clear and distinct, echoed through the room.
“Yes.”
“Li Xu said he would pay me if I killed you, so I could afford my daughter’s medical treatment.”
The video ended, the screen going black.
The room was silent, the silence so profound that you could hear a pin drop.
The guests, having witnessed the entire spectacle, were speechless.
Even the wealthy and influential, usually so detached and indifferent, felt a chill run down their spines.
What had started as a simple gossip about a cheating boyfriend had escalated into a criminal investigation, a tale of manipulation, extortion, and attempted murder.
He was a monster!
The woman who had been live-streaming the event to her friends, her voice filled with disbelief, muttered, “Don’t bother coming. Just watch it on the news tomorrow.”
The engagement party was in chaos.
And so was the internet.
Because Xin Yao’s phone, placed strategically on the table, had been live-streaming the entire event, using Liu Nuan Nuan’s account.
And Liu Nuan Nuan, following Xin Yao’s instructions, had been releasing the evidence online, timed perfectly with the video montage.
The internet was practically melting down, Xin Yao’s live stream flooded with viewers, the servers struggling to keep up.
The top trending topic was:
[Li Xu’s Engagement Party Live Stream]
Followed by:
[Li Xu and Xin Yao Were Really Together]
[Li Xu Cheated on Three Women]
[Li Xu Exploited Women for Fame and Fortune]
[Li Xu Used His Fan Club for Financial Gain]
But as the final two pieces of evidence were revealed, the hashtag [Li Xu Hired Hitmen to Kill Two Women] quickly climbed to the top, replacing the live stream.
And Xin Yao’s live stream exploded with new viewers.
With the Lunar New Year approaching, the entertainment industry was clearly trying to end the year with a bang. This wasn’t just gossip, it was a full-blown scandal!
All those cheating scandals and celebrity breakups were nothing compared to this! This was the first time a celebrity had been accused of attempted murder!
Ying Xi, sitting beside Xin Yao, smoothed her hair.
“That’s enough. It’s my turn now.”
Xin Yao looked at her, wanting to say something, to stop her, but she hesitated, then let her go.
Ying Xi was sick, not physically, but mentally.
The betrayal, the breakup, the unexpected pregnancy, it had all been too much for her.
And then she had discovered that the man she loved had tried to kill her.
Her already fragile mental state had crumbled, leaving her a mix of despair and rage.
Xin Yao had advised her to be more discreet, to remain anonymous, to let the evidence speak for itself.
But Ying Xi needed to speak, to confront him, to release her pent-up emotions. Her therapist had agreed that it would be cathartic for her.
So, Xin Yao had relented.
Ying Xi stood up and walked towards the stage, her steps firm and resolute.
Unlike Xin Yao, who had planned everything meticulously, her actions driven by logic and strategy, Ying Xi was a woman driven by emotion, her love for Li Xu now turned to hate.
She grabbed the microphone, her voice echoing through the silent ballroom.
She bowed politely to the stunned guests, then smiled, her voice bright and cheerful.
“Hello everyone, I’m Li Xu’s girlfriend.”
“Oh, and the lady sitting over there is also Li Xu’s girlfriend.”
She turned to Mo Yuwei, who stood there, her body trembling, her face pale, her forehead beaded with sweat.
“And Mo Yuwei, what a coincidence! You’re also Li Xu’s girlfriend!”
“Wow, three girlfriends at his engagement party! Which one are you planning to marry, Li Xu?”
“Oh, he already dumped Xin Yao and me after finding a richer girlfriend. Never mind, then.”
Li Xu, still reeling from Mo Yuwei’s slap, stood there, frozen, the whispers and stares of the guests like daggers piercing his skin, transporting him back to his childhood.
The mockery, the taunts, the accusations, the constant reminder of his poverty, his shame.
Trash. Trash. Trash.
I’m not trash! You’re the trash!
He trembled, his body covered in a cold sweat.
He should be stopping this, apologizing to Mo Yuwei, appeasing her father, explaining everything.
But he couldn’t move, paralyzed by their gazes.
And the video, edited by Xin Yao and Nuan Nuan for maximum impact, its short duration belying the sheer volume of evidence, had already moved on to the most damning accusation: attempted murder.
As the evidence of his crime flashed across the screen, Li Xu’s carefully constructed facade crumbled, his face contorted in a mask of rage and fear, his body trembling.
It was impossible!
How could they know?!
It had to be Xin Yao and Ying Xi! They were trying to ruin him! Where were they?! Those bitches!
He scanned the crowd, his eyes darting from face to face, but there were too many people. He couldn’t find them.
He couldn’t take it anymore. He reached for a chair, wanting to smash the screen, to silence the accusations.
But the gazes of Mo’s parents, and Mo Yuwei’s heartbroken stare, held him captive, his body frozen.
And just as he hesitated, the video ended.
As Ying Xi walked onto the stage, Li Xu, his face contorted in a mask of rage, knew he had to stop her.
“Get that crazy woman off the stage!” he yelled.
Mo’s father, while wanting to see the full extent of Li Xu’s crimes, didn’t want to prolong the humiliation, his family’s reputation already tarnished. He spoke quietly to a nearby staff member.
“Escort her off the stage.”
As the staff member approached Ying Xi, she yelled, her voice shrill and piercing, “Don’t touch me!”
“I’m pregnant! With Li Xu’s child!”
The ballroom, already in chaos, erupted again, the guests gasping and whispering.
“Holy shit.”
“How many women has this guy screwed over?”
“How did the Mo family manage to find such a prize?”
And the netizens watching the live stream were even more shocked.
[What kind of crazy rich people drama is this?!]
[Holy shit, Li Xu is a scumbag!]
[So, he knew she was pregnant with his child, and he still tried to kill her?!]
[That’s beyond evil.]
[Who’s evil? You’re the evil ones, making these accusations! Do you really think he would kill them? Ridiculous!]
[Open your eyes! The evidence is overwhelming!]
[Look at your precious idol! He’s pale and trembling! He’s clearly guilty!]
[He’s going to jail!]
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