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Suspicious transfer records between Wang Manni and Zhang Yichen in the bank account, their casual conversations leaked on set, and even a video capturing them entering and exiting a hotel together were all laid out before me.
"That's enough," I said coldly, staring at the records.
Chen Mo Yan nodded. "What’s next?"
"Let’s put on a show for them," I replied with a slight smirk.
The next day, I began releasing vague insider tips through an anonymous account. These messages hinted at a certain industry superstar and top-tier actress collaborating to frame another actor, even revealing some details about the events that transpired at the time.
Within an hour of the news going live, Wang Manni's Weibo account posted a lawyer's letter in response: "The slanderers will be held legally accountable!"
A swarm of online commenters immediately began attacking her, which only confirmed her guilt.
Two hours later, another unidentified account released more detailed "insider" information, including some slightly redacted but clearly visible transfer records.
Once the news broke, the entertainment industry erupted. Zhang Yichen and Wang Manni quickly became targets of public outrage, with their fans turning against them and demanding explanations.
As expected, Zhang Yichen and Wang Manni took the bait. They began to suspect and accuse each other, causing cracks in their relationship. They thought I only had this "small evidence," unaware that I possessed much more than they could imagine.
Meanwhile, Chen Mo Yan was secretly manipulating online public opinion, guiding the narrative to sow doubt about Zhang Yichen and Wang Manni. Some previously concealed truths began to surface, shifting public sentiment increasingly in my favor.
In just a few days, Zhang Yichen called me twice, his tone laced with barely contained anxiety. "Have you heard about what's happening online? Manni is one of my artists; the company has been busy with her matters lately."
How amusing; he still dared to try and extract supposed "insider" information from me.
"What? You don’t think I’m behind this chaos, do you?" I replied calmly, even deliberately adding a hint of grievance to my voice.
Zhang Yichen hesitated for a moment before forcing a smile. "Of course not. It's just that things have been tense lately; I'm worried it might affect you."
"Thank you for your concern, but fans aren't fools. The truth will eventually come to light, won't it?" My words were light as air, yet they left the man on the other end silent for three seconds.
After hanging up, I raised an eyebrow. The old fox seemed to be panicking.
Flashes from cameras lit up the award ceremony like daylight.
Standing on stage, the cold microphone pressed against my palm couldn't suppress the heat within me.
I took a deep breath, looking out at hundreds of curious eyes below me before slowly speaking: "Tonight, besides thanking the committee for this award, I have something even more important to announce."
My voice was calm but rippled through the audience like stones thrown into a lake.
Whispers began to circulate in the crowd as Zhang Yichen and Wang Manni sat side by side in the guest area. Wang Manni's smile appeared slightly stiff with unease while Zhang Yichen furrowed his brow.
"My son, Xiao Xing, he... is no longer with us." My voice choked, tears blurring my vision.
The audience fell into a deep silence, followed by the sound of camera shutters clicking, and someone couldn't help but let out a quiet sigh of sorrow.
I saw Zhang Yichen's face turn pale in an instant, while Wang Manni tightly grasped his hand, her eyes flickering with uncertainty.
"But his departure was not an accident." I wiped away my tears and continued, "Someone, for the sake of profit, to climb over others, would even go so far as to use the life of a five-year-old child!"
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