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As my words hung in the air, the audience erupted in murmurs. The camera quickly cut to Zhang Yichen, his face drained of color, while Wang Manni opened her mouth as if to argue but no sound came out.
I paused for a moment, locking my gaze on Zhang Yichen and Wang Manni. "I once believed that Zhang Yichen was my salvation, that he would provide a complete family for me and Xiao Xing. I was grateful to him, trusted him, and was even willing to bear his children. But I was wrong—terribly wrong!"
"Everyone, please look at the screen." I shook my phone and opened the synchronized projection.
The large screen began to play a recording of a conversation between Zhang Yichen and Wang Manni. They discussed how to frame me and orchestrate Xiao Xing's "accident."
"The death of Xiao Xing was no accident; it was meticulously planned by Zhang Yichen and Wang Manni!" I pointed at the screen, my voice trembling yet resolute.
Gasps filled the room as flashes from cameras lit up the scene. Reporters scrambled to capture this dramatic moment.
Zhang Yichen could no longer contain himself; he stood up and shouted at me, "Su Wanqing, don’t slander me!"
"Is that so?" I raised my eyes and continued playing more recordings and evidence, exposing their vile faces and despicable actions one by one.
They had conspired to suppress my career, manufactured public opinion against me, and systematically pushed me into a corner. Everything was laid bare before the audience.
"Did you think I would continue to be at your mercy like before? You were mistaken!" My voice grew louder, filled with strength. "I will no longer remain silent; I will seek justice for my son and for myself!"
All eyes in the room turned like blades towards Zhang Yichen and Wang Manni. They frantically shoved each other, unable even to coordinate their glances.
As I surveyed the relentless media and heard the curses directed at them, a wave of relief washed over me. In that moment, all the pain weighing on my heart seemed to loosen its grip.
"You must have more questions. Why don’t we have our two suspects answer them directly?"
I smiled faintly, put away my phone, and turned to leave the space entirely to the two mortified individuals.
After the press conference ended, I did not feel the sense of relief I had anticipated. Exhausted in body and mind, all I wanted was to return home and hold Xiao Xing's photo tightly as I fell asleep.
As expected, Zhang Yichen began his counterattack. He pulled every string he could to try to remove trending topics, delete videos, and even contacted major platforms to ban discussions about the matter.
Online, comments that had initially overwhelmingly supported me began to show discordant voices.
"Su Wanqing is just throwing caution to the wind now! Look at her situation; does she really think she can play victim?"
"Is this just baseless slander? What status does Zhang Yichen have that he would need to harm her? She must be desperate for attention!"
"Women are so malicious; in order to get back at their ex-husbands, they can even exploit their own children!"
Wang Manni resorted to her old tricks, bribing internet trolls to continue smearing my name while attempting to shift public focus onto unfounded accusations of "infidelity during marriage" and "mental instability."
I watched all of this with cold indifference; their struggles only proved their guilt.
Chen Mo Yan proved himself a loyal fan once again; he quickly organized a fan support group online, issued a clarifying statement, and called for everyone to resist online violence while consuming news rationally.
"Everyone knows what kind of person Sister Qing is! Don't let those with ulterior motives lead the narrative!"
"Support Sister Qing in her fight for justice! We will never tolerate evil forces!"
"How could such a cute Xiao Xing possibly be an accident? The murderer must be severely punished!"
Public opinion online began to turn, with more and more netizens choosing to believe in me and condemn Zhang Yichen and Wang Manni. The narrative they once controlled had now become a double-edged sword that cut back at them.
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