Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot-Chapter 80 - 0 Wu Ye angrily boosts favorability adding injury

Chapter 80: 080 Wu Ye angrily boosts favorability, adding injury both deeply and ruthlessly

Chapter 80: 080 Wu Ye angrily boosts favorability, adding injury both deeply and ruthlessly

Pingjiang TV Station

Several security guards huddled together in groups of twos and threes at the entrance, basking in the sun and talking about the incident that occurred inside the studio.

“…Heard from the brother in charge of security inside that the recording has come out. That stepmother’s heart is really venomous. She was bitchy during the interview.”

“If she had just lived her life properly, the Tang Family wouldn’t have treated her badly. She’s just too greedy.”

Just as one of them was about to speak, they saw a car stop in front of them, and the rear window rolled down, “Excuse me, sorry to interrupt, I’m looking for directions.”

The voice was gentle and soft. Taking a closer look, they were all taken aback, “Tang… Miss Tang?”

“Where’s the studio?”

“Right over there…” One security guard pointed the way. The car drove past them, and it took a while for the guards to gather themselves.

One of them slapped his thigh, “Damn, isn’t that the person sitting next to her…?”

*

At this moment, the recording was still echoing inside the studio. Under the lights, Zhang Liyun’s face was ghastly pale, her body shook violently, like a withered branch that could snap in half with a gust of wind.

Everyone exchanged glances, dumbstruck.

She turned her gaze to where Jiang Jinsang was, in the gloom it seemed like a pair of eyes had locked onto her, the skin cold and pale, with a hint of red at the lips, slowly curving upwards.

Malicious, demonic.

As if to say, “You wanted evidence, I’ve given it to you, are you satisfied now?”

The condemning voices grew louder in tandem with the recording.

“Is there actually evidence? This is shameless.”

“Just now she was so self-assured, calling Mr. Tang calculating, when she’s the vicious one, slinging mud at others. It’s terrifying.”

“The case was previously claimed as attempted rape. I dare not imagine what the situation would be like if it had been successful.”

…

“Jinsang—” Jiang Cuo had already approached Jiang Jinsang’s side, “The recording has been played four times. Should we turn it off?”

“I’m afraid she might not hear it clearly. Let’s play it ten times before stopping.”

This was akin to publicly executing Zhang Liyun, as if one stab wasn’t enough, and they needed to stab her a few more times to ensure her death was thorough.

Jiang Jinsang squinted as he watched the stage:

If we don’t play it a few more times, how would she know pain?

Tang Mo looked toward her mother, suddenly feeling like she didn’t recognize the person before her.

Even the subdued Zhang Defu was scared silly. Petty theft and bullying he could handle, but something that could land him in jail was beyond his courage.

After the recording abruptly stopped, He An grew excited, thinking he really might be able to seek leniency, “Police officer, this is the actual conversation we had! It’s real!”

“I know!”

A police officer walked toward Jiang Jinsang’s direction. Not recognizing any of the Jiang Family, he politely said, “Sir, could you hand the evidence over to us? And accompany us back to assist with the investigation.”

The studio was still noisy when suddenly a woman’s shrill, piercing cry sliced through the recording studio.

“It’s not true, it’s fake, forged! They’re all in cahoots—”

Zhang Liyun considered herself very cautious, wondering how anyone could have recorded her. She didn’t want to go to jail. Even when one knows death is near, the instinct to survive compels a struggle, “The recording’s fake, it’s not me, this isn’t me!”

Her voice was too shrill, sounding almost hoarse, and the studio fell silent in an instant.

“Mom?” Tang Mo was close to her and was startled into a daze by her voice.

Ever since she married into the Tang Family, she lived the life of a wealthy wife. Whenever she appeared in public, wasn’t she always elegant and composed? No one had ever seen her so hysterical.

After the scene became overly quiet, that voice, pleasant as falling snow yet cold, rose again.

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“Right and wrong isn’t determined by the volume of one’s voice. Just now, you said you wanted to sue Mr. Tang for defamation. If the evidence is verified as true, could I also sue you for slander based on your behavior now?”

“Evidence should be submitted to the police. Fabricating evidence is a crime. Do you think it’s worth it for me to risk myself for your sake?”

“You are giving yourself way too much credit.”

“It’s not hard for your family to play tricks, is it?” Zhang Liyun had suffered a lot at the hands of Jiang Jinsang and was holding back her anger, her tone becoming increasingly sharp and mean.

“Our family might be a bit wealthy, but we can’t manipulate the judiciary. What do you think our country’s judicial department is? Do you believe that the police who came here today have all been bought off?” Jiang Jinsang sneered, “Slandering public officials—Zhang Liyun, are you really aiming to spend the rest of your days in prison?”

Zhang Liyun was choked by these words; even the police looked at her differently.

They enforced the law impartially, but somehow the mud was inexplicably being slung their way.

Jiang Jinsang laughed softly, “Let’s talk more about Uncle Tang.”

“The police are here, yet Uncle Tang said he would give you a chance to surrender voluntarily. As husband and wife, even if you are getting divorced, he’s still considering old affections and trying to secure more lenient treatment for you. The opportunity was given, but you didn’t value it, and instead, you bite back at him.”

“To feed a dog and have it wag its tail is normal, but an animal that gets fed and still jumps up to bite is indeed quite rare.”

Most of the audience couldn’t clearly see Jiang Jinsang’s face, but they felt his voice was gentle and pleasant; the words, however, cut deep and hard.

This man really had a vicious tongue.

When everyone thought about it carefully, since the police were already there and Tang Yunxian still asked for those who did wrong to come forward, it was clear he was offering her a chance for leniency, but she retorted with insults…

This family is really something else!

Everyone looked at her with even more contempt and disdain.

These matters Tang Yunxian definitely wouldn’t speak of himself; it’s from others that people realized Mr. Tang really was quite a kind and gentle man.

The Jiang family stood to the side, all with expressionless faces.

Actually, they had no idea of Tang Yunxian’s intentions; perhaps it was just a psychological game, trying to make Zhang Liyun embarrass herself, but Jiang Jinsang beautified it, elevating the man’s image.

This wave of approval was truly impressive.

*

“Ms. Zhang, please come with us,” the police officer indicated for Zhang Liyun to follow them out.

“Police Uncle, there must be some misunderstanding…” Tang Mo’s eyes reddened with urgency. The Tang family had made such a scene, and with her mother going in, what would she have left?

“We will discuss any misunderstandings back at the station. Right and wrong will surely be clarified, and if it truly is a misunderstanding, we won’t wrong her.”

The police officer had just been splashed with dirty water and spoke in a frosty tone.

Tang Mo, breathing rapidly, knew she couldn’t stop the police and instead turned to Tang Yunxian, “Uncle Tang— can you save my mom? You’ve lived together for so long, there must be some misunderstanding in this matter.”

“You know what kind of person He An is; she must have been forced into it.”

“Please let her off the hook, Uncle Tang—”

Tang Yunxian pursed his lips, “I save her? And then Wanwan’s grievances are for nothing?”

“Stop dawdling, let’s go!” The police didn’t care for these dramas and were ready to leave with Zhang Liyun.

“Uncle Tang—” Tang Mo, naturally impatient, became even more flustered as she blurted out.

“After so many years of marriage, must you be so ruthless?”

The crowd was astonished; these words sounded so shameless—what did she mean by nothing happened…

It made Tang Yunxian’s gaze grow even colder.

Just as the police were about to take Zhang Liyun away, Tang Mo suddenly blocked their path, “I won’t let you take her!”

“You’re obstructing our work, and we have the right to…”

The police officer hadn’t finished speaking when a low and hoarse voice came from behind, “What a touching display of mother-daughter affection. Since you can’t bear to part with your mother, why not…”

“Join her as company!”

People turned around, and those close by had already seen who was approaching, their eyes wide and speechless.

Wasn’t he said to be critically ill on his deathbed…

How is he awake?

Hearing that familiar voice, Tang Mo felt a rush of fury go to her head, and her vision blackened as she felt the world spinning…