"The original owner's wish was to protect her family and ensure the Fan Yunshi family received the punishment they deserved."
"Alright, let's get this show on the road."
"Host, there are cameras here, so no funny business. And don't go too far out of character."
"Got it, got it."
Jun Jiuli slowly sat up, leaning against the hospital bed. She grabbed the vase nearby and hurled it towards the two people intently focused by the windowsill.
"Bang," the sound of the vase shattering, followed by Su Baiwei's shriek. She hastily wrapped herself in the nearby curtain.
Fan Yunshi felt something cold brush against his backside and a sharp pain in his calf, as if scratched. He turned to see that Jun Jiuli had woken up and quickly pulled up his pants.
"Qing He, don't misunderstand. It's not what you think." httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
"Oh, so it is what I think. Fan Yunshi, how could you do this to me? Right here in my hospital bed... you're shameless." Jun Jiuli spoke weakly, her voice tinged with feigned illness.
Internally: "Water baby, how was my acting? Start the livestream, and remember to make me look even weaker."
"Don't worry, host. I'm a professional. The filters are top-notch."
"Qing He, I'm sorry. But you're the only one I truly love. She's just a pastime for my boredom. I know I was wrong, and I'll make her disappear."
A livestream channel had suddenly appeared online, titled "Brain-Damaged CEO and His Kind Little White Flower."
Many passersby were drawn in by this absurd title, flooding into the livestream to spectate the unfolding drama.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this guy is terrifying. He can't control himself downstairs but wants to make the woman disappear."
"Hahaha, this is quite the dramatic reveal. Fooling around in front of his fiancée's sickbed, truly unparalleled."
"Am I the only one who sees something off here? Fan Zong wouldn't be so careless. The person in bed must be framing him. This woman is truly vicious, she's planned everything."
"Wake up, you moron upstairs. I've already investigated. The one propped up on the bed is Fan Yunshi's legitimate fiancée, and the one wrapped in the curtain is his personal secretary. You know the rest."
"Haha, I support the person upstairs. This legitimate fiancée was a vegetable just this morning. She must have woken up to this shocking scene. I genuinely feel for the young lady."
"Real sympathy +10086."
"Haha, she's a proper rich beauty. She'll be even better off ditching the scumbag."
"Hahaha, congratulations to the young lady for escaping a bad situation."
"........."
"So the question is, which benevolent soul is broadcasting this?"
"I'm betting it's some hacker god who couldn't stand Fan Zong's actions and decided to deliver justice."
"Haha, you're onto something upstairs. Truly, you can't judge a book by its cover. Ladies, come watch! Don't let your morals be dictated by good looks."
"Thanks, I just threw up. I used to have a crush on this scum. Turns out he's this disgusting in person. Eating out of a bowl while looking into another."
"I feel genuinely sorry for the person upstairs. I can't even finish my dinner tonight."
"Peh, from today onwards, I will boycott Yunshi Technology."
"Boycott +10086."
At this moment, Su Baiwei, huddled in a corner of the balcony, began to speak with a tearful tremble.
"Fan Yunshi, don't you have any genuine feelings for me at all? I've been with you for almost three years. Am I just a substitute?"
"Oh wow, what a bombshell. Was Fan Zong's usual affectionate persona all fake? I was moved before by his devotion to his comatose fiancée. Turns out this mistress has been with him for three years."
"Haha, a lie from beginning to end. 'I love you deeply, but I can have others by my side.' What kind of ridiculous love is that? I'm dying of laughter."
"Su Baiwei, shut up. Qing He, don't listen to her rambling. She looks too much like you. I just couldn't control myself for a moment, it's a mistake every man makes."
"Now that you're awake, let's forget all the unpleasantness. Shall we have our wedding tomorrow? Don't ignore me, my heart aches so much I can barely breathe."
"Fan Yunshi, you're disgusting. I want to break off the engagement."
A sly, determined glint flashed in Su Baiwei's eyes, while Fan Yunshi felt a great weight lift from his heart, the burden of responsibility finally gone.
Had he fallen out of love with Yuan Qing He? He turned to look at Su Baiwei, huddled pitifully and fragile in the corner of the balcony, and felt an inexplicable surge of emotion, just like when he first saw Yuan Qing He in college.
Had he truly fallen in love with this woman? The two stared at each other with a deep gaze, oblivious to their surroundings. The internet, meanwhile, was in an uproar.
"This is too disgusting. If you want to show affection, go somewhere else. The young lady just woke up."
"Look at the way that mistress and he are practically radiating affection. It's as if Miss Qing He is blocking their way."
"Am I the only one who thinks Su Baiwei is much prettier than Yuan Qing He?"
"Wake up, person upstairs. No matter how pretty she is, she's still a mistress. Despise mistresses forever."
"Agreed. Morally bankrupt. What's the point of being beautiful? The mistress is pure garbage."
"The livestream is too hostile. The two of them aren't even married. It's normal to find someone else, isn't it?"
"Are you upstairs having the same experience as Su Baiwei? Even if they're not married, they were engaged."
"Even if he felt they weren't suitable, he should have stated his disinterest before looking for someone else. It's wrong for Fan Yunshi to profit from a loving image online while keeping a mistress behind the scenes."
"Well said. Su Baiwei is not innocent at all. Everyone knows Fan Yunshi has a fiancée. Being a mistress deliberately is the most disgusting thing."
A nurse in the hospital, slacking off, happened to see this livestream and quickly reported it.
The head of the rehabilitation department, along with five burly bodyguards in black, rushed to the sixth-floor VIP ward. The fiancé of this young lady was caught having an affair in their hospital ward. What nerve!
Su Baiwei's system, 038, had informed her of the storm brewing online. She was now extremely anxious, thinking about how to salvage the situation.
Suddenly, she began to weep profusely, "Miss Yuan, it's my fault. I shamelessly seduced President Fan, but I had no choice. My mother is sick, and if I don't have money, she'll die. I didn't want this. Wuwuwu~"
"I really didn't mean to interfere in your relationship. It's just fate playing tricks. Feelings are beyond one's control. Don't worry, I'll withdraw from this disgraceful relationship and won't bother you two anymore."
She planned to use her mother's illness to garner sympathy online.
Fan Yunshi immediately felt heartbroken. "Wei Wei, you don't need to feel guilty. It's me who fell in love with you. I've only now seen my true heart clearly. Qing He, I don't love you anymore. I hope you won't hate Wei Wei. You'll definitely find someone better than me in the future."
"I feel for Miss Bai Wei. She did it for her mother. Such a filial child shouldn't be cyberbullied. Everyone, let it go."
"I truly admire the morals of the person upstairs."
Jun Jiuli, out of the camera's view, elegantly rolled her eyes and said, her voice slow but clear.
"Are you implying that Fan Yunshi forced you into this with money?"
"No, President Fan isn't that kind of person. It was all my own volition."
"Oh, so he didn't force you to be his mistress. Then why didn't you just borrow money from him directly?"
"I... we're not related, and at that time, this was my only recourse."
"So you're saying you were shameless and threw yourself at him."
"I... I..."
"You were so sure Fan Yunshi would take you because of this face, weren't you? Honestly, it's quite astonishing that someone could look so much like me. My mother never had twins."
"Haha, I don't believe there are two people in this world who look so alike. I did some digging. Everyone, come eat this melon."
Following this, the netizen posted Su Baiwei's past photos and information.
"Haha, so the three of them were in the same school. It looks like Su Baiwei had been plotting this for a long time."
"Of course. This woman is truly ruthless. How many surgeries did it take to get this face?"
"You know, the recovery looks quite good. I wonder which hospital she went to. I want to know."
"Want to know +10086."
"Enough, Qing He, don't talk about Wei Wei like that. She can't handle it. All the mistakes are mine, don't blame her."
"No, it's my fault. I've wronged Miss Yuan. I'll give President Fan back to you now." Saying this, she quickly tried to put on her clothes and leave.
"Heh, Yuan Qing He doesn't deign to accept garbage that others have touched. Don't talk about giving him back; you're truly disgusting."
Su Baiwei's eyes welled up with tears. "How can you speak of President Fan like that? He's such a good person. I... wuwuwu."
"Qing He, that's enough. It's my fault. If you're angry, take it out on me. Don't bully Bai Wei, a weak woman."
"Is Fan Yunshi alright? Can't he even sense this thick scent of 'tea'?"
"Yeah, it's like he's saying our Miss Qing He isn't a woman."
"What's that saying? The squeaky wheel gets the grease."