The host ignored him, turning to the audience with a faint smile, “This pitiful woman was hit by a speeding car while crossing the road two days ago. By sheer luck, she survived with severe injuries. This is the woman surnamed Wang I mentioned earlier.” He then looked at Liu Yi and said deliberately, “She is your mother!”
Liu Yi suddenly let out a shrill, piercing laugh, seeming possessed, her features contorted. “You’re lying! My mother is Dong Fangshu, she died when I was born. Do you think you can just bring any woman here and claim she’s my mother? That’s absurd. Just because you say so?”
The host shook his head with a look of regret and pity. “Liu Yi, do you know what she was doing before the accident? She was picking out an engagement gift for you. She had tickets and a passport in her pocket; she was probably planning to send the gift to you and then leave the country. When she lay in her own blood, she was still clutching that gift tightly!”
“So what?” Liu Yi laughed mockingly, “What does that have to do with me? She’s not my mother. Whether she was in a car accident or hung herself, people die every day in this country. Should I be responsible for all of them?”
The host, who had been nonchalant, now frowned slightly, his expression turning serious. “You are truly stubborn. Even if there’s no affection, the blood relation is innate. Can’t it soften your heart even a bit?” He snapped his fingers, and several burly men dragged a disheveled, injured young man to the front of the stage. The host announced loudly, “This man is the perpetrator of the car accident. Despite plotting to flee abroad, we caught him.” He looked down at the man and softly said, “Tell everyone what you told me the other day.”
The man nodded repeatedly, “Yes, yes… President Liu of Hengqing Property instructed me to do this. He said this woman must die, or I wouldn’t get paid. I hit her once and wanted to finish the job, but then five or six people rushed over, and I got scared and ran away.”
