Xia Xianning, in a protective posture, leaned forward slightly in front of Luo Mingbai and continued: “Everyone present must have just heard that this person, who could cause a scene at the live broadcast for Wen Qianqian, is unable to say the basic information about his ‘idol’. Logically, this doesn’t make sense, so I have the right to doubt the authenticity of his previous statements. Do any of you have any objections to this point?”
The scene fell silent. Xia Xianning then turned to the person who delivered the letter: “I’m giving you a chance to speak now.
If you have evidence proving you are truly Wen Qianqian’s fan, you can present it.”
The letter-sender stammered: “You… you are bullying me… I clearly told the truth, I’m not convinced…”
Xia Xianning interrupted: “So you have nothing? If you have nothing, you are suspected of defamation and other crimes. With witnesses and evidence, you can wait for the police.”
His insistence on clarifying things on the spot was because he knew the other party’s purpose was not to make Luo Mingbai bear any substantial consequences, but to splash dirt on him.
Now that Luo Mingbai’s identity has been exposed, if the matter is not given a clear response and allowed to leave, public opinion online would be uncontrollable.
Xia Xianning knew this should have been handled by Luo Mingbai himself, but since he was present, he couldn’t just watch others slander Luo Mingbai.
As the matter was almost resolved, Xia Xianning turned to look at Luo Mingbai, who smiled at him.
Xia Xianning, shielded by his body, held Luo Mingbai’s hand briefly, walked down from the stage, and returned to his seat in the audience.
The troublemakers were quickly escorted outside by security to wait for the police.
Luo Mingbai shrugged, looked at the sweating Feng Zhengyang, then looked at the reporters below, not quite understanding why he was still sitting here. Was he supposed to give some concluding remarks?
Seeing everyone looking at him, Luo Mingbai picked up the letter paper.
A potential verbal battle that could have erupted ended with an unexpectedly unique atmosphere, leaving only “haha” in the comments.
The most miraculous effect of this press conference might not have been Xia Xianning’s on-site “declaration of love”, but rather how the host Feng Zhengyang was pushed to the sidelines, ultimately losing all presence, yet successfully diverting people’s attention from his scandal.
“Indeed, serious men are the most beautiful. I used to see Luo Yingbai acting and thought he was handsome but wasn’t a fan, but now I’ve become a die-hard fan in an instant! So cultured! So cool!”
“Ah, so awesome, my Luo! Emotional intelligence is so high!”
“Young Master Xia is domineering, he came and instantly the reporters didn’t dare to surround his wife anymore hahahahaha!”
Xia Xianning took his wife home and slept. The next morning, his wife was still lounging in bed while he had to return to work.
Not long after, Gou Songze was ordered to come to Xia Xianning’s small apartment and literally dig Luo Yingbai out of bed.
Luo Yingbai looked up drowsily, saw it was Gou Songze, immediately hugged his blanket, and said: “Leave.”
Gou Songze said: “I’m here on superior’s orders to bring you breakfast, get up quickly!”
Luo Yingbai sat up, swept his eyes over Gou Songze, and said: “Xianning would never specially send you for breakfast. Did you cause some trouble, or did you discover something to tell me? Just say it directly.”
Gou Songze gave a thumbs up and said: “After yesterday’s press conference, Director Xia asked me to find Gao Xiang and ask who hit his head.”
Gao Xiang was the crazy guy they encountered in Chang Village last time. Initially, his strange behavior was because his consciousness was controlled by Ge Panming. After Xia Xianning discovered and left, Gao Xiang’s condition remained unimproved.
In any case, he had no relatives, so when Xia Xianning left Chang Village, he took Gao Xiang and sent him to the hospital in T City for examination, discovering traces of head injury. Since then, Gao Xiang had been receiving treatment in the hospital.
Luo Yingbai immediately asked: “Is his illness cured?”
Gou Songze shook his head: “Director Xia said that even if it can’t be cured, talking might reveal something. Coincidentally, I was at the hospital yesterday for a case about a car accident victim’s ghost seeking a scapegoat, so I stopped by to see Gao Xiang.”
Luo Yingbai asked: “How was your conversation?”
Gou Songze said: “Not bad, quite harmonious. He said things I didn’t understand, I said things he didn’t understand. I didn’t cure him, but he almost drove me crazy.”
Luo Yingbai burst out laughing.
Gou Songze looked miserable, saying: “Stop laughing, you’re really annoying.”
Luo Yingbai petted him like a dog, laughing: “Sorry sorry, just couldn’t help it. So then? Xianning asked you to ask who hit his head, did you ask?”
From the day of his rebirth, his heart was set on waking up Jiang Yujia. The fact that his mother died to save him could be considered the greatest regret of Luo Yingbai’s life, but being anxious about it was useless.
He did not completely pin his hopes on Weibo. During this period, even before Luo Yingbai returned home, Luo Xiao and Xia Xianning had never given up on finding ways to wake up Jiang Yujia, but they had been futile.
After repeated cycles of hope and disappointment, Luo Yingbai’s mentality had long since changed from initial anxiety to much calmer. However, being stuck at the last step was unbearably frustrating.
Luo Yingbai knew that investigating the truth of Wen Qianqian’s death might not be useful to this case, but he had to do something.
Luo Yingbai tossed his phone up and down, considering the clues Gou Songze had just provided. Suddenly, his phone vibrated with an incoming call.
Luo Yingbai answered, and the caller respectfully said, “Young Master Luo.”
Luo Yingbai recognized the voice as Dai Dayu, his father’s first secretary.
Luo Yingbai said, “Oh, Uncle Dai? Hello.”
“No need to be so formal, Young Master,” Dai Dayu replied, maintaining his respectful attitude. He continued in a low voice, “The two reporters who questioned you at the conference have revealed the people behind them. I reported to Director Luo, and he instructed that you handle this matter personally.”
Luo Yingbai sat up straighter, saying, “Oh, I thought it might be my father’s rivals, but it seems this is my own issue?”
“Yes.”
Dai Dayu explained, “The two reporters refused to talk, as their actions did not violate the law. Without necessity, we didn’t want to use special methods, so we investigated their fund transfers and discovered that Xincheng Real Estate transferred 200,000 to each of them a few days ago.”
Luo Yingbai thought for a moment, “Xincheng Real Estate… whose property is this?”
Dai Dayu responded, “A subsidiary of the Huang family in S City.”
However, through investigating the Huang family’s recent business dealings, I found they have business connections with Feng Zhengyang, and the friendship between the Feng and Huang families dates back to Feng Zhengyang’s father’s generation.
Luo Yingbai pondered, “Is that so?”
Dai Dayu said, “Young Master, this person is currently embroiled in scandals. If the person who sent the letter yesterday had not been stopped by Director Xia, regardless of whether he had substantive evidence, he would have pushed you into the spotlight and diverted public attention.”
Dai Dayu’s reasoning made sense, but he did not understand Feng Zhengyang. Luo Yingbai recalled their first meeting, where Feng Zhengyang, after learning his identity, had slapped himself twice to apologize – would such a person deliberately offend him again to divert a scandal?
No, Feng Zhengyang shouldn’t be that kind of person.
