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In the hall, videos were continuously playing, showing her face twisted in agony as she screamed at everyone, "Turn it off! Turn it off right now! This is fake! It's a setup! It's fabricated! This isn't me! Not me! Turn it off!"
Lan Qingqing was losing her mind, clutching her forehead, unwilling to face the reality of the situation. Just moments ago, she had been rational and overflowing with emotions, but now she couldn't even protect herself.
Tong Le was unaware of who had released this video package. It must be said that this gift arrived at just the right moment.
She approached Lan Qingqing with a cold smile. "So, the worthless thing that Ke Wenjie has been keeping outside is you? No wonder you were so heartbroken over him earlier! Lan Qingqing, we spent four years together in university and three years after graduation—seven years in total. How many times have you slept with Ke Wenjie?"
In an instant, the crowd's whispers turned their attention toward Lan Qingqing, with curses rising and falling like waves. Some even threw pens and pen holders at her.
Everyone felt used by Lan Qingqing; no one liked being manipulated by someone with ulterior motives.
Lan Qingqing grasped Tong Le's arm, trying to explain. "Lele, it's not true! I didn't! I have a husband! My husband is wealthy and powerful! How could I possibly cheat with Ke Wenjie? Those videos are fake! It's not me! It's fabricated! You have to believe me! Our seven years of friendship—how could you doubt me?"
Tong Le looked at Lan Qingqing's contorted face and calmly replied, "So, is the child in your belly your husband's or Ke Wenjie's?"
Tong Le let out a cold laugh. "Interesting. Just a moment ago, you said that although Ke Wenjie cheated, he didn't father any illegitimate children."
She lightly pointed at Lan Qingqing's belly. "You were so passionate in that video; whose child is it really?"
Lan Qingqing felt herself spiraling into madness. She couldn't articulate her thoughts; her mind was a chaotic whirlwind of fear and denial. She couldn't think rationally at all.
Desperately, she took out her phone to call Mo Kai Liang. She wanted him to come and explain; after all, she still had a husband with status and influence who might help salvage her reputation.
But just then, all the computers in the hall received another email.
This time, everyone returned to their seats and opened their inboxes to find an email with an attached document detailing Mo Kai Liang's true identity. It included information about his previous work in a chemical factory and farming in the countryside, along with some photos of him in rural settings.
The most devastating blow came at the end of the document—a medical report clearly stating that Mo Kai Liang was infertile.
The so-called military-industrial rich second-generation persona and independent entrepreneur image crumbled to dust.
Finally, an employee could no longer hold back their anger and stood up to shout at Lan Qingqing, "You liar! How many lies have you spun to deceive us? You're the mistress trying to ruin Tong Le's marriage! You shamelessly deceived Tong Le! You even brought in a poor boy pretending to be some military heir! Lan Qingqing, do you think we're all fools? I even defended you, only to find out it was all a lie!"
Lan Qingqing stumbled to the computer and saw the document on the screen. Her legs went weak, and her mind spun as she realized her life was utterly ruined. She had no idea who had orchestrated such a vicious attack against her; now it was too late for any explanations!
Hiding behind his workstation, Hou Yi took advantage of the chaos in the hall and laughed out loud until tears streamed down his face.
When he finally looked up, he locked eyes with Tong Le.
In that brief moment, they both understood everything without needing words.
Tong Le knew that those two emails had come from Hou Yi's hands; such extreme measures could only be executed by someone as ruthless as him.
Hou Yi flashed a smile at Tong Le and even winked playfully.
At that moment, out of nowhere, Wu Youyou appeared in the main hall, holding a bucket of red paint. She was still dressed in her work uniform, suggesting she had just been painting in her office.
Carrying the paint bucket, she walked up behind Lan Qingqing. In an instant, she lifted the bucket, and a full load of red paint poured down from the top of Lan Qingqing's head to her feet.
With the entire bucket emptied, Wu Youyou casually tossed the empty container at Ke Wenjie. She clapped her hands and smiled slightly, thinking to herself that this was what those two shameless individuals deserved!
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