Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight novel Chapter 139

Chapter 139: Chapter 139: Another Turnaround

Chen Hongwei, upon seeing Lin Zhiyi arrive, took out the piece of jewelry he had prepared.

"I’ve already had it checked; the sapphire on this brooch is definitely not the same one I entrusted to Lin Zhiyi."

"I have the gemstone’s certificate here, as well as a confirmation letter signed by Lin Zhiyi herself during the handover."

"It is enough to demonstrate that she has been harboring designs on my gemstone for a long time, and today’s events are just a trap she set."

With Chen Hongwei’s accusations, Song Wanqiu in the crowd gave Shen Yan a threatening look.

Shen Yan had almost blurted out her name during the live broadcast, and Song Wanqiu had made a point of giving her a good talking-to as they descended the stairs.

And now, Shen Yan did not disappoint Wanqiu; wrapped in a bathrobe, she stared at Lin Zhiyi with a dark and twisted expression.

The next second, she suddenly burst into tears and wailed in protest.

"It wasn’t me! I’ve been framed by Lin Zhiyi as well! I had no idea she stole Mr. Chen’s gemstone! Zhiyi, how could you do this to me and Mr. Chen? I don’t want to live anymore!"

With that, she ran into a pillar.

The crowd was slow to react, but by the time someone stepped forward to pull Shen Yan away, her head was already bleeding profusely.

Don’t be fooled by how meek Shen Yan usually plays it; in reality, she is even more desperate than Song Wanqiu.

Bowing and scraping, admitting guilt, harming oneself to prove a point—she was capable of doing what others would disdain or dare not do.

As long as it served her purpose.

Like now, faced with someone whose attempted suicide apparently proved her innocence, the people were naturally more inclined to believe.

Coupled with the evidence provided by Chen Hongwei.

Disdainful and reproachful glances once again fell on Lin Zhiyi.

But as Lin Zhiyi approached, the crowd, seeing the scarf around her neck, exchanged their disdainful looks for ones of shock.

They conscientiously made way for her.

Without suspicion, Lin Zhiyi walked slowly to the edge of the stage, looked at Chen Hongwei and Shen Yan, and chuckled softly.

"You two are saying I’m framing you, a charge I certainly can’t accept. After all, I’m not holding a knife to your throats making you two fool around."

"Besides, throughout the live broadcast, Shen Yan never cried out for help, and Mr. Chen was still enthusiastically engaged even when Mrs. Chen knocked on the door. Please explain, how am I to blame?"

"I have another question: if I wasn’t even there, how, pray tell, did you two get into the room?"

At this query, Shen Yan’s blood-stained face turned even paler, while even Chen Hongwei’s expression froze.

Shen Yan’s room card had been stolen.

Chen Hongwei, having publicly declared himself framed, how could he admit to having accepted someone else’s room card?

As such, the two of them became mute, unable to explain themselves for a long time.

Shen Yan, of course, was not about to sit idly by; unable to explain, she cried as if in unbearable agony.

Always believing her tears could garner sympathy.

Alas...

Lin Zhiyi slowly approached Shen Yan, not only refraining from questioning why she was being framed but also kindly helped her to her feet.

"Shen Yan, if you really like Mr. Chen you could have just said so, no need for these underhanded schemes. It really isn’t nice to meddle in other people’s relationships."

Frozen with terror, Shen Yan stammered out, "No, I, I’m not... you’re slandering me."

Lin Zhiyi scoffed.

Feels the pain when the boomerang hits you, huh?

This wasn’t over yet.

Suddenly, Shen Yan’s voice came through the banquet hall’s speakers.

"Mr. Chen is so wealthy, if he were willing... that would be such a great thing, something others would envy."