Lin Wanyi got a fright, not yet knowing what was happening.
Just as she was about to open the door to check, Liu Renzhi grabbed her.
Lin Wanyi didn’t understand: "Why are you holding me back? Let me go see what’s going on."
Liu Renzhi unlocked his phone and handed it to her:
"After you see this, you’ll understand."
Lin Wanyi took the phone skeptically, growing angrier and angrier as she read, her chest heaving violently.
She gripped the phone, trembling:
"They don’t know anything—how dare they say all this? What right do they have?"
"I have to go out there. Ren Zhi, I have to go explain to them. I can’t let them slap this ‘old mistress’ label on me."
"I can’t. I can’t. If Keke sees this, how heartbroken she’ll be."
"And calling you a gigolo? They even posted Keke’s photo—this is way too dangerous. I can’t take it. I’m going out."
Liu Renzhi still held her back:
"I know you’re furious. I am too. But don’t rush.
"If you go out now, it won’t help. They’re raging—they won’t listen to a word."
"They’ll only believe what they see and hear. Walking out there now would just make you their punching bag."
"Then what? Let them slander me and you like this?
"No, we can’t let this happen. If they leak your identity, it’ll seriously hurt you."
"Renzhi, let me go."
Liu Renzhi kissed her directly, holding the kiss for several minutes before pulling away:
"Don’t worry. Trust me, I’ve got this. Let them make a scene. Let them go mad. In the end, they’ll be the ones who feel the pain."
Lin Wanyi trusted him completely. Suddenly, it clicked:
"Is that why you showed up at my door right now—because of the trending topics?"
"Yes," Liu Renzhi admitted without hesitation:
"I thought you’d already seen them. I was worried about you.
"Wanyi, don’t be afraid. They’ll be driven out in a few minutes."
Sure enough, within minutes, all the hospital security guards appeared, and even the police arrived.
The crowd refused to leave, shouting:
"We’re doing this for justice! We’re cracking down on mistresses!
"We haven’t done anything wrong. Why are you arresting us? You should be arresting that shameless old mistress!"
The police weren’t having any of it:
"This is a hospital—a place to treat the sick, not a playground for your nonsense.
"If you don’t leave now, you’re all coming down to the station."
With the police and security working together, the mob was finally cleared from the inpatient building.
But they still stood downstairs, holding banners that screamed "Down with the mistress" and shouting through loudspeakers:
"Down with the mistress—everyone’s duty! Down with the mistress—everyone’s duty!"
They’d gone mad.
Lin Wanyi didn’t get it:
"They’re just random netizens—why are they so worked up?"
"They’re not just random netizens."
Liu Renzhi showed her a document:
"A large chunk of them are paid actors hired by Zhou Chenyu."
"She’s insane," Lin Wanyi fumed, then shot Liu Renzhi a glare:
"And this is all your romantic baggage."
Liu Renzhi felt wronged:
"What romantic baggage? I’ve never given her any hint of romantic interest—it’s all been one-sided on her part.
"If I really had feelings for her, we’d have been together after all these years. Don’t pin this on me."
Lin Wanyi couldn’t help but laugh:
"Even at a time like this, you’re playing the victim?"
"Of course I am." Liu Renzhi defended himself earnestly:
"In this life, I’ve only ever shown off for you. No one else counts. You’ll never shake me off, got it?"
"Yeah, yeah, I’ve got it. But what do you plan to do now? They can’t keep this up forever without it hurting you in the end."
Liu Renzhi stared down at the crowd below:
"Let them keep at it. The bigger the mess, the better."
The bigger the mess, the more people would know he was getting married.
The more people would know his fiancée was Lin Wanyi.
Perfect. The more who knew, the better—he’d wanted to tell the world all along.
The trending topics kept exploding, and even the media caught wind, swarming the hospital entrance.
They went live, covering the whole scene.
Someone questioned:
"Why is the trending topic just harping on this woman? Not a single mention of the old man?"
"Yeah, it takes two to tango. Expose the old man too. Why is he getting a free pass?"
"This old guy must have some pull. Look—he’s got her in a VIP ward. We tried going up and got chased off by the cops.
"Damn it. Who the hell is this deadbeat? Drag him out and parade him!"
Netizens find everything if they dig hard enough.
And with Liu Renzhi deliberately leaking info, it didn’t take long.
Soon, someone exposed his identity:
"Oh my god—no wonder that old mistress played every trick to seduce him. He’s the CEO of Liu Corporation—basically the richest man in town."
The internet exploded. Everyone dove in for the gossip:
[I’ve never seen the CEO of Liu Corp before, but usually, CEOs are like fifty- or sixty-year-old geezers, right?]
[Definitely. No way a young guy could land that title. Disgusting—an old fossil cheating on his wife. How bad must his wife feel? Their kids are probably as old as his mistress!]
[Let’s go protest outside Liu Corp headquarters. We need to punish this deadbeat who abandoned his wife and kids.]
Someone even dug up a photo of Liu Jiannan and posted it:
"Look, that’s him. That old jerk. How repulsive."
The fact that Liu Jiannan was in his fifties seemed to confirm everyone’s suspicions.
They all decided Lin Wanyi was the mistress.
Up in his villa, Liu Jiannan nearly went ballistic when he saw his own photo.
He paced the living room:
"Are these people insane? They just parrot what they hear—not even bothering to check for themselves? Puppets being led around by the nose?
"If just one of them went to our official site! Or asked an AI! This is ridiculous!"
Su Jing pondered as well:
"Yeah, this isn’t that simple. Honey, someone’s definitely steering this mess.
"But who? I’m worried. Honey, I need to go to the hospital."
Liu Jiannan nodded:
"I’m going with you."
Liu Siyue wanted to go too, but Su Jing stopped her:
"You stay home and watch Huihui and Keke. Especially Keke—don’t let her near a phone, got it?
"She’s too young. It would break her heart to see this stuff."
Liu Siyue stayed behind.
She followed Su Jing’s advice and played games with Wang Keke in the garden.
On the way to the hospital, Su Jing’s heart pounded with anxiety.
She kept scrolling through her phone.
The outrage was even fiercer than before. Some people had thrown eggs at Lin Wanyi’s house.
Someone even interviewed He Jingchun.
In front of the camera, she ranted with fury:
"That Lin Wanyi bitch—she is a mistress. And she won’t admit it!
"I called her out as a mistress before, and her family beat me up and threatened to sue me.
"She gets off scot-free because that old man has power. She terrorizes everyone in our village."
Come on, take a look at my front door—her younger brother kicked it to pieces.
Not only did he refuse to pay for the damage, but he's also trying to sue me for compensation.
I have never seen such an outrageous person!
