THE FAKE DAUGHTER BECAME THE FAVORITE - CHAPTER 216

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Chapter 216

"Fine then!" Brother Long blustered with immense arrogance. "If you've falsely accused me, you have to kneel down and kowtow to apologize to me! Just asking, do you dare or not?!"

Before today, he hadn't even met Wen Yan face-to-face. He simply didn't believe a woman like her could produce any real evidence. How laughable!

"Sure," Wen Yan smiled faintly. "What wouldn't I dare? But if I haven't falsely accused you, how do you plan to apologize to me?"

Brother Long raised an eyebrow: "That's an impossibility. You are outright falsely accusing me. I am a law-abiding citizen, a man on whom you can't find a single fault. Today, even if the King of Heaven himself shows up, I am still not a loan shark."

With such boastful words... even Wen Chengcai broke into a cold sweat on his behalf.

Brother Long couldn't withstand a real background check at all; the public security system still held his record of serving time in prison, after all.

Fearing that saying too much would ruin their plans, Wen Chengcai secretly tugged at the hem of Brother Long's shirt.

Wen Yan remained unhurried and calm.

She opened her previous phone call recording once again.

"I believe everyone is very familiar with this recording, since I just played it a few minutes ago. This is the recording when Wen Chengcai used his leverage to call and borrow money from me. However, if everyone listens carefully, you will discover that at that time, there wasn't only Wen Chengcai's voice on the other end. He was clearly in a casino-like place, and there were other people talking inside, including the matters of gambling and borrowing money I mentioned earlier."

'Right right right!' Bullet comments quickly floated up across the screen. 'I also heard it just now! There was indeed someone who said such a line over there!'

'+1, I heard it too! So I believe Wen Yan, this Wen Chengcai definitely lost money gambling and then called to extort Wen Yan, wanting to treat her as his personal cash machine!'

Wen Yan paused the recording right when it played the phrase: "If you dare to borrow money for gambling, don't think of running."

"Brother Long, is it?" Wen Yan looked at the middle-aged man in the opposite livestream room. "Do you admit that this is your voice?"

That was undeniably his own voice!

But how could he possibly admit it?

Brother Long gave two dry coughs: "So this is what you call evidence? Do you think you're playing house like a child? Just because you say it's my voice, it becomes my voice? Little sister, seeing is believing while hearing is false, BBChaven't you heard this saying before? Seeing that you aren't so young anymore, you really shouldn't be so naive.

"As long as you haven't seen this line come out of my mouth with your own eyes, you cannot prove that I said it. Voices naturally get somewhat distorted over the phone anyway. Besides, there are plenty of people in the world with similar voices—on what grounds do you get to pin this voice onto my head?

"Why don't you ask the netizens to judge fairly? Come on, everyone come and express your opinions! Do you think our big celebrity's words make any sense?"

The netizens gathered to watch the drama were all spectators who didn't mind a bigger show.

'It really doesn't make sense; this truly can't prove anything.'

'Although I also feel the voice in the phone is similar in timbre to this guy, it seems this really can't serve as evidence.'

'Exactly. That female celebrity was so full of confidence—I thought she had some ironclad proof in hand, but to think it's just this.'

'Brother Long had one point right: that female celebrity opposite really is acting like she's playing house.'

'I say, can the female celebrity opposite kneel down and kowtow to apologize to Brother Long now?'

'Kneel your granddaddy! It's one thing for this ghost named Brother Long to be illiterate, but are all of you typing on keyboards illiterate too? Don't you know a person's vocal timbre is unique?'

'Because everyone's vocal cord structure, vibration mode, vocal habits, and resonant cavities are all different—these factors combined construct a person's timbre. Even the police use equipment and technology to cross-compare when handling cases, and it can be found out immediately, okay?!'

'A group of people knowing nothing yet running their mouths here, it really laughs me to death.'

'You know it all, you know everything! Since you're so knowledgeable, why don't you go arrest Brother Long and take him to the police station for a voice comparison?'

'Haha, calling you illiterate and you still won't accept it. That whatever-ghost Brother Long can't even be arrested by the police without suspecting a crime, but as a citizen, he has an obligation to cooperate with an investigation.'

Wen Yan saw everyone's arguments.

She remained steady and unhurried.

"Everyone, please stay calm. Of course I wouldn't conclude that this voice belongs to Brother Long based on this alone. But what if I have other favorable evidence?"

"Then bring it out!" Seeing many netizens standing on his side, Brother Long grew increasingly arrogant.

"Don't tell me you can't afford to play and can't bring yourself to kneel down and apologize to me? Let me tell you, I am not one to be messed with, nor someone you can just falsely accuse."

As Brother Long spoke, he even blurted out regional dialect phrases.

"Haha," Wen Yan gave a soft laugh. "I know you're anxious, but don't be anxious just yet. Oh right, let me ask you: do you have a mobile phone?"

"Damn nonsense! Who are you looking down on? Thinking only you celebrities have money, huh? Let me tell you, not only do I have a phone, I have two of them!"

"Oh, is that so?" Wen Yan used a bit of provocation. "Then take them out for me to see. Don't tell me you don't dare."

"What do I not dare to do?" Brother Long found it amusing, and subsequently pulled two mobile phones out from his pocket and placed them on the table.

Wen Yan continued with a fake smile: "Wow, there really are two phones. Could they have been stolen?"

"Are you out of your mind?! Do I need to go steal or rob two lousy phones?!"

Forget Brother Long, even some netizens couldn't watch any longer.

'No wait, why did Wen Yan say that? Even if this Brother Long looks fierce and evil like he's not a good person, she can't just open her mouth and question others as thieves!'

'Seriously, livestreams flip over easiest; she might have accidentally exposed her true colors.'

Wen Yan also knew it wasn't quite appropriate to suddenly say such words under these circumstances.

However, she had her own plan.

Undeterred by the netizens' reactions, she continued talking to Brother Long according to her script.

"Very good. That is to say, you are certain both of these phones belong to you, right?"

"Of course! Is there anything to be uncertain about? Didn't you see them being pulled out from my pocket, instead of someone else's?"

"So the SIM cards inside the phones belong to you too?"

"No, I really can't stand you anymore." Brother Long had a short temper. "How did a person like you, who repeats the same sentence over and over, become a celebrity? Is there no threshold to being a celebrity? Have you attended primary school? Did your primary school Chinese teacher teach you to speak concisely and clearly?!"

Wen Yan raised her eyebrows. She didn't interrupt Brother Long's ranting, but patiently listened to him finish speaking.

She could have interrupted, but she was too lazy to do so.

Interrupting mid-way would look like an unstructured, heated quarrel with back-and-forth bickering.

She didn't like that style.

Therefore, she waited until Brother Long finished before continuing her own statement.

"Alright. That is to say, you now confirm that the SIM cards in the phones belong to you. Now, let me ask you once more: when Wen Chengcai called me to borrow money, were you by his side or not? Or rather, were you two together on that day?"

"No! I'm not his nanny, is there any need for me to follow him wherever he goes?! Of course I wasn't with him that day—I didn't see him at all!"

"Alright. Since you weren't with him at the time, your phone must have been in your own pocket, not in Wen Chengcai's pocket."

"Otherwise?! Huh?! My phone was naturally in my own pocket, what nonsense! Honestly!"

"Great! Everything I needed to ask has been asked, and you've given very firm answers to every single one of my questions. Next, I am going to show the netizens another item."

As Wen Yan spoke, she picked up her other phone once again and pointed her finger at one of the call records.

"Look, everyone: this phone number is the one from my previous recording. Then, less than an hour later, another number called. Of course, I recorded that too, and now I'll play it for everyone."

"......Alright, this recording is relatively short, and now it's finished playing. I believe everyone could hear that this call was also made by Wen Chengcai. After I blacklisted his phone number, he switched to another number to call me again, continuing to ask for money. When I refused, he asked if I wanted to know who my biological father was, it felt as though he wanted to trade this news for money. I blacklisted him again. Afterwards, still unwilling to give up, he began sending me text messages, and I blacklisted them one by one.

"What I'm curious about now is: if I dial these numbers back one by one, who will be the ones answering? Do they know Wen Chengcai, or are they in cahoots with him?"

Just as her voice fell, Wen Yan dialed one of the numbers.

Miraculously, Brother Long's phone in the opposite livestream room began ringing at the exact same moment.

Wen Yan raised an eyebrow: "Didn't you say the phone was never given to Wen Chengcai, nor were you with him that day? Why did your phone ring?"

Brother Long instantly broke into a cold sweat.

Damn it, forgot about this!

No wonder this woman kept talking about the phones earlier!

He immediately hung up the call and defended himself dishonestly: "A telemarketing call, I won't answer it."

"A telemarketing call? Are you sure it wasn't dialed by me? Otherwise, why did my side disconnect the moment you hung up? What are you doing with your phone? Put it down! You're not thinking of blacklisting me on the spot, are you? Do you dare to show your phone screen in front of the camera for everyone to see?"

"Why should I show everyone? This is my privacy! Besides, if I say it's a telemarketing call, it's a telemarketing call!"

Not only did Brother Long refrain from showing the camera, he even blacklisted Wen Yan's number.

Wen Yan casually dialed another one back; as expected, it prompted 'The line is currently busy'.

Throughout the entire process, Wen Yan kept the speakerphone on.

"Everyone sees it, right? He has a guilty conscience and doesn't dare to show us his phone."

"You're the one with a guilty conscience!" Brother Long remained stubborn to the end. "Who knows who you're calling? Maybe that person was already on another call."

"Fine! Then let's try them one by one. I blacklisted so many numbers, and you have two phones—there will always be one that belongs to you."

At this point, viewers in the livestream room began to sigh:

'It's no use. He has already memorized your number. Even if you dial again, he'll still use the same excuse. As long as he doesn't show us the screen and insists the caller wasn't you, you can't do anything to him either.'

Sure enough, when Wen Yan dialed again, although Brother Long's other phone rang as well, he simply refused to admit it.

Moreover, he blacklisted Wen Yan's phone number once again.

The bullet comments couldn't help lamenting:

'Too many coincidences cease to be coincidence. I really admire this Brother Long's thick skin—truly unbeatable in shamelessness. If I were exposed face-to-face, I would have signed off the stream directly.'

And in the very next instant, Brother Long's phone rang yet again.

This time, as if showing off a treasure, he held the phone up right in front of the camera:

"Come, come, come! Didn't you all want to see? I'll let you see! Take a look at the opposite side first—she is currently dialing, right? But it won't connect. Yet an incoming call is coming through on my side!"

Comments: 'You've already blacklisted her, so her call definitely can't come through!'

'Answer it! Answer the call to prove it to us!'

'Exactly, answer it!'

Instantly, screens full of the word 'Answer' floated across the barrage.

Although Brother Long didn't know who made this call either, as long as it wasn't Wen Yan, it was fine.

In front of everyone, he pressed the answer button.

However, the moment the call connected...

Wen Yan's voice transmitted directly through the phone:

"Hi there! Slapped in the face, aren't you? Didn't expect this call was made by my assistant, did you? Admit it—this is your phone number, right? At that time, you were together with Wen Chengcai, plotting together on how to demand money from me."

The exact same words formed a double duet between Wen Yan's own livestream room and Wen Chengcai's livestream room.

Brother Long froze for a moment, then hurriedly hung up the call.

Without saying another word, he picked up his phone and left the livestream room.

Wen Chengcai was also somewhat stunned.

Exposed just like that? Brother Long was still too hasty, not calm enough.

He hurriedly spoke up: "Even if this phone belongs to Brother Long, so what? You blacklisted me—couldn't I borrow a neighbor's phone to contact you?!"

Wen Yan let out a helpless sigh: "Connecting and trying to talk sense with you guys is truly a waste of my time. I've finally witnessed what unreasonable bickering looks like. This matter directly proves he is lying, which means his testimony for you holds zero credibility and indicates you are lying as well. Shouldn't you feel deeply ashamed right now? Your lies have been exposed!"

"What lies?! Have you done the paternity test with me? You call it a lie before even doing it?!"

Wen Yan shook her head: "I remember when we were at the police station, your speech and mannerisms weren't like this, and the phone you used was very shabby. But now you've changed. Who exactly is instigating you behind the scenes?"

"Nobody is instigating me! I just want to seek justice!"

"Fine, you want justice, right? If you really are my father, then from my birth until now, you haven't raised me for even a single minute. Since there is no legal provision for severing a father-daughter relationship, go ahead and sue me! I will pay you child-to-parent maintenance according to the legal minimum standard until you pass away!"

"What? What did you say?!" Wen Chengcai exploded. He pulled off all these stunts precisely for money—what use were those few hundred bucks from the legal minimum standard?!

"You are so rich and earn money so easily, yet you only give me a minimum standard?! That's impossible—I will keep dragging this out with you to the end!"

"Sure. With the livestream reaching this point, I believe everyone has seen things clearly. Whether or not you are my biological father, right now you are nothing more than a gambler desperately trying to get money out of me, not hesitating to smear me for cash.

"Let's meet at the testing institution and in court. I am going to ask the director for leave right now, and I will return to City A tomorrow!"

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