HBWMA -Chapter 343 Switching the Main Stage

“HAHAHAHAHAHA!”

For three years, the Fu family had been suppressed by the Shen family. The main hall hadn’t heard such joyful laughter in a long time.

“A family actually needs a young girl to step forward and clear their name just to save face. The Su family’s reputation is completely ruined,” Fu Jiasheng said brightly, unable to contain his delight.

Su Miao agreeing to accept media interviews was indeed an unexpected piece of good news for the Fu family, but Fu Lingnan still had some doubts.

“Did that girl say it herself?”

Fu Jiasheng nodded. “Yes. She said if she doesn’t clear her name, her life is over. Kids are like that—young and inexperienced. When something like this happens, they think the sky is falling. This really feels like heaven is helping us. Tomorrow’s press conference—we must help her push it all the way. Let the entire A Country know.”

Fu Jiaming raised his teacup. “Congratulations, big brother. Once the Su family falls, your promotion to Police Commissioner is just a matter of time.”

Fu Jiasheng clinked his cup back. “Speaking of this, A-Ming also played a big part in planning it. Come, big brother will toast you with tea instead of wine.”

Fu Jiaming smiled. “No need to be so polite.”

“You two shouldn’t be too happy just yet.” Fu Lingnan turned to Fu Jiaming. “What’s happening on the Shen family side?”

Fu Jiaming replied, “No movement from Shen Manor. The Su family is collapsing and everyone is pushing them down now. Shen Qian has just regained control of the cabinet—this is the perfect time for him to restore public support. He won’t step in at a time like this. As for that old man from the Shen family… the message we received says he has rejected all domestic correspondence. Looks like he doesn’t intend to get involved in this mess.”

At the mention of the Shen family, the smile on Fu Lingnan’s face vanished.

“Hmph. That old man Shen Zhuang—I will make him pay back Shen Manor’s humiliation tenfold one day.”

A cold glint flashed in Fu Jiaming’s eyes as his hand resting on his knee slowly touched the leg that had once been crippled.

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The next day.

The highest prosecutor of the Supreme Procuratorate made a high-profile appearance at the Su residence. Ten armored police escort vehicles led the way as Su Shen was taken to the Procuratorate building. By afternoon, he still had not returned.

The entire Su family gathered in the main hall.

“Grandpa, will Father be okay?” Su Zao was restless. He was still young and had never truly experienced such turmoil. Everything happening had already exceeded what he could handle.

Su Jingliu played with the glass prayer beads in his hand, his gaze sweeping across the room as his brows tightened slightly.

“Where is Su Miao?”

Everyone froze, only now realizing someone was missing from the house.

Mother Su immediately stood up. “She should be resting in her room.”

“Master! Master! Something terrible has happened!” The butler rushed into the main hall in panic. “Miss Miao… she’s on television!”

Clatter—

Su Jingliu’s gaze went blank as the bead string in his hand scattered across the floor.

“Grandpa!” Su Yun hurried forward to support him.

Su Zhuo grabbed the remote without hesitation.

The screen lit up.

On Beigang Satellite TV, the words “LIVE” in the top right corner were especially striking. Su Miao sat neatly in a bright red wool coat facing the camera. Under the floodlights, she looked like Little Red Riding Hood accidentally stepping into an adult jungle.

“Today I’ve invited all the media here because I want to clarify one thing…”

At that moment, in front of televisions, screens, and phones, people from different camps were watching.

The Fu family, Guan family, Yao family, Gu family, Zhou family, Qiao family…

All of them were laughing at the girl’s naivety.

The greatest trap of the adult world is making children believe that people care about the truth—when in reality, how many truly care whether Su Miao is innocent? What they care about is only the interests hidden behind the truth.

Inside a club, a group of young heirs and socialites who were partying hard were also stunned by the scene.

Guan He rubbed his eyes in disbelief. “Has that girl gone insane?”

Qiao Jinxin stood up and opened a bottle of expensive champagne. Unlike the others, in his eyes, Su Miao on the screen looked like a brave and fearless warrior.

A “crazy goose” had begun to show the shadow of a white swan.

At the same time in Beigang, Jiang Huashan sat cross-legged in front of the TV holding a strawberry juice.

Shen Guiling and Shen Lanxi came out of their rooms at the same time. They exchanged a glance and walked into the living room.

“I and Lanxi have things to do tonight. Mo Ran will come over to keep you company for dinner.”

Jiang Huashan waved her hand. “Oh.”

Seeing that she was still staring intently at the TV, the two of them didn’t say anything more and quietly left.

“Miss Su, may I ask—did the Su family deliberately abuse you? Are the physical injuries caused by Su Yun real?”

“Miss Su, why didn’t you report this incident to the police? Was someone threatening or intimidating you?”

“Miss Su, you were sent to Jinghe Hospital for treatment on the night of the incident. Does that mean the video content is real?”

Su Miao’s palms were drenched in sweat. The flashing spotlights made her unable to see anything clearly.

She forced herself to stay calm. “First question: the Su family did not abuse me. They treated me like their own kin. They are the best family in this world.”

“Second question: no one threatened me. After that incident, what I felt the most wasn’t fear—it was encouragement.”

“Third question: the content in the video is real…”

The moment she said this, the crowd erupted in an uproar.

A flash of determination crossed Su Miao’s eyes as she spoke firmly, word by word: “But it’s not complete.”

“Aren’t you all demanding the full version with blood-written pleas?” she said, her gaze filled with contempt as she looked straight into the camera, as if confronting those hidden behind the scenes. “Today, I’ll grant your wish.”

As soon as she finished speaking, a giant screen dropped behind her. A piercing, obscene laugh instantly echoed throughout the entire venue.

Su Miao stood up and looked up at the screen. This was the first time she faced her own nightmare head-on.

The moment her clothes were lifted—

“Bang—!”

A gunshot rang out in the venue. The sound system was so realistic that some people thought a firefight had broken out and fled in panic. Only after reacting did they realize a girl wearing a pink cap had broken into the dark room, holding a gun.

The criminals panicked and scattered, but seeing that it was only a young girl, they quickly regained confidence.

“Don’t panic, she’s alone. Let’s all rush her.”

“There are eight of you. I have thirty bullets. Whoever moves first gets shot.”

The girl’s voice was young, carrying a casual, disdainful arrogance. Without waiting for their reaction, she fired three shots in a row, hitting three of them in the legs.

“Now you’ve got five left.”

“Bang—”

“Four.”

“Bang—”

“Three.”

In an instant, the dark room filled with miserable screams. The girl walked step by step toward Su Miao, who was lying on the ground, while the criminals cautiously backed away.

“Bang—”

“Two.”

She crouched down, took off her pink cap, and placed it on Su Miao’s head, tilting her head as she looked at the bloodied scum.

“If you don’t want to die, kneel properly.”

On camera, that face was wild and stunning. That sideways, mocking smile was absolutely lethal.

To shift the tide, the most effective way is to stir up an even greater storm.

Outside the camera’s view, Jiang Huashan satisfiedly touched her own face.

Now it was her home field.

【Ding—】

【Golden Orchid Arc: Su Miao. Objective completed: willingly betray oneself for each other. Progress: 1/2】