Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
[Sorry to break it to you, but my values are all over the place because Iâm head over heels in love. Isnât this the true definition of a bare-faced goddess?]
[Agree. My moral compass is totally guided by her stunning looks. And honestly, since the truth isnât clear, we shouldnât jump to malicious conclusions. Iâm waiting for her explanation. If it turns out to be false, Iâll become her fan; if itâs true, Iâll adore her in secret.]
As Rong Qi revealed her face in the live broadcast, the atmosphere shifted dramatically.
Watching from a distance in a van, Wang Qing was fuming with anger. She thought, âI didnât pay for people to gawk at Rong Qiâs beauty!â
Wang Qing angrily made a phone call, her voice filled with fury, âWhatâs going on? Where are your people in the live broadcast?â
After hanging up, Wang Qingâs gaze shifted back to the broadcast.
[Sheâs pretty, but does beauty give you the right to do as you please? Neglecting the elderly, ignoring your critically ill father⦠How can such a person not be condemned by morality?]
[You see how shabbily her grandmother dresses, yet sheâs all decked out in fancy clothes. Doesnât she feel ashamed? If I were her, Iâd be looking for a hole to crawl into right now.]
[Both are sisters, but one looks worn out from gathering medical fees, and staying in the hospital, while the other is attending high-end auctions, looking radiant. This world is so unfair!]
Amid the condemnations, some staunchly defended their own views.
[Rumor-mongers, how do you know Rong Qi hasnât paid the medical bills? Were you hiding under the bed and saw it?]
[Exactly, and Rong Qi isnât exactly decked out in luxury. Sheâs dressed in low-key black. I canât even tell what brand sheâs wearing.]
[To those picking bones, why arenât you scrutinizing Rong Feiyu? Who wears eyeliner when theyâre worn out and in a hospital, and dresses in colorful clothes? Hmm, even wearing high-heeled shoes. Talk about being dutiful!]
As people began to notice the contrast between the two live broadcasts, they quickly picked up on the discrepancies. The live broadcast turned noisy with arguments.
Rong Qi, observing Mrs. Rong Sr. throwing a tantrum nearby, narrowed her eyes slightly.
âWhatâs there to explain? Whatever you say. Whether itâs as a daughter or as a father, I accept,â said Rong Qi.
Echoing Sheng Jianâs words, Rong Qiâs voice, tinged with mockery, was intoxicating.
[My goodness, Iâm done for, Iâm about to become her fan. Her voice is so lovely!]n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
[Why do I find a hint of magnetism in a womanâs voice? Ah, Iâm bleeding from the nose. Sheâs so cool. Iâm convinced thereâs more to this story!]
[Save me. Her âlike I careâ attitude is so cool!]
Yet as Rong Qi spoke, Mrs. Rong Sr. grew more indignant. Standing up, Mrs. Rong Sr. wailed, âDid you hear that? Sheâs so heartless! My poor son doesnât even have money for medical treatment, and she turns to recognize someone else as her father. Oh, I canât live like this!â
Rong Qi, facing the unreasonable Mrs. Rong Sr., pulled out her phone to send a message. While Rong Qi was busy, the reporters on site continued to stir the pot for Mrs. Rong Sr.
âWeâve connected with our colleagues at the hospital, and now weâll report the situation live for you..â