Chapter 537: No Time to Waste, Handing Over Evidence to the Police
A Big Shot's Woman Is Wild and Fierce
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The Su family was merely a peripheral family in Beijing, constantly at risk of being expelled from the cityâs elite circle. Their only significant connection was through Mrs. Su, who was the cousin of Mrs. Qian Haiqiongâs wife. She was desperately trying to climb the social ladder of the Qian family.
Seeing the name Qian Haiqiong, Wen Xinâs first thought was of Qian Meng, and with a few casual taps on her phone, she replied to Chu Yunxuanâs message.
âWhatâs the relationship between Qian Haiqiong and Qian Meng? Qian Mengâs father?â
âNo, heâs a distant relative in the Qian family, noticeable but not prominent.â
Wen Xin smiled subtly, amused by the reply. She had thought there might be some significant connection, but it turned out to be a weak link, hardly worth her pride.
âWhat are you laughing at? Donât think you can clear your name just because you wear fakes, you country bumpkinâ¦â
Before Su Shan could finish her sentence, Wen Xin smashed her water bottle across Su her mouth, causing it to swell instantly. The pain made her cry out, tears flowing uncontrollably.
Wen Xin stood up, her dark eyes piercing as they fixed on the pitiful, teary-eyed Su Shan.
âIf you insult me again, Iâll make you mute!â
Wen Xinâs gaze was intimidating. Su Shan, covering her mouth and crouching on the floor, didnât dare to look up at Wen Xin, appearing utterly miserable.
âHow can the âFreshman Kingâ be so violent? What kind of manners does she have?â
Just then, a discordant voice emerged from the crowd. While Wen Xin was being insulted, no one spoke up; but now that she retaliated, they started to morally bind her.
âHey, sister, are you blind? Our âFreshman Kingâ is known for her temperance. Being called a thief and a bumpkin, all she did was ask Su to call the police. If it were us, we would have torn her mouth apart, alright?â
Suddenly, the bystanders split into two factions, one supporting Wen Xin and the others deeming her reaction inappropriate.
Meanwhile, in the dormitory, one girl sat on the floor crying, while the other three were sharing chocolates, a treat brought by Mu Chengxi for Wen Xin, which became popular among the girls.
When the police and the Dean arrived outside the dormitory, they saw the crowd pushing and shoving, each voicing support for their side.
âEnough! What a mess! Everyone back to your dorms now!â
The dorm supervisor, hands cupped around her mouth like a megaphone, yelled at the crowd, which quickly quieted down and stopped moving, although they showed no intention of leaving.
The two officers and Dean Tang approached Wen Xinâs dormitory door and inquired, âWho called the police? What valuable item was lost?â
âIt was me. I lost my bracelet in the dormitory.â
Su Shan stood up, her lips swollen like two sausages, looking pathetically at the officers and the Dean.
Dean Tang and the police frowned upon seeing Su Shanâs condition, immediately suspecting she had been hit.
âDid you hit her?â Dean Tang asked Wen Xin with uncertainty. He was, aware of her fiery temper but surprised that violence had erupted on the first day of school.
Hearing Dean Tangâs question, Wen Xin stopped fiddling with her phone, looked up at him and the police at the door, and admitted,
âYes, I hit her with a water bottle. She kept calling me a country bumpkin and it was too annoying, so I had to find a way to shut her up.â
Wen Xinâs candid response made the onlookers gasp in shock at her brazenness. This was the first time they had heard such an arrogant reply. How could she make it sound so natural for her to attack someone?
âOfficer, I want to report a theft, she not only stole my item but also injured my mouth. I think my teeth are loose⦠I want a medical examinationâ¦â
Su Shanâs pain grew as her teeth throbbed, feeling as if they were about to fall out.
The officers, taken aback by Wen Xinâs attitude, felt it was a blatant disregard for their authority.
âWhat else do you want to say?â
âWhat else? Shouldnât you be investigating? I admit to the assault and am willing to cooperate, but if someone is framing me, then the question is, what does the so-called victim have to say?â
Wen Xin had held back the evidence until now, intending to publicly expose Su Shanâs deceit.
She stood up, approached the police with her phone, and showed them the surveillance video.
After viewing the footage, the officers went to her desk and found a bracelet on Wen Xinâs bookshelf.
At this moment, the onlookers were even more shocked, not knowing what Wen Xin had shown the police, but when they saw the bracelet being retrieved, their first thought was that Wen Xin must have really stolen Su Shanâs bracelet.
âWow, did the âFreshman Kingâ really steal Su Shanâs bracelet?â
âCanât be, right? Wen Xin doesnât look like someone whoâs short of money. Why would she steal a bracelet?â
âCould everything Wen Xin has be stolen? Otherwiseâ¦â
The murmuring outside grew louder, with everyone suspecting Wen Xin of theft.
âEveryone, quiet down. Thereâs been some misunderstanding hereâ¦â Despite disliking her demeanor, the police wanted to avoid damaging Wen Xinâs reputation, and were determined to clarify the facts.
âThis video, taken from Wen Xinâs phone, shows Su Shan placing the bracelet on Wen Xinâs shelf herself, attempting to frame her. So, letâs view this incident based on the facts.â
Holding up the phone, the officer showed the gathered crowd the truth. Some even took out their phones to record this revealing video.
âAh, we knew it! How could Beijing Universityâs âFreshman Kingâ do such a thing? She was framed by a villainâ¦â
âDoes Su Shan have a problem with her brains? Targeting a fellow student so maliciously right after starting school is terrifying. If it werenât for Wen Xinâs accidentally placed phone, this could have gone unresolved.â
âI always said Wen Xinâs ring looked too valuable for her to be a thief. By the way, does anyone know what material her ring is made of? It looks even prettier than diamonds.â