Chapter 749: Chapter 749 - 749: 749 Used

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

“My mother was never a prostitute. How would I know? Besides, 1 didn’t say anything,” one of the girls said softly. “I heard from others that her mother was a prostitute.”

“Who told you that? I’ll go and talk to him,” Lu Qing asked.

“It’s Liang Lu’s roommate, she’s from the same place as her,” the girl said.

The person in Liang Lu’s dormitory and who came from the same place as her could only be Zhang Xue.

Zhang Xue said, “Her mother is a prostitute. Her mother seduced my father, and my parents divorced. Ask her if there’s such a thing?”

Lu Qing didn’t want to ask. He just wanted to beat Zhang Xue up. So, he pulled Zhang Xue over and pressed her in front of Liang Lu. He said sternly, “Apologize to her!”

Zhang Xue’s attitude was very firm. “I will never apologize to the daughter of a prostitute!”

Liang Lu was very tired. She said weakly, “Lu Qing, don’t make things difficult for her. She’s also a victim.”

“She was originally the victim, but now she has become the perpetrator.” Tan Rou operated the computer for a while and a recording was played.

There were two people talking, a boy and a girl.

“If you do this well, I’ll give you 10,000 yuan,” the girl said. “It’s not a small sum for you.”

The boy said, “I’ll do it well but how much hatred does this girl named Liang Lu have with you? Why are you slandering her like this? Besides, aren’t you afraid that she won’t be able to take it and commit suicide?”

“What does that have to do with me?” the girl asked. “IfShe couldn’t take it anymore and committed suicide, I wasn’t the one who killed her. Even if the police come looking for me, I won’t be afraid.”

“Is Liang Lu’s mother really a prostitute?” the boy asked.

“What does it matter if I’m a prostitute or not?” the girl said impatiently. “Just do as I said and get the internet trolls to help me spam the comments. Don’t worry about anything else.”

“Alright, don’t forget to transfer the money to me after you’re done,” the boy said.

The recording ended here. One of the two people in the recording was Zhang Xue, and the other was a computer science student.

Zhang Xue once posted a post about how this guy was in charge of finding fake reviewers to scold her. Perhaps the guy was afraid that Zhang Xue would go back on her word, so he kept all their recordings in his computer. Tan Rou found it when she was looking for the fake reviewers ‘IP address, which could be used as evidence to prove Liang Lu’s innocence.

“I have other evidence. If you want to see it, I can release it too.” Tan Rou closed the laptop and handed it to the bodyguard beside her.

“All, could it be that we’ve all been used by her?” The students began to suspect Zhang Xue.

“Think about it carefully. Hasn’t Zhang Xue been badmouthing Liang Lu? Since the first day of school, the two of them have been on bad terms. Zhang Xue must be jealous of Liang Lu.”

“Why would Zhang Xue be jealous of Liang Lu?”

“It’s because Liang Lu has a very rich and handsome boyfriend! One day, Liang Lu’s boyfriend sent her home and Zhang Xue saw them. Zhang Xue asked Liang Lu for the boy’s contact number, but Liang Lu didn’t give it to her. Then, Zhang Xue became jealous of Liang Lu.”

“But that’s Liang Lu’s boyfriend. Why would Zhang Xue want his contact information?”

“Liang Lu said that he’s not her boyfriend. He’s just an ordinary friend.”

“It must be a hooligan!”

“Who are you calling a hooligan?” Lu Qing wiped the dirty water off his head. “I’m the one who sent Liang Lu back to the dormitory. Do you have a problem with that?”

“He’s so handsome!” The girls who were talking exclaimed at the same time.

Zhang Xue looked at Liang Lu with jealousy. She saw where the bodyguard had taken the computer from. They even came with these luxury cars. Liang Lu had so many rich friends. Why couldn’t she introduce one to her? n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

“Who’s fighting here?” A woman in her thirties ran over in high heels.

“Counselor!” Liang Lu called out, “Why are you here?”

The counselor said, “I just returned to the dormitory. As soon as I entered the door, I received a call from the other counselor. She said that my students were fighting at the door. I didn’t even have time to change my shoes and ran over in a hurry.”

“Counselor, you have to help me. They were the ones that hit us!” Zhang Xue burst into tears in a second. She grabbed the counselor’s arm and took out the photo. She complained, “This group of people deliberately drove over to hit our classmates..”