Quick Transmigration: Underdog Turns out to be Untouchable

Chapter 847: Chapter 758: Dislocated Lives 46

Wen Zhijin looked at Shuangshuang’s calm demeanor, and finally felt a bad premonition in her heart. However, Shuangshuang had already opened the tablet in her hand. After a series of operations that turned into a blur on the screen, a row of surveillance footage suddenly appeared on the huge screen in the center of the banquet, which was initially used to play the old man’s photos at the birthday party, reviewing the glorious years of the past.

The screen now displayed the scene where Wen Zhijin accidentally splashed juice on Shuangshuang’s skirt. At that time, it seemed nothing was amiss, as everyone present thought it was unintentional on Wen Zhijin’s part.

However, when magnified on the screen like this, it was easy to see that the scene where Wen Zhijin splashed juice on Shuangshuang’s skirt was clearly intentional.

According to the angle from which Wen Zhijin fell, even if the juice spilled, it should have landed on herself or the carpet in front. However, Wen Zhijin’s hand made a swift splashing motion, causing the juice in the cup to directly splatter onto Shuangshuang’s skirt.

Seeing this footage, the onlookers couldn’t help but frown at Wen Zhijin, and Zhu Shihao was even more shocked. He had just been convinced by his girlfriend’s words, thinking that Wen Zhijin must have been bullied by Shuangshuang.

But now, looking at the surveillance footage, he couldn’t help but start doubting Wen Zhijin’s character in his heart. Could it be that her previously gentle and soft demeanor in front of him was all fake?

Even if what was on the voice recorder was true, Zhu Shihao began to suspect whether his girlfriend was as pure and innocent as she had always portrayed herself to be?

No one paid attention to Zhu Shihao’s shocked and dazed feelings, everyone’s eyes were glued to the screen. The surveillance footage continued to play, showing Shuangshuang being pulled into the lounge by Wen Zhijin.

However, the lounge was prepared for guests to handle emergencies and rest, and it could involve private matters like changing clothes or washing up, so there was no surveillance.

Shuangshuang just fast-forwarded this section to the point where Wen Zhijin came out of the lounge. When she exited, she had her head lowered, but a partial view of her face could still be seen.

Shuangshuang deliberately paused and magnified the view of Wen Zhijin’s half-visible face, which was fair and delicate without any bruises. Shuangshuang glanced at Wen Zhijin with a faint smile, causing Wen Zhijin’s face to darken.

She had just acted as if she had been beaten by Shuangshuang in the lounge in front of everyone, complementing her nearly flawless face that drew a lot of sympathy. Zhu Shihao was certainly incredibly heartbroken, but just after saying those words, within minutes, she had been exposed.

Looking at the surveillance footage of Wen Zhijin’s fair, partial face, even Zhu Shihao, who had been shielding her all along, couldn’t help but change his expression. His hands unconsciously withdrew from around Wen Zhijin, pushing her away from his embrace.

Realizing that things might not turn out well today, Wen Zhijin clasped and rubbed her hands nervously, sneaking glances at the stern-faced Wen Jianyun and Liu Yun, not noticing that Zhu Shihao, who had been holding her, had let go and now stood a step away.

The surveillance footage continued to track Wen Zhijin, showing her exiting the lounge, keeping her head down as she hurried through the crowd, leaving the room, and heading to a secluded corridor outside.

Wen Zhijin had already carefully observed this spot, confirming there was no surveillance. However, what she didn’t know was that while there was no overt surveillance, there were hidden cameras, so her every move was clearly recorded.

Having checked the surroundings and confirmed the absence of cameras, Wen Zhijin made a phone call. Without audio in the surveillance, one couldn’t hear what Wen Zhijin was saying, but after her call, a young woman with heavy makeup showed up shortly.

This woman wasn’t dressed very expensively; several people recognized her as a small-time celebrity. When hosting banquets, it’s customary to invite a few celebrities to perform for entertainment. Many still remembered that this minor celebrity had previously performed a song.

The difference was that this small celebrity didn’t sing her own song but was adept at imitating various famous songs, from tone to voice, virtually indistinguishable from the real thing, to the point that even the original artists wouldn’t notice any differences.

Seeing the small celebrity meeting secretly with Wen Zhijin on the surveillance screen, recalling her talents, and noting the secretive rendezvous location, many had already speculated what scene would unfold next.

Indeed, in the surveillance footage, after Wen Zhijin met the small celebrity, she pulled out the voice recorder and pressed the button to start recording. The small celebrity then said something and slapped Wen Zhijin in the face.

Perhaps considering concerns, the small celebrity’s slap wasn’t forceful, merely leaving Wen Zhijin’s face slightly red, without any swelling.

Wen Zhijin frowned and sternly said something to the small celebrity. Afterward, the small celebrity began to hit Wen Zhijin repeatedly, especially targeting her face, while Wen Zhijin started crying and saying something, seemingly dodging, yet openly allowing the celebrity to beat her.

The scene on the surveillance completely unraveled Wen Zhijin’s previous act. At this moment, there’s no need for Shuangshuang to say anything further; everyone already understood the truth. A few people watching the monitor couldn’t help but feel the pain in their faces for Wen Zhijin. It was appalling how she was willing to endure such humiliation just to frame someone—it must have been incredibly painful.

Wen Zhijin stood amidst the crowd, feeling as though all the blood in her body had turned cold as she watched the scene on the surveillance. Her mind was blank, with only one thought lingering—it’s over, she’s done for! Whether it’s the pampering from the Wen family’s parents or her future reputation in high society, it’s all over!

Wen Zhijin is not Shuangshuang; she doesn’t have the ability to disregard her reputation, so what might be trivial and devoid of idle chatter for Shuangshuang could genuinely ruin the rest of Wen Zhijin’s life!

Wen Zhijin dared not look at the fiery, furious eyes of Wen Jianyun and Liu Yun, nor could she bear to glance at Zhu Shihao, who had just been protecting her, now utterly disappointed and unwilling to even glance her way. She stood there like a wooden statue, unable to move.

Shuangshuang set down the tablet in her hand, walked up to Wen Zhijin, let out a small laugh, and bent down slightly, saying, ”Wen Zhijin, there’s one more flaw of yours I want to point out, and that is, I don’t hit people so lightly.”