Chapter 1425: Chapter 1426: Beyond Redemption

“Jiang Meng, it’s not that you did anything wrong, it’s just that some people in this world are utterly disgusting!”

Ren Jing looked at Jiang Meng, truly filled with righteous indignation.

She had been Jiang Meng’s bodyguard since Linhai—she knew exactly what kind of person Jiang Meng was.

Moreover, Jiang Meng had been inseparable from her, even going to the restroom together. Cheating? What an absurd joke!

Those who hit people when they’re down are even worse than those who set Jiang Meng up. If she could, she would kill every last one of them.

Restore some purity to the world.

Network violence—it really can destroy lives.

Especially when someone is attacked ruthlessly without any evidence, sparing no methods to harm them.

After driving the person to death, and only then proving their innocence…

They disappear—without so much as a sound.

Apologies? Never!

Let alone receiving any punishment.

Because of this, that crowd acts wantonly, behaving so crazily.

“Take care of yourself. Even if the whole world doubts you, the Boss won’t. You need to have faith in that.”

Ren Jing could only guarantee Jiang Meng’s safety for now.

As for how to resolve this, it would depend on Xiao Chen.

From the company, Lin Meng called: “Jiang Meng, for the next few days, just stay home and rest—don’t go anywhere. Focus on recovering.”

“The company is already surrounded.”

“A large crowd of reporters and idle troublemakers are just waiting to see you fall.”

“Among the crowd, there might even be people with sinister motives!”

“Someone must be orchestrating all this from behind the scenes!”

Ren Jing said coldly: “Jiang Meng, don’t think about it right now, and don’t look at anything related to this. Just trust that the Boss is omnipotent. If he wants, there’s nothing in this world he can’t solve!”

Outside Xiao Residence, a similar throng of people had gathered.

Reporters, paparazzi, independent media creators, and others of unknown origin surrounded the place.

When Jiang Meng’s car approached Xiao Residence, it was besieged by countless people.

Some even had hammers prepared in advance to smash Jiang Meng’s car windows.

Jiang Wudao wanted more than just Jiang Meng’s disgrace—if he could take the chance to get her killed, all the better.

If Jiang Meng died, even if she were cleared someday, it wouldn’t matter.

Fortunately, Ren Jing risked her life to protect Jiang Meng. The driver, sent by Tianxing Company, dealt with the blocked road without hesitation, driving straight ahead.

Many people were sent flying.

The crowd was frightened and quickly scattered.

Jiang Meng must not die, so anything could be done for her survival.

If Jiang Meng died, everything else would be meaningless.

In the office, Jiang Wudao and Du Chong were watching the news and independent media live streams, laughing: “Alright, since we didn’t manage to kill her, let’s release even more explosive news.”

“Understood!”

Jiang Wudao dialed a number.

The call was to the Boss of an independent media company in Capital City.

The Boss’s name was Zhang Wuxin.

“Don’t ask who I am, and don’t ask where these materials came from. But once these videos are exposed, they’ll leave Jiang Meng ruined beyond redemption, and your company will become hugely popular.”

“Isn’t your company short on money?”

“Once you go viral, the money will come!”

On the other end, Jiang Wudao used a voice-modulation software.

Zhang Wuxin received a courier promptly.

Inside were photos and videos.

They depicted a man and a woman.

The woman and man in the photos seemed extremely close, and though they deliberately tried to hide their identities, sharp-eyed paparazzi had used “advanced” techniques to piece things together.

“Wait! Isn’t this Jiang Meng and the manager of their company’s Jijing branch, Zhuang Hai?”

Zhang Wuxin felt he’d struck gold.

He didn’t even bother verifying the authenticity of the photos and videos using technical analysis.

Because he simply didn’t care.

All he wanted was to profit.

“Zhuang Hai is a family man with a wife and two kids—a picture of domestic bliss. But he’s quite handsome.

“Haha, these rich people sure have peculiar tastes!”

Zhang Wuxin quickly dug up Zhuang Hai’s personal information.

To stir up more of a commotion, Zhang Wuxin created a special feature episode.

The episode included not only videos and photos but also harsh commentary and analysis.

At first, click rates were low.

But within just ten minutes, the feature shot to trending status, almost reaching the top headlines.

Countless people clicked the link to watch.

“Damn it! I trusted the wrong person! Jiang Meng, I never imagined you’d be such a shameless woman!”

“What a filthy wretch! Zhuang Hai is a father of two, with a young and beautiful wife, and undoubtedly this Jiang Meng exploited her power to coerce him!”

“Rich women sure know how to play people!”

“Hahaha, this is gold! Even though the key parts are censored, it’s still absolutely thrilling!”

“Aren’t these obviously doctored?”

Some dared to question.

But they were a minority—quickly drowned out by a flood of insults and comments.

The Internet doesn’t tolerate dissent—to object is to make yourself an enemy, a heartless onlooker, a complicit scoundrel.

Jiang Meng, unable to resist, looked at the trending feature. After watching, she was enraged to the point of collapse.

Zhuang Hai!

She froze. The trusted figure she’d hoped to pass the reins of leadership to after her eventual resignation turned out to be a key player in this conspiracy.

“She picked up her phone and dialed Zhuang Hai’s number.”

The call connected.

“Why!”

Jiang Meng asked coldly.

“For nothing. If you need a reason, it’s one billion and the safety of my family! Chairman Jiang, you’ve been exceedingly kind to me, and I truly appreciate that.

But in this world, some things just aren’t as simple as they seem.”

Zhuang Hai sighed.

“You could’ve just told me!”

Jiang Meng said.

“You simply don’t understand who you’ve provoked. My apologies, Chairman Jiang—that’s all I can say. Goodbye!”

Zhuang Hai hung up.

When Jiang Meng tried to call back, she couldn’t get through.

“Honey, what should I do? What should I do!”

Jiang Meng clutched her face and began crying.

She was utterly broken.

A person she’d trusted had become the linchpin of this scheme. No wonder Zhuang Hai had been acting strange, always engaging her in odd discussions at peculiar times.

Since Ren Jing was always with her, she hadn’t thought much of it.

But in those photos, Ren Jing had been completely erased.

It turned into just her and Zhuang Hai.

As for those nauseating videos, they were even more absurd—not just crudely stitched together, but using advanced face-swapping technology to replace her face with someone else’s.

The key is that the technology was so skillfully applied that it was indistinguishable to the naked eye.

Most damning of all, Zhuang Hai was real.

Even Zhuang Hai deliberately looked straight into the camera.

Calling her name aloud.

She truly felt despair, complete and utter despair. Faced with such circumstances, she had no way out—she just wanted to focus on her business.

She sobbed uncontrollably, heartbroken.

In the room, Xiao Chen—who hadn’t stirred amidst the commotion outside—was awakened by Jiang Meng’s crying.

Wearing his pajamas, he rushed out.

Seeing his wife trembling, like she was shivering in an icy windstorm, his eyes filled with horrifying murderous intent!