After an Alluring Alpha Provokes an Unhinged Omega 81p2

Chapter 81: Requesting a Kiss p2

The turning point came in the early hours of the next day. Yan Wei’s Weibo suddenly updated.

There was no picture, only a short line of text: “Family matters are not for outsiders to know, but it is not my wish to involve those around me. The rumors should stop.”

This calm statement instantly shattered the fans’ anxiety of many days. The comment section was quickly flooded with crying emojis and messages of “I’ve finally waited.”

However, another part of the netizens sneered, “Only now are you pretending to be innocent? What were you doing before?”

The controversy began to have a branching point.

On the afternoon of the Weibo update, a hospital surveillance video taken two weeks ago suddenly circulated on an anonymous forum.

In the video, Mo Yun was slumped on a bench in the corridor, her hair messy, and she was holding the hand of a young girl beside her—it was Yan Wei’s sister, Mo Xi.

Mo Yun was crying hysterically, “She killed Xiaotan! She killed Xiaotan! It’s better to raise a dog than to raise her! I should have strangled her back then! Strangled her!”

Mo Xi tried to break free, but her mother held her wrist even tighter. “Mom, my sister is that kind of person. Why did you have to provoke her? Now she not only won’t see you, but she won’t even see me. I’m begging you, don’t go looking for her anymore, okay? Otherwise, what will I do in the future? I’m about to graduate, and a manager has already come to find me to sign a contract. What do you think I should do in the future?!”

When the video came out, the internet was in an uproar.

This video was quickly decoded and analyzed: someone had enlarged the school badge on Mo Xi’s uniform and identified the international school she was attending. Someone had revealed that the tuition for this school was at least a million a year.

‘This family is disgusting!’
‘Weren’t they poor? So was it Yan Wei who gave them the money, or was it a fake poverty?’
‘Although, this sister is not a good person either. She sounded so nice in the live stream. Was she just using Yan Wei?’
‘Emmm, is this a rich family’s feud? A bit disgusting. None of them are good people.’
‘Doesn’t anyone feel that something is wrong? Yan Wei is so pitiful…’

The matter was still fermenting in the evening.

A person who claimed to have worked in Yan Wei’s early team published a long article, revealing three details:

First, Mo Yun’s financial control over Yan Wei: all of Yan Wei’s income before she became an adult was directly managed by Mo Yun.

Second, her neglect of Yan Wei: when Yan Wei was seriously ill and hospitalized at the age of fifteen, the team had contacted Mo Yun several times to no avail, but Mo Yun had posted a photo with Mo Xi at a luxury restaurant on her Moments that same night. It could be said that she had never cared about Yan Wei.

Third, Mo Yun was suspected of transferring assets: the purchase time of several properties under Mo Yun’s name was highly consistent with the date of Yan Wei’s film remuneration, but Yan Wei’s name did not appear on the title deeds. After inquiry, it was found that only her and her younger daughter’s names were on the title deeds.

As for the rest… everyone can think for themselves. Anyway, I really feel that God has his own judgment on who is right and who is wrong! I’ve been with Yan Wei for a few years. If it weren’t for the fact that there was no one to take care of the children at home, I really wouldn’t have wanted to leave.

To be honest, although Teacher Yan doesn’t talk much and is a bit cold, because her work efficiency is really very high, I also have a great sense of accomplishment. My monthly salary is only more, not less, and there are various private subsidies. If anything urgent happens, she always handles it directly, and we only find out that she was helping.

The moment this Weibo article appeared, it was reposted by several entertainment accounts. The topic #YanWei’sVampireFamily# had over a hundred million reads overnight.

Then came more revelations—

A cleaner in a certain residential area revealed that she had seen Mo Yun throw away merchandise with Yan Wei’s image at the garbage station several times.

Some netizens even dug up the chat records of Mo Xi’s private social account: My sister’s money is the family’s money. Why shouldn’t I spend it?

And at the same time, because of the hot search #YanWeiMurderer# a few days ago, the police were questioned about the unclear investigation of Yan Xiaotan’s car accident back then.

So on this day, the officials issued a formal notice on the Yan Xiaotan car accident case, clearly stating that the nature of the accident was an accident, ruling out the possibility of a human push, and warning that rumor-mongers would bear legal responsibility.

This notice was like breaking the last bit of calm before a tsunami. The moment it was issued, it stirred up layers of waves.

That afternoon, a community volunteer who claimed to have visited them before disclosed more details on a social platform: after Yan Xiaotan passed away, they had gone to visit, but had witnessed Mo Yun lose control of her emotions, playing the surveillance video of the car accident on a loop in the living room, and even forcing Yan Wei to sit in a chair and watch it repeatedly.

What was even more shocking was that the volunteer recalled, “At that time, Yan Wei had bruises on her arms, and her eyes were empty. She was very pitiful. And the younger daughter was properly placed in the bedroom to sleep by Mo Yun.

The exposure of these details became the last straw that broke the camel’s back of public opinion.

The comments completely tilted at this time.

‘Oh my god, I put myself in her shoes, and I’m trembling all over.’
‘I’m crying… this old woman is so scary.’
‘Is this something a human would do? Is this a biological mother? Yan Wei’s childhood was simply hell.’
‘Alright, I’m afraid I really scolded the wrong person. I’ll apologize first.’
‘If this is true, then I really want to say, hello, this mother and daughter, do you have a heart?’

As dusk fell, Jiang Mi was sitting alone in the break room. She still had two big night scenes tonight, and she was afraid it would be three or four in the morning before she could finish, but her attention was not on her physical fatigue.

The Weibo icon on her phone screen was constantly popping up with hot search hashtags with the word “Explosion.” The direction of public opinion had already reversed, and the once-overwhelming scolding was being replaced by a surge of sympathy and apologies.

Logically, she should have felt relieved, but when she thought that the consequence of this matter was a complete break between Yan Wei and Mo Yun… from now on, Yan Wei would really have no family.

Her heart was as if it were being squeezed by something.

This victory was actually a tragic one.

Yan Wei had personally cut off the last connection with her family, and it was in this almost-destructive way.

Before doing these things, Yan Wei might have already thought that Mo Yun would treat her like this sooner or later, so she had done these things in advance to ensure that the matter was within her control.

Jiang Mi’s heart was in a knot. If it weren’t for the revelations online, she would also have been unaware of some things.

She knew that Yan Wei had had a hard life, but she didn’t know that Yan Wei had had it so hard.

After losing one mother, to be forced by another mother to sit in a chair and watch the death scene, what kind of cruelty was that? What kind of torture?

At that time, Yan Wei was just a child.

Why Yan Wei had become the person she was today, she finally completely understood.

But this understanding seemed to be a little too painful for her.

She had also not been loved by her biological mother, but she had met Jiang Youshu, the best mother in the world.

But Yan Wei hadn’t.

Yan Wei’s life had never been illuminated by light.

Jiang Mi couldn’t imagine what kind of mood Yan Wei must have been in when she had planned all of this.

She wiped away her tears, picked up her phone, and sent a short message to Yan Wei: [Take care of yourself.]

At this moment, she no longer had the spirit to compete with Yan Wei. She just hoped that these disturbances would settle down as soon as possible, and that Yan Wei could truly unload her heavy burden and stay away from these unbearable hardships from now on.

Before long, the phone screen lit up—Yan Wei was making a video call.

Jiang Mi answered the call. The Yan Wei in the picture seemed to have just finished work. The background was the soft light of the break room. She looked a little tired, but her eyes were a rare calm in these days.

“Did you see the hot search?” Yan Wei spoke first, with a hint of fatigue.

“Mmm,” Jiang Mi replied softly. “Are you okay?”

Yan Wei didn’t answer directly, but asked in return, “Have you eaten tonight?”

“A little.”

“Don’t go hungry. Don’t worry.”

Hearing this, Jiang Mi’s eyes instantly turned red. Her mind was filled with all sorts of messy things.

Yan Wei’s gaze carefully swept over her face on the other end of the screen. “Are you pitying me?”

Jiang Mi paused. Yan Wei probably didn’t like to be pitied. She was about to shake her head when Yan Wei’s voice suddenly lowered, “Mimi, I like the way you pity me. When your eyes are red—you’re especially beautiful.”

Yan Wei liked Jiang Mi’s red eyes for her. Sometimes, when she cried out for Jiang Mi, Jiang Mi’s eyes would be even redder than now.

Just now, Jiang Mi’s eyes had just turned red, but now her whole face was flushed.

She said, “I’ve never seen you be so good with words before.”

Yan Wei let out a soft laugh. “Then do you like it?”

Jiang Mi didn’t answer. “I’m not telling you.”

“How can I make you tell me?”

“V me a million and let me see your strength,” Jiang Mi said casually.

The moment her words fell, a few light knocks on the door came from the other end, and then Yan Wei’s low conversation with a staff member.

“Wait a minute.”

Yan Wei briefly disappeared from the camera.

Jiang Mi listened quietly until the faint noise had subsided, and Yan Wei’s breath was close to the microphone again. That beautiful face that was hard to look away from also reappeared in front of her. She then asked softly, “Are you busy now?”

“Mmm, I have something to deal with.”

“Then you go. Rest well.”

Yan Wei didn’t respond immediately, nor did she hang up. She looked at the other party in silence for a few seconds, then said, “You too.”

Her tone seemed to be hiding a lot of words.

The call ended. Jiang Mi leaned back in her chair and looked up at the ceiling.

When she picked up her phone again, she roughly guessed the reason why the staff had been in such a hurry to find Yan Wei just now—in the short few minutes of their call, the top of the Weibo hot search list had quietly changed.

Under a glaring “Explosion” word was Mo Yun’s latest video.

The Mo Yun in the video looked even older, and her state was even more haggard than when they had met a few days ago. A hint of forbearance welled up in Jiang Mi’s heart—Mo Yun had never hurt her. On the contrary, because of Dong Yanqi, she had always been gentle to her.

But when she thought of what Mo Yun had done to Yan Wei, that bit of softness was like being cut by a frozen blade, and it gradually turned cold.

In the video, Mo Yun was in tears as she explained: the video of her angrily scolding Yan Wei in the hospital that had been circulating before was just a moment of anger and sadness, and all of this was because Yan Wei had stabbed her with a knife first.

She claimed that Yan Wei had had serious psychological problems since she was a child. When she had an episode, she was irritable and prone to violence.

As for being exposed for forcing Yan Wei to watch the car accident video, Mo Yun explained that it was because Yan Wei had shown no remorse after the incident, and had even threatened the young Mo Xi with harsh words. She had no choice but to take measures.

And the looping of the accident scene was purely a coincidence.

Below the video, this time, there were not many people scolding Yan Wei, but there were still anti-fans and rivals who came out, adding fuel to the fire and each sticking to their own words.

Jiang Mi knew that without conclusive evidence, if this was allowed to ferment, Mo Yun would certainly be detestable in the public’s heart, but Yan Wei would also be hard to escape from being stigmatized.

After a moment, Jiang Mi still opened the recording on her phone. The hesitation of the past few days welled up again. She could never be ruthless to Mo Yun. She kept asking herself: will I regret it if I release the recording? Is it right or wrong to hurt someone who has been kind to me?

When it was hard to choose, she went to Jiang Youshu.

Her mother asked her in return, “The truth itself, is there a right or wrong?”

Jiang Mi stared at this sentence for a long time.

She looked at the message without moving. After a long time, she chose to share the recording and sent it to Yan Wei.

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