Lu Xuan's lips curved into a faint, almost imperceptible smile as he unhurriedly pulled up the pre-prepared, exclusive PPT for Shen Yahui from the Black Material APP.
Lu Xuan handed his phone to the enthusiastic Student in the plaid shirt. The Student's fingers trembled slightly as he took the phone, as if he had received a sacred artifact, his face flushed with excitement, as if participating in the unveiling of this century-defining scandal was a great honor.
"Steady, my friend, don't shake. This is high-definition and uncensored," Lu Xuan patted his shoulder, his tone relaxed, as if he were just sharing a funny joke.
The Student in the plaid shirt nodded vigorously, like a chick pecking rice: "Don't worry, Boss! I guarantee I'll complete the task! I guarantee every pixel will clearly display this queen of the sea's charm!"
In a few swift movements, he deftly connected his phone to the large LED display screen at the entrance of the teaching building.
With a faint hum of electricity, the screen, which had been playing a school promotional video, instantly went dark, then lit up, revealing the cover of Lu Xuan's phone's PPT!
"Done!" The Student in the plaid shirt gave an OK gesture and respectfully returned the phone to Lu Xuan, his gaze akin to admiring a victorious general.
Lu Xuan took the phone and, with a composed demeanor, raised it, addressing the already completely agitated crowd. His voice wasn't loud, yet it clearly reached every corner: "Students, fellow gossip-eaters, I know you've been waiting impatiently. As the saying goes, 'seeing is believing.' Here, we have irrefutable proof of this Student Shen Yahui's N-timing, oh no, her cheating!"
"Open it! Open it! Open it!"
Someone in the crowd started the chant, and immediately, a thunderous roar of shouts echoed through the sky, uniform and powerful, as if this wasn't just a gossip viewing, but the anticipation of a grand judgment.
Shen Yahui's face, at this moment, was completely drained of color.
Her body trembled uncontrollably, her teeth chattered, and her eyes were filled with terror and despair.
But she still clung to her last shred of reason, or perhaps her last glimmer of hope.
"Lu Xuan... you... you're just bluffing! You... you're fabricating this! You're slandering me!"
Her voice was hoarse and sharp, yet it carried a facade of strength masking an inner weakness.
She refused to believe, she would rather die than believe Lu Xuan could have any substantial evidence!
Those chat records, those transfers, she prided herself on being a "Time Management Master," always handling them cleanly, deleting them without a trace.
These men, including Chen Kui, were all played in the palm of her hand, never once suspecting anything.
Lu Xuan had almost lost contact with her after high school graduation. How could he possibly know all this? He must be trying to trick her! Yes, it must be like this!
Lu Xuan looked at her, still defiant even at death's door, and a cold sneer flashed in his eyes. Without further ado, his slender finger gently tapped the phone screen.
"Swish!"
The PPT on the large screen flipped to the next page.
What greeted their eyes were, first, screenshots of Shen Yahui's seamless, almost simultaneous chats with Chen Kui and two other men whose nicknames were "Gentle Uncle Who Loves Sports" and "Little Puppy Junior"!
The dense, cluttered dialogue boxes were dizzying to behold.
"Baby, what are you doing? I miss you~ (kiss)" — This was sent to Chen Kui.
The next second, the same content, with a different endearment: "Darling, I miss you so much, mwah~" — This was sent to "Little Puppy Junior."
Immediately after, another message: "My dear, are you tired from work? You need to take care of yourself, I've stewed soup waiting for you to come back." — This was sent to "Gentle Uncle Who Loves Sports."
The three messages were sent just seconds apart!
A collective gasp filled the crowd, mixed with uncontrollable exclamations and snickers.
"Holy crap! Is this seriously copy-pasting and mass-sending?"
"A true master! A real king of the sea, managing time down to the second!"
"How strong must one's inner resolve be to do this without batting an eye or a heart skip?"
Lu Xuan unhurriedly scrolled the screen, and the PPT flipped page after page.
More chat records were displayed.
Shen Yahui's repetitive sweet nothings to the three men, those cloying love words, made people's skin crawl.
Even more explosive were the large number of transfer records!
Today she'd ask Chen Kui for the latest designer bag, tomorrow she'd hint to "Little Puppy Junior" that her makeup had run out, and the day after she'd sweetly tell "Gentle Uncle Who Loves Sports" that she'd set her eyes on a necklace.
The amounts ranged from a few hundred to tens of thousands.
And among them, that "Gentle Uncle Who Loves Sports" — from the extent of the chat records and the frequency and amounts of the transfers, even an idiot could tell that this was a blatant sugar daddy relationship!
"Oh my god! This 'Gentle Uncle' — his note seems to say 'President Li'? Could he be the boss of some company?"
"Tsk tsk, what an appetite, old and young, she takes them all!"
The climax was yet to come!
Lu Xuan's finger tapped gently, and several intimate photos of Shen Yahui, lightly blurred but still clearly showing her as the subject, appeared on the screen!
The background seemed to be a hotel room, with Shen Yahui wearing revealing clothes and striking various provocative poses, clearly taken for specific individuals to appreciate.
Immediately after, short videos began to play on the screen!
"Boom!"
The crowd completely erupted!
"Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! This is too explosive! This woman really knows how to play!"
"A pure slut! My worldview has been refreshed!"
"This... this is simply the drama of the year! More exciting than a movie!"
Countless phones were raised high, flashlights illuminated the area, and the incessant clicking of cameras filled the air.
This was Yan University's top news of the year, no, it was a super scandal rarely seen in a decade!
Shen Yahui, at this moment, completely broke down.
Her eyes were wide open, pupils dilated, staring blankly at the unsightly images on the large screen, as if her soul had been drained.
She opened her mouth, wanting to scream, but no sound came out, her throat felt like it was filled with cement.
How was this possible? These things... how did Lu Xuan get these things?!
Those chat records, those photos, those videos, she clearly... she clearly deleted them all!
"Thud!"
Shen Yahui's legs gave way, and she collapsed to the ground, like a puddle of mud.
And Chen Kui, standing beside her, his face was darker than the bottom of a pot.
His fleshy face was distorted with extreme rage, his chest heaved violently, and veins popped out on his forehead like coiling earthworms.
He stared intently at the screen, then intently at Shen Yahui, who was sprawled on the ground like mud, his eyes filled with disbelief, humiliation, fury, and a violent sense of profound betrayal!
He had genuinely treated Shen Yahui well, cherished her as his future wife, and had even begun to plan their life after graduation. He thought he had found true love, a woman he could spend his life with.
But he never expected that the "pure fairy" he held in his palm was, in private, such a shameless slut who was available to anyone!
"Slut!"
Chen Kui squeezed out two words through gritted teeth, his voice hoarse as if sandpaper was rubbing.
He suddenly raised his large, fan-like hand and, with all his might, slapped Shen Yahui across the face!
"Slap!"
A crisp, loud slap echoed particularly harshly amidst the noisy crowd.
Shen Yahui screamed, and the immense force sent her flying, rolling twice on the ground. Blood instantly seeped from the corner of her mouth, and half of her face swelled visibly at a rapid pace.
"Shen Yahui! You f*cking... you f*cking...!" Chen Kui, like a mad tiger, his eyes bloodshot, pointed at Shen Yahui on the ground and cursed, "I treated you with all my heart! I worshipped you like an ancestor! And you f*cking played me like this?!"
"You bitch! You trash! I'm going to beat you to death today!"
Chen Kui roared, rushing forward and unleashing a flurry of punches and kicks on Shen Yahui, who was curled up on the ground.
Although he was furious, he still had some sense of proportion, avoiding vital spots and aiming for the fleshier areas.
"Ah—! Stop hitting me! Kui Ge! I was wrong! I'm really wrong!" Shen Yahui held her head, rolling on the ground to dodge, letting out shrill screams and pleas for mercy, "Kui Ge, please spare me! I've cut ties with all of them! I'll only be with you from now on! I'll follow you my whole life! We'll get married! We'll get married right away!"
"Pah!" Chen Kui spat a thick gob of phlegm onto Shen Yahui's tear-streaked face, his eyes filled with contempt and disgust, "You stinking slut! You still want to marry me? Dream on! I find you disgusting!"
"All that money I transferred to you! All those things I bought you! You better return every single one to me, you hear?! And compensation for emotional distress! I'll get a lawyer! You just wait!"
After saying that, he kicked Shen Yahui a few more times, then stopped, panting heavily.
The surrounding Students, instead of stepping forward to intervene, erupted in cheers.
"Serves her right! Women like her deserve it!"
"She got what she deserved!"
"So satisfying! This gossip was truly enjoyable today!"
Chen Kui took a few deep breaths, calming himself slightly, then turned and looked at Lu Xuan with a complex gaze.
He walked step by step to Lu Xuan, this burly man who had just been so menacing, now with a hint of embarrassment and sincere gratitude on his face.
He extended his hand and firmly grasped Lu Xuan's hand, shaking it vigorously: "Brother, thank you! Truly, thank you so much! If it weren't for you, I'd still be in the dark about this stinking slut, and who knows... who knows, I might have actually married her!"
Just thinking about that possibility made Chen Kui shiver.
Lu Xuan returned his handshake, his expression still that of calm indifference, as if he had just done a trivial little thing: "You're welcome, it was no trouble at all. I also can't stand people who corrupt the moral atmosphere."
He glanced at Shen Yahui, who was still whimpering and in a pathetic state on the ground, without a trace of pity in his eyes.
Today's drama concluded perfectly.
