The Favored Heiress-Chapter 43 - Li Qiao is My Dad, and Even More So, Your Ancestor
Chapter 43: Chapter 43: Li Qiao is My Dad, and Even More So, Your Ancestor
Chapter 43 -43: Li Qiao is My Dad, and Even More So, Your Ancestor
Of course, the slap was never going to reach Li Qiao.
The moment the woman made her move, Li Qiao had already calmly picked up the thesis materials on the table and, as the palm was mere centimeters from her cheek, she used the thick materials to forcefully knock the woman’s wrist back.
Under the effect of inertia, the woman’s body swayed unintentionally, and she propped herself against the table with barely concealed anger, her eyes slitting with fury, “You dare to fight back?”
Li Qiao remained indifferently seated in her original position, and the teachers who had rushed over to separate them now stood protectively by her side, warning the woman not to strike again.
Li Qiao found this whole scene quite ironic.
In truth, ever since that exposé was posted last week, few in the campus sought the truth; the majority of students, including the teachers, predictably had their opinions led by the prevailing winds of public sentiment.
And with today’s drama incited by the concerned party at the university, it seemed to defensively confirm Li Qiao’s assumed role as the other woman.
If she hadn’t prepared in advance, she might be at a loss for words now.
Li Qiao raised her hand to massage her forehead, took out her phone from her pocket, unlocked the screen, and casually threw it on the table, “Lu Wen, is it?
Before you start cursing and hitting, take a look at this.”
Indeed, the woman who had come to make a scene was named Lu Wen.
She scoffed disdainfully, barely giving the phone a glance before she was about to retort with scorn, but stopped dead when she saw the content on the screen.
At the back of the classroom, students participating in the same panel were now whispering, “Teacher, the real mistress isn’t Li Qiao at all, it’s clearly Jiang Yi.
The forum’s new post has put up comparison photos.
It’s actually Jiang Yi who framed Li Qiao, she’s the real mistress.”
The farce experienced a sudden plot twist.
Jiang Yi, who was smugly content at the podium, turned pale.
She rushed back to her seat and logged into the forum on her phone at breakneck speed, completely panicking upon seeing the content.
The post titled “On How Mistresses Meet Their Social Demise” was prominently pinned to the top of the homepage.
Poster: Li Qiao is my dad and even your ancestor
The content of the post was almost illustratively detailed.
It included a thorough debunking analysis of the exposé from the previous week.
Li Qiao and the man had only gone to the Royal Hotel to attend an art exhibition, accompanied by surveillance screenshots of the art gallery.
In another comparison photo, Jiang Yi in a black dress was seen entering the hotel arm in arm with a young man in a white suit.
However, they only stayed at the art exhibition for a few minutes before heading to an upscale suite upstairs.
Surveillance records, hotel check-in records, were all unedited screenshot photos.
Lu Wen, who came to create a scene at the school, wasn’t a hired actress, and her husband truly had an affair.
Only, the woman he cheated with wasn’t Li Qiao but Jiang Yi, who had remained outwardly uninvolved all along.
At the bottom of the post was a screenshot of an anonymous email sent last week to Lu Wen’s private mailbox, informing her that her husband had an affair with the belle of South Sea Medical University.
The picture attached in the email was the one taken in front of the Royal Hotel, showing the backs of Li Qiao arm in arm with Li Yan.
This photo was clearly taken secretly; the angle was tricky so while it didn’t show a clear face, it still let people vaguely believe what they saw was real.
If one were to speak of coincidences, it’s likely that Lu Wen’s husband and Li Yan had a similar build, both attended the exhibition that evening, and even wore similarly colored suits.
This gave Jiang Yi the perfect opportunity.
In the classroom, after being prompted by the students, several teachers in charge of the defense also logged onto the forum one after another.
