768: Chapter 761: Do You Dare to Swear?
768: Chapter 761: Do You Dare to Swear?
“Ms.
Wan, would you like to try the food your foundation purchased?
Perhaps it was you who personally distributed it!”
Sisi used a toothpick to hand a piece of cake to Wan Yun.
Under her pressure, Wan Yun had no choice but to take the corn cake and put it into her mouth.
The bitterness made her body shrink, yet she couldn’t spit it out.
She had to swallow it despite furrowing her brows, the bitter taste lingering throughout her body.
“How does it taste?
Hard to swallow, isn’t it?
Yet the people in the mountainous area have to eat it every day!” Sisi raised an eyebrow and asked.
Wan Yun drank some water, hoping to dilute the bitterness in her mouth, but it stayed stuck to her tongue like glue, no matter how much she drank.
“He Sisi, don’t deliberately use bad food to slander the foundation.
What evidence do you have to prove these moldy grains were distributed by our foundation?” Wan Yun stubbornly refused to admit.
“Of course, I have evidence; watch carefully!”
Sisi then played a lot of videos shot in the village, all about the moldy cornmeal.
The villagers eating mixed cakes while speaking in the videos had more credibility than those on stage.
In fact, everyone already leaned towards Sisi’s side.
After all, if the villagers in the video were actors paid by He Sisi, then their acting was too superb, each one deserving an Oscar.
Sisi continued by showing videos of expired medicines and the health clinic.
The shelves full of expired medicine and surgical instruments in the clinic were shocking!
“This young boy was only fifteen.
He caught a cold and took these expired medicines, but lasted only three days before passing away, not even leaving behind a photo.
I drew this portrait of him based on his parents’ description.”
The screen showed a portrait of a thin, young boy, smiling innocently, starkly contrasted by the couple sobbing beside him, clutching the portrait, heartbroken.
The cries were truly from the depths of despair, beyond any actor’s ability to perform such sorrow.
“There was also a respectable volunteer teacher.
He was a high-achieving student from Qing University and a friend of mine.
He gave up the fortable life in the Capital City and taught in that impoverished place for fourteen years, educating batch after batch of students.
Four months ago, on the way to send students home, he was injured saving a student.
He had a simple suture surgery at this clinic but got infected with sepsis because of those expired surgical instruments.
Now he has sepsis and might lose his life.
For certain reasons, I won’t display his photo here.”
Wan Yun’s heart skipped a beat when she heard this, thinking of her sixth brother whom they had recently found.
Her instinct told her that the person He Sisi was talking about was Jin Yan.
The screen was showing Doctor Niu sobbing bitterly at the clinic.
Doctor Niu’s painful voice made one’s heart ache and was infuriating.
“These medicines were also provided by the Baihe Foundation.
These are the clinic’s records.
I ask Chairman Wan why the expired medicines were distributed, while good medicines are recorded on the books.
Where did this discrepancy go?
Is it still with the foundation?”
Sisi’s question was powerful, making everyone present prick up their ears and stare intently at Wan Yun.
Wan Yun panicked.
She never expected He Sisi to personally go to those remote mountain areas to gather evidence, nor did she expect that expired medicines really caused a death.
She didn’t know how to respond; the current situation had surpassed her expectations.
Wan Yun didn’t dare answer directly, gritted her teeth, and asked, “I don’t know when He Sisi changed careers to bee a journalist?”
Sisi pulled out a journalist’s card from her pocket and flaunted it in front of her, smirking smugly.
Typical, I knew you’d pick this bone.
I had it ready!
Sisi’s preparedness caught Wan Yun off guard.
She wasn’t prepared, only clung to the claim that Sisi’s videos were fake, repeatedly asserting that Sisi shot them to tarnish her image!
But these defenses were flimsy.
Right or wrong, everyone knew just by listening, and their gazes at Wan Yun were filled with doubt.
“Since Wan Yun insists on saying so, I have nothing more to say.
Right and wrong, just and unjust, God is watching, after all!”
Sisi continued, “Wan Yun, I, He Sisi, dare to swear here, if these videos are fake, may I be struck down by lightning and die a miserable death!”
Sisi’s words shocked everyone present.
No one expected Sisi to make such a vicious oath, though superstitions are no longer encouraged, most people in Country Z still believe in swearing, and no one dares to make such a vicious oath in public, fearing that on a whim, God might just take them away.
Didn’t expect He Sisi really dared?
With this, everyone’s inner scale leaned towards Sisi.
“Wan Yun, I dare to swear, do you?” Sisi challenged.
Everyone again turned their attention to Wan Yun on stage, curious about how she would respond.
Wan Yun was unnerved, and her posed smile almost broke.
This He Sisi was insane, swearing viciously for no reason?
Though she is a materialist, better safe than sorry.
What if it really did happen?
She hadn’t lived enough yet!
“Wan Yun, are you afraid to swear?
If you’ve done no wrong, you shouldn’t fear apparitions.
What are you scared of?” Sisi deliberately asked.
“What am I afraid of?”
With so many reporters watching, Wan Yun couldn’t admit she was guilty.
That would blatantly mean she had done something wrong!
Wan Yun reluctantly swore viciously, looking extremely reluctant, her face terribly grim, while inwardly hating Sisi with a passion.
“Just hope your malicious oath doesn’t e true, Wan Yun!”
Sisi left with a seemingly indifferent remark, gathered her things, and left with two others.
The remaining journalists also dispersed, hurrying back to write the news, as this was definitely a headline!
Wan Yun looked at the messy tables and chairs below the stage, and the unfinished corn cakes, only feeling that He Sisi was her bane!
Today’s press conference was utterly ruined by He Sisi, and she didn’t know how the journalists would write about it.
Wan Yun had a pounding headache; the veins in her forehead throbbed painfully, but nothing pared to her inner panic, a panic of impending doom.
“Sisi, do you think today’s chaos will get that woman Wan Yun arrested?” Zhang Jie was extremely excited.
Is it that easy?
As long as Wan Yun still bears the title of the Jins’ daughter-in-law, she won’t be in trouble; The Jins will find countless scapegoats to take the fall for her.
The next step is to make the Jins voluntarily give up on Wan Yun!
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