142: Live broadcast clarification

In less than two minutes.

The official Weibo account of Kangyang Group, which usually only posted health tips and corporate news, suddenly started a live stream.

The name of the stream was simple and direct, getting straight to the point.

[Public Clarification Regarding Online Rumors]

Almost the instant the stream started—

Buzz!

The bullet comments exploded like a landslide or a tsunami!

Countless keyboard warriors and onlookers who had been waiting under the official account swarmed in like sharks smelling blood!

[They're here, they're here! The capitalists finally can't sit still anymore!]

[What's the plan? Ready to spend money to delete the posts?]

[Hilarious! Where's that homewrecker Shen Zhixia? Tell her to come out and kneel for an apology!]

[Kangyang Group is a trash company! Keeping a mistress and corrupting social morals!]

Filthy language merged into a black torrent, scrolling wildly across the screen, nearly burying it entirely.

And in the center of the frame sat Yang Shengli.

Before the camera, he didn't even glance at the comments. Instead, he picked up another phone and dialed a number.

"Hello?"

He put it on speaker. His voice wasn't loud, yet it carried clearly through the entire stream.

"Buy me a spot on the trending search list."

"Push the news of Kangyang Group's live clarification up immediately!"

"I want the maximum number of people to see this in the shortest amount of time!"

"Money is no object!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

The entire stream fell into a momentary dead silence because of his blatant operation.

Immediately after, an even more frantic explosion of comments followed!

[??????]

[Did I hear that right? Publicly buying a trending search spot in front of over a hundred thousand people?!]

[Holy crap! Is he really being this arrogant? Is this a cleanup? He's just throwing money in our faces!]

[Impressive! Today's drama is just getting bigger and bigger!]

But some rational voices also struggled to emerge from among the insults and question marks.

[Wait a second... It's been less than an hour since the post went viral, right?]

[Reacting this fast, making such a big scene, with the Chairman himself appearing on camera...]

[Could it be... there really is a plot twist?]

Yang Shengli finally looked up.

He looked at the camera and saw the endless scrolling of malice and abuse that seemed ready to overflow from the screen.

Every word was like a poisoned dagger.

He finally understood why that girl, who was usually as strong as a little sun in front of him, would cry so heartbrokenly on the phone.

It turned out that knives made of words could truly kill.

His gaze grew colder and colder.

Just then, a gentle figure walked to his side.

It was Zeng Qifang.

Her eyes were also red, but her expression was incredibly firm.

"Old Yang."

She gently placed a thick photo album with worn edges on the table in front of Yang Shengli.

"I've brought the album."

After speaking, she pulled out a chair and sat quietly beside Yang Shengli, facing the camera with him.

They faced the audience, which had already exceeded 100,000 and was still skyrocketing.

Yang Shengli's gaze fell upon the photo album.

His eyes seemed to pierce through time, returning to many years ago.

In those bloodshot eyes, the overwhelming rage and murderous intent miraculously transformed into an imperceptible trace of tenderness at this moment.

He reached out, his broad palm gently stroking the old cover of the album.

The movement was full of care and value.

As if he were touching a rare and precious treasure.

In the stream, hundreds of thousands of viewers stared intently at this simple gesture.

At some point, the insulting comments had thinned out considerably.

Everyone sensed an unusual atmosphere.

Finally, Yang Shengli raised his head and looked at the camera again.

This time, he spoke.

His voice wasn't high, yet it carried an unquestionable authority that reached everyone's ears clearly.

"I am the Chairman of Kangyang Group, Yang Shengli."

He paused, his cold gaze sweeping over the remaining filth on the screen. Every word he spoke was powerful and resonant.

"Today, I sit here. I am not holding a press conference, nor am I sending lawyer's letters. I am here for only one thing—"

"To clear the name of my daughter, Shen Zhixia!"

Daughter?!

Those words were like a depth charge, detonating throughout the entire live stream!

The pause in comments lasted only a fraction of a second before erupting ten times more violently than before!

[Daughter??? What the hell did I just hear?]

[A goddaughter, right? People in those circles play around a lot, we get it.]

[Hahaha, the post said it, he's just a sugar daddy!]

[Chairman Yang, nice script, but don't write another one!]

Yang Shengli turned a deaf ear to the tsunami of doubt.

There wasn't even a single unnecessary expression on his face.

He simply and slowly turned to the first page of the photo album.

It was a slightly yellowed old photograph.

He carefully pulled the photo from the album and held it up to the camera.

In the photo was an infant wearing a bright red padded coat, wrapped up like a little rice dumpling, lying in swaddling clothes. The baby's large, dark, grape-like eyes looked at the world with curiosity.

"Take a good look at this photo, everyone."

Yang Shengli's voice was steady and calm.

"This is Zhi Xia, taken on her hundredth day."

"Only two prints were ever made from this negative. One is at her home, and the other is here with me."

As soon as he finished speaking.

The comments were once again occupied by a massive wave of question marks.

[???]

[What can a hundred-day photo prove?]

[Stop joking, you can just find any baby photo and say it's Shen Zhixia?]

Yang Shengli continued to ignore them.

He put the photo back on the table and pulled out a second one.

In this photo, a young-looking man in a white shirt was awkwardly holding a baby girl about six months old, smiling brightly.

The baby girl's chubby little hand was clutching the man's collar, and she was almost drooling onto his shirt.

And that young man's features were clearly those of a younger Yang Shengli!

"This photo was taken when Zhi Xia was six months old."

Yang Shengli pointed at himself in the photo, a hint of reminiscence in his voice.

"This man is me."

Boom!

The atmosphere of the live stream changed completely.

If the first photo only made people feel confused, this second photo was like a heavy hammer, slamming hard into everyone's hearts!

That kind of intimacy, that smile from the heart, was definitely not faked!

The direction of the comments began to shift subtly.

[Holy crap... this... could it be a real godfather?]

[Looking at Chairman Yang's younger self, although his posture holding the baby is clumsy, that smile is truly happy!]

[Wait a minute, I'm a bit confused. If they're a real godfather and goddaughter, then the whistleblower's words were way too nasty, weren't they?]

[Is there a reversal? Is something big coming?]