Chapter 191: Live Internet Face-Slapping of Fu Siya! (2) – Highlight Chapter from After Reborn, I Became the Bigshots' Beloved
Chapter 191: Live Internet Face-Slapping of Fu Siya! (2) is a standout chapter in After Reborn, I Became the Bigshots' Beloved by ACauliflower, where the pace intensifies and character dynamics evolve. Rich in drama and tension, this part of the story grips readers and pushes the Romance narrative into new territory.
The girl wearing the baseball cap was none other than Lu Sheng.
Old Mr. Fu still held the last bit of affection for Fu Siya; he allowed Lu Sheng to appear at the press conference and publicly ask this question.
Should Fu Siya show even a hint of guilt, hesitation, or remorse, Old Mr. Fu would feel there was still a sliver of hope for redemption in his granddaughter, and he would be willing to give her one last chance.
However, Fu Siya’s reaction was completely contrary to what Old Mr. Fu had anticipated.
Instead of showing any signs of guilt, she became extremely angry and looked fiercely at Lu Sheng.
"Miss, I don’t know which media you represent, but I’m even more curious about your intentions behind such a question!"
"My grandfather was alone on a cruise when he went out to sea. It’s clear that his demise was an accidental fall overboard; how could it have possibly been an intentional murder?"
"If there was a murder, there must be an enemy involved. But my grandfather has been kind and charitable all his life, who would have the heart to harm a man like him?"
"By asking such a question here, isn’t it obvious that you’re trying to set a narrative? Are you advocating some conspiracy theory, intending to tarnish my grandfather’s reputation?"
Seeing Fu Siya in a rage, the other journalists also felt that the question was inappropriate.
Old Mr. Fu had a far-reaching reputation; he was an upright and noble-hearted philanthropic entrepreneur renowned in Jiang City.
Now that the old man has passed away, labelling his death as a suspected murder would tarnish his legacy, stirring up many unwarranted suspicions and incidents.
No wonder Miss Fu was so angry.
Her grandfather lived a clean life, but after his death, he is being speculated upon as if he might have done something wrong or offended someone to have been killed. Who would be willing to accept that?
As the crowd was abuzz with talk, the girl in the baseball cap remained calm and asked again, "Is Miss Fu certain?"
"Old Mr. Fu was on the cruise alone, with no one else present when he fell overboard."
"Has Miss Fu truly never considered the possibility that Old Mr. Fu might have been murdered?"
"Or is there some unknown reason why Miss Fu feels there is absolutely no such possibility?"
"...Shut your mouth!" Fu Siya snapped, having reached her limit.
Fu Siya clenched her fists, glaring fiercely at the journalist below who continued to ask questions, seemingly oblivious to her anger. Was there something wrong with their brain?
Originally, no one at the scene even considered the possibility of murder, but after being asked twice in a row, Fu Siya noticed the expressions of those present were changing.
They unconsciously began to wonder if such a possibility existed, whether Old Mr. Fu’s death could indeed be more than just a simple fall overboard.
...No.
She could not let this rabble-rouser, who had popped out of nowhere, remain here.
Fu Siya raised her voice and called out, "Where’s security! Someone, please escort this troublemaking journalist out!"
"I will not allow anyone to slander my grandfather, and I will absolutely not accept interviews from their media organization in the future regarding events related to the Fu Family!"
At Fu Siya’s command, the security personnel who had been stationed around the conference hall swiftly surrounded Lu Sheng.
Lu Sheng glanced at the frantic Fu Siya, standing there indifferently, stationary as the guards closed in around her.
"Miss, please leave the venue."
As he spoke, the head of the security team rolled up his sleeves and warned, "If you don’t leave voluntarily, don’t blame us for being inhospitable!"
Yet, Lu Sheng remained unmoved.
Just as the guards were about to physically pull her away, the doors to the conference hall suddenly creaked open at that moment.
A robust and full-throated voice resonated through the Great Hall, reaching everyone’s ears – "Let’s see who dares to lay a hand on her!"
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