Forced to Marry a Female Billionaire CEO

Chapter 259: It's All Over


He had a good idea of what Ouyang Zhou was up to. It was nothing more than goading him into anger and then engaging him in a debate. In that case, he, Ding Anzhi, would very likely lose.

What a pity. If both sides were to truly get angry and the situation spiraled out of control, the one who would lose the most face would be Xu Ke, sitting on the stage. Failure to control the press conference would just add the label of 'incompetent' to his long list of scandals.

Therefore, Xu Ke had to step in and take control.

And Ouyang Zhou's scheme would naturally fall through.

But Ouyang Zhou's expression betrayed no joy or sorrow. He simply apologized to Xu Ke, "Sorry, Mister Xu, I got a bit too excited."

"It's alright, Mister Ouyang. Please, have a seat," Xu Ke said with a smile.

After Ouyang Zhou sat back down, Xu Ke turned to Ding Anzhi. "Mister Ding, do you have any more questions?"

"I do." Ding Anzhi returned to his slow and deliberate demeanor, flipping through the tablet in his hands.

It contained the script he had prepared. If he was allowed to ask all his questions and then conclude with a sharp, cutting summary, Xu Ke would undoubtedly be doomed.

But this time, Xu Ke didn't let him continue. Instead, he smiled. "Mister Ding, are you tired?"

Hearing this, the crowd was startled.

What was going on? Was Xu Ke stopping Ding Anzhi from asking questions? Or was he about to start insulting him, just like Ouyang Zhou?

"Tired? Not really," Ding Anzhi replied with a smile.

He also assumed Xu Ke was about to berate him. But instead of anger, he felt quite pleased. Being insulted by Ouyang Zhou made him angry because no one was there to back him up. Thus, Ouyang Zhou paid no price. If Xu Ke insulted him, however, the Huang Family would immediately help him tarnish Xu Ke's name. Therefore, not only was he unafraid of Xu Ke's insults, he was actually worried Xu Ke *wouldn't* insult him.

"I think asking questions one by one must be very tiring for you," Xu Ke said with a grin. "I noticed that most of the questions you just asked revolved around the long article Yang Qing posted yesterday, as well as the topics discussed by my aunt and cousin on yesterday's show."

"I have a summary here that can answer all of your questions at once. Would you like to hear it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ding Anzhi froze, and his face turned deathly pale. A strong sense of foreboding surged through him.

Isn't that the exact same smile Xu Ke had right before he dealt with Gong Hou and that female reporter? If he became Xu Ke's target this time, it would be a disaster. He was facing complete and utter ruination!

He subconsciously tried to refuse. "I don't—"

But this time, Xu Ke had learned a thing or two from Ouyang Zhou. He interrupted Ding Anzhi, turning to the crowd. "Do our other friends here want to listen?"

The other reporters, who loved a good spectacle, naturally roared their approval. "Yes!"

Ouyang Zhou's voice was particularly prominent among them.

"Alright then," Xu Ke said. "Additionally, I'd like to give a reminder to Nie Qinghe, Xu Feng'an, and Yang Qing, who might be watching the live stream."

At this, Xu Ke's gaze turned cold.

"Man acts, and Heaven watches."

The moment he said it, the expressions on everyone's faces changed. What kind of damning evidence did Xu Ke possess that he could say something so ominous on camera?

...

In a Western restaurant, Yang Qing met Xu Ke's gaze through the screen, and her heart suddenly shuddered for no reason. Her complexion changed. "No, it's absolutely impossible!"

She had planned everything so perfectly, leaving Xu Ke no room for rebuttal. To achieve this, she had used every tool at her disposal, including her own reputation. How could Xu Ke possibly win?

...

In the rental apartment.

"Qing He, this... this won't be a problem, will it?" Xu Feng'an's expression, which had been one of schadenfreude, was now pale. Xu Ke's open refutation of the two journalists had completely destroyed her confidence.

What were they supposed to do? If Xu Ke exposed the truth, how could the mother and son pair ever show their faces in Jiang City again?

"No, it won't be! Don't worry!" Nie Qinghe squeezed Xu Feng'an's arm, his own face etched with worry.

He had thought he could ride the coattails of a powerful backer. Nie Qinghe had even been planning how he would leverage this opportunity to get a job at the Huang Family's media company after taking down Xu Ke. His first choice for a mentor would have been Ding Anzhi. After all, Ding Anzhi was his idol! But now... Ding Anzhi's face was changing color right before his eyes!

While Xu Feng'an and her son were trembling with fear, Xu Zhenmin, who was sitting behind them, watched the live broadcast with an excited look on his face...

The next moment, a recording began to play at the press conference.

As the audio started, the color drained completely from Xu Feng'an's face.

She was doomed!

...

Right after Xu Ke's "Man acts, and Heaven watches" statement, the recording filled the conference hall.

It was Xu Zhenmin's voice: "Is it really okay for us to frame Xu Ke like this?"

"That brat won't even give us a dozen houses, and you're still speaking up for him? What kind of poison have you drunk, Third Brother?"

"Third Uncle, cousin has gone too far this time! We just wanted some money and a few houses, and he treats us like this. What kind of relative is he?"

"Exactly!"

Then came Yang Qing's voice: "As long as you cooperate with me to take down Xu Ke, I'll transfer eight hundred thousand directly to your accounts."

Xu Feng'an's excited voice: "Miss Yang, are you serious?"

"Of course. I'm giving Chang Xiujuan eight hundred thousand as well. Once you handle your side, you'll also get eight hundred thousand."

Hearing this, everyone's jaws dropped in shock.

What was this?! Xu Ke had even gotten a recording of how Yang Qing and his own relatives had conspired to frame him? Anyone who had watched yesterday's program would immediately recognize the voices as belonging to Xu Ke's relatives.

At that moment, everyone stared at Xu Ke in utter disbelief.

Could it be that from the very beginning, every move Yang Qing and the others made had been part of Xu Ke's plan?

Wang Yu's face turned ashen as she stood up. "Li Qing, let's go!"

Based on her understanding of Xu Ke, if they didn't leave now, they would truly look like fools. More importantly, she was terrified her own name might appear in the recording, which would be disastrous!

"Alright," Wong Liqing ground out, clenching his teeth.

He never imagined that the press conference they had so painstakingly coordinated with the Huang Family—complete with a public opinion blitz and martial artist ambushes—would be so completely and utterly ruined.

...

Then, the next part of the recording played.

Xu Feng'an's anxious voice: "What do we do now, Miss Yang? The show can't be recorded anymore, and I didn't get to curse Xu Ke as much as I wanted!"

Yang Qing's panicked voice: "Don't worry, let me handle it."

...

Yang Qing: "How's that for a final push? Once my article is out, Xu Ke will be like a man with mud in his pants. Even if it isn't shit, everyone will treat it like it is."

Sun Luo: "TSK TSK TSK, Yang Qing, oh Yang Qing, your ability to spout complete nonsense is truly impressive. Not bad, not bad at all. Well done."

Nie Qinghe: "Elder Sun, Miss Yang wrote it very well. Her article never explicitly states what Xu Ke did—whether he raped her, beat her, or both... But readers will glance at it and naturally infer whatever they want to infer."

Yang Qing: "Next, as long as we get a good reporter from the Huang Family to write a solid article, we won't have to worry about Xu Ke surviving this."

Nie Qinghe immediately offered a suggestion: "Let Mister Ding Anzhi do it! He's a titan in the world of journalism!"

"Deal!"

...

The recording was lengthy, but Xu Ke cut it off there. As it ended, a dead silence fell over the venue.

Everyone was dumbstruck.

Ding Anzhi's face went completely white. His body went limp, and he collapsed into his seat with a vacant stare.

It was over. Everything was over.

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