271- Corrupted Morals (道德败坏)

Her gaze was so cold it seemed as if the air was being solidified, making it hard to breathe. Looking at her youthful face, the reporters suddenly felt a wave of pressure pressing down onto their conscience, everyone becoming a little nervous.

“All of you can ask your questions one by one, I promise I won’t hide anything I know. Nor will I stop before I’ve spoken everything I know about it,” before the gazes of the crowd, Jing Yun Zhao apathetically responded.

The moment she announced her intentions, the reporters all cheered up and exchanged a few looks with each other, before each one raised their hands competitively.

Raising hands? The reporters were also surprised at the unexpected, not understanding why they would subconsciously perform such an action. Logically speaking, facing these types of people, it’s enough to just throw out a few incisive questions. Why do we need to raise our hands to let her pick? It’s not like she’s some powerful figure possessing virtue and prestige…

This is so weird/

“You, ask.” Jing Yun Zhao pointed at someone and gave her permission.

The heart of the reporter that was picked jumped, “Jing Yun Zhao, word on the vine says that you’re an orphan. Did you break your relationship with your foster parents after you grew up?”

“That’s right,” Jing Yun Zhao was direct.

Her words were simple, but the people below became enthusiastic, obviously very satisfied with Jing Yun Zhao’s cooperation. However, they still thought it was somewhat of a pity. Such an outstanding looking girl actually did such a morally corrupt thing!

“Then I’d like to ask, what were you thinking when you broke off your relationships with them? They raised you for more than a decade, don’t you feel any gratitude towards them at all?” The reporter continued shooting their arrows.

Jing Yun Zhao burst out laughing, but her smile expressed her vicissitudes and isolation, while at the same time expressing her contempt and ridicule. She swept her eyes across that reporter’s face, causing that reporter’s heart to jump in a flurry. Did I ask the wrong question?

“I naturally have feelings of gratitude. Ye Qin picked me up and fed me for so many years, it’s impossible to offset this grace. Still, Ye Qin is Ye Qin, she isn’t the Qiao family. Qiao Wei Min abused his authority as my stepfather to beat me and curse at me. There’s no way to lie about the fact that he had caused a ruckus in front of my school gates back then. To break off our relationship is a decision the town’s leaders made. If you doubt me, you can go check with the townspeople, you’ll see if they admit it.”

Jing Yun Zhao wasn’t so retarded to paint the Qiao family grey in one instant. After all, some people’s waist wouldn’t hurt from standing to speak out. Without having experienced more than a decade of torture, they wouldn’t know how much a non-biological daughter who wasn’t doted on would have to wrong themselves just to live up till now. They were all now standing on their moral high grounds, thinking that since she was picked up, she was in the wrong as long as she disobeyed.

“So you mean that the breaking of your relationship was something decided by others and have nothing to do with you?! But QIao Wei Min, also known as your stepfather, accused you of being unfilial. Your younger sister expressed that the entire family treated you very well, and there’s also your younger brother who thinks you’re headstrong and rash. What do you have to say about this?” The reporters mouth was like a machine gun, raking it non-stop with its bullets going ‘du du du’.

“So, what they say is what is. Because I’m an orphan, so my words are all twisted facts, right?” Jing Yun Zhao kept wearing a smile as she shot a question back at them.

It was like the twittering of birds, but hearing it shook their hearts.

“Jing Yun Zhao, are you trying to quibble with me by putting words in my mouth?” The reporter wasn’t going to take it lying down.

“Okay, I won’t quibble. Then, go get my stepfather and younger siblings out. I’ll just confront them,” Jing Yun Zhao wasn’t weak either.

She had long felt it. The Qiao family and the Jing family, all those people were like actors waiting for their turn on stage; they were all standing by the sides or in corners, lying in wait. When the moment came, they would immediately show up in front of everyone and hit someone who’s down, making it so there was no hope for reprieve for her.

Unfortunately, I, Jing Yun Zhao, am here to claim my debts! This fiasco finally made me understand that there are some times where, no matter how miserable some people become, they would still be evil when they need to be. Their inferiority complex might even turn for the worse. Since it’s like this, what’s the point of keeping them?