The Supreme Beauty Fell in Love with Me

"Thank you for your kindness!" Zhong Wenyi stood up, holding his briefcase, and then said, "Since I've chosen to persist, I will definitely keep going. For this matter, even if it costs me my reputation or my honor, I won't hesitate!"

"Ah, why must you do this?" Zhang Tianhua extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand.

"Because it is my duty," Zhong Wenyi said earnestly as he looked at Zhang Tianhua, "the fundamental duty of a lawyer."

Having said that, Zhong Wenyi turned around and walked out.

Zhang Tianhua felt his face burning; he felt himself blushing, turned red by Zhong Wenyi's words just now. He had once sworn oaths before the party flag and the national flag. Yet now, he has violated his oath, his duty, the five-pointed star above his head.

Zhang Tianhua sighed, his face showing helplessness.

Perhaps just as that saying goes, "When you're in the officialdom, you have no control over yourself."

Zhang Tianhua lay down helplessly on the sofa, lighting several cigarettes in succession; smoke swirled around the hotel room.

Zhong Wenyi returned to the City Committee with a face full of disappointment and went to Tang Yumeng's office.

"Lawyer Zhong, how did it go?" Tang Yumeng asked anxiously.

"Ah," Zhong Wenyi sighed helplessly and said, "There's nothing I can do."

"Could it be... Could it really be that we can only watch helplessly as Lin Chuan is sent to the guillotine?" Tang Yumeng looked at Zhong Wenyi with an anxious face.

"Right now, we need to find a way to get hold of the power of public opinion," Zhong Wenyi said urgently.

"Public opinion?" Tang Yumeng was taken aback and said, "It won't be easy to change the direction of public opinion all at once. Don't oversimplify it."

Just as the two of them were discussing how to take control of public opinion, someone hurriedly pushed the door and came in.

"I can help," the person said hastily.

Zhong Wenyi looked puzzledly at the girl who had arrived with a travel-worn appearance; when Tang Yumeng saw her, she couldn't help but be startled and said, "Mu Bai, is that you?"

"Yes!" Mu Bai quickly nodded and said, "Secretary Tang, I can help a bit with public opinion."

"Really?" Tang Yumeng, hearing this, was immediately overjoyed and said, "That's great; nobody can compare to you in this regard."

"I have a few friends who are editors at major portal websites and several big-name Weibo users. If we get them involved, I believe we can definitely take the initiative in shaping public opinion," Mu Bai said eagerly.

"Yes, good," Tang Yumeng quickly nodded.

"I'll draft a news release immediately and ask the moderator at Tianya to pin it to the top," Mu Bai said in a hurry. "Also, get other portal editors to share it, and ask the Weibo influencers to repost it; I believe this thing can turn around very quickly."

"Alright!" Tang Yumeng nodded at once.

Mu Bai hastily put down her bag and then drafted an indignant news release on the spot. The stance was very clear, squarely on Lin Chuan's side. Of course, from every word and sentence in this press release, you couldn't tell any bias at all; it seemed like a critique of the current society's protectiveism, bureaucracy...

After reviewing the draft, Tang Yumeng and Zhong Wenyi agreed that there was no issue with the news release. Mu Bai immediately posted the article on Tianya Forum and also called her friend to pin the post to the top.

Quickly, the post appeared on the homepage of Tianya Forum, not only pinned but also featured in the homepage advertisement links.

Instantly, this post blew up on Tianya Forum. It quickly became the most popular and highest-clicked post on the forum. Within an hour, it attracted a hundred thousand clicks and five thousand comments, and the numbers were skyrocketing.

Then, Sina portal, NetEase News, Sohu News... Many major portals reproduced and pinned this hot news. In a moment, this piece of news quickly became the hottest and most talked-about topic.

A special commentator at Sohu reposted this news and tweeted: Is it a face slap or a reversal? Do poor second generation always have to be jealous of official and rich second generations? Does it always have to lead to intense conflict? Indeed, it turns out that such a significant message is hidden behind this story—it's the sorrow of society.

Suddenly, the internet exploded.

The twist in Lin Chuan's murder case also triggered a heated discussion among netizens.

Online comments were almost unanimously in favor, with virtually all users supporting Lin Chuan.

A netizen commented: "A grudge for matricide is unforgivable. It doesn't matter if he's the son of a deputy secretary; even the son of a secretary deserves to die."

A netizen said, "Fuck his mother, do they really think we, the lower social class, are fools? The poor second-gen envies the rich officials' second-gen, so resorts to murder. Now it seems that the person who released that news initially was an idiot, and the editor, his mother ****."

A netizen said, "The news nowadays, one minute it's this, the next minute it's that, which story is even true? I choose to remain silent about this matter. Of course, if that guy named Song really did kill Lin Chuan's mother, then, all I can say is he got what he deserved."

...

Online, the voice of public opinion was very vehement.

Soon, major Weibos were forwarding the story, especially under the influence of influential verified users, Weibo's voice grew louder, and everyone began to forward it. There were also a large number of retweets on Weibo, and WeChat Moments were almost exclusively filled with this news.

With major news portals and Weibo fanning the flames, the message rocketed into the top twenty of the Baidu Hot Search index within a mere twenty-four hours. It became a hard and solid matter that attracted the attention of many local television stations.

Shenzhen Urban Channel, Shanghai Urban Hour, Beijing Urban Station, Jiangxi Urban Live...

They all carried follow-up reports on this incident. Suddenly, this buzzing topic from the internet landed on TV screens, presented right in front of the public. For a while, the issue stirred up an even bigger commotion than before.

All kinds of twists and turns, all kinds of slaps in the face.

Song Ming saw the news and also discovered these messages online. His face darkened, and seeing the news getting more and more intense and lively, he eventually couldn't sit still any longer.

Just as he was preparing to consult with Zhang Tianhua, at this time, Minister Liu came over curiously and said, "Deputy Secretary Song, I think it's best not to focus on these things after all, this matter will not affect the verdict of the case."

"It won't affect it?" Song Ming was somewhat furious, he annoyedly said, "Now that the case has reached a critical point, yet such a thing has happened, it's really intolerable. No, I can't let this continue to develop."

"Secretary Song, acting now would be inconvenient," Minister Liu hurriedly said: "The trial is tomorrow, so let's not complicate things further. Perhaps, this is just a trap, waiting for us to fall into it."

Song Ming thought for a moment and felt there was some sense in what he said, then nodded, "Hmm, you're right, we can't create any more complications now. Since the trial is tomorrow, let them jump around a bit longer."

After saying that, Song Ming immediately let go of the obsession in his heart.

Meanwhile, at the police station, Lin Chuan was still detained in the holding cell. Tomorrow he was to appear before the court, and Lin Chuan felt very calm. Killing Song Hao, he had not a single regret. Killing the Northeast Tiger, destroying Qinghua Pool, Lin Chuan thought what he did was just right.

Creak...

At this moment, the door of the detention room opened, and the police officer at the door said, "Lin Chuan, you have a visitor."

Lin Chuan looked up and saw that it was Tang Yumeng and Zhong Wenyi.

The two of them hurried in.

Lin Chuan stood up and said, "Sis, I've caused you worry."

"You jerk, you still know you've worried me?" Tang Yumeng bit her red lip, quickly threw herself into Lin Chuan's arms, and then said, "When will you ever let me stop worrying?"

"I..." Lin Chuan smiled awkwardly and said, "I didn't want to, but some things are really beyond my control."

"Enough, say no more," Tang Yumeng interrupted. "Tomorrow's trial is just a formality. So, don't say anything tomorrow, let Lawyer Zhong speak on your behalf, okay?"

"Yes, however sister says, that's what I'll do." Lin Chuan nodded. He replied without much strength.

After all, some things really are just that way—in fact, if Lin Chuan wanted to run, not a single person in this place could keep him here, if he wanted to leave, not a single person could stop him. Lin Chuan chose to stay in the detention room for two reasons: one was to give Zhang Wenhui face; the other was to find a place for some peace and quiet. Lin Chuan couldn't think of any place quieter than this one.

Although he could run away and find a quiet place to stay, Lin Chuan absolutely didn't want to worry those who loved him. So, this was the most suitable place for him, it wouldn't only keep them from worrying, but it would also allow him to maintain a clear mind, thinking about things or recalling memories every day out of boredom.

"Okay, now Lawyer Zhong has some things to tell you, you must remember them, got it?" Tang Yumeng immediately said.

"Okay, I got it." Lin Chuan nodded.

Tang Yumeng smiled, then said, "Good boy, I'll reward you with a kiss."

After saying that, Tang Yumeng kissed Lin Chuan on the face.

Seeing this, Zhong Wenyi, who was standing to the side, had it all in his eyes. He looked at Lin Chuan with an apologetic face and said, "Lin Chuan, in all strictness, any lawyer attending the case won't make much difference, do you understand?"

"I understand," Lin Chuan nodded, saying, "So, change the lawyer for tomorrow."