Reborn As Super Heiress
Chapter 361 - 357: The Gambler

Chapter 361: Chapter 357: The Gambler

A poor student studying in the Imperial Capital was struggling to get by just two months ago, and then suddenly become a rich and beautiful woman. Why is that? Do we even need to guess the reason?

Huo Sining had money, but she was extremely low-key in her daily life. Her wealth was flaunted in a very subtle way. If no one mentioned the value of that Tibetan Mastiff, most people wouldn’t even realize she was wealthy.

If Huo Sining only had assets worth hundreds of thousands, people would definitely suspect she was being kept by someone. However, the millions in assets and the priceless shares of the research institute that were revealed on Weibo dispelled such thoughts, because no man would be so generous and so foolish to spend such a cost on keeping a woman;

But Wu Jingyi was different. A few designer clothes and luxury items didn’t cost much, and she loved to show off. This behavior was consistent with the vast majority of women who were kept.

Because Huo Sining had been wronged before, those netizens felt very guilty. So, when that Medical University student posted on Weibo, it immediately sparked outrage and a collective backlash from the netizens.

As if they had found an outlet, everyone poured out endless curses against this vain, shallow-minded, and malicious fake best friend, Wu Jingyi.

Skilled individuals are to be found among the common folk. A netizen traced the clues from a few photos posted by the Medical University student and found a Weibo account called "Quietly Awaiting Good News." By comparing the photos posted by this account, they immediately confirmed that this Weibo was Wu Jingyi’s.

Now that Wu Jingyi’s Weibo had been exposed, people commented on every single one of her posts, and some netizens even organized "sightseeing groups" to leave messages, mocking, satirizing, insulting, and cursing in all kinds of ways.

It wasn’t just on Weibo. On the Medical University forums, in the clinical class group chat, and Baiyun High School alumni chat groups, and even in Wu Jingyi’s circle of friends, the incident was being discussed. Those words mixed with scrutiny and doubt, their tone so nuanced, tore apart the mask Wu Jingyi had been wearing for so long.

Her good reputation was gone, replaced only by those who enjoyed watching her downfall.

Netizens on Weibo were cursing her, her QQ friend requests exploded, and even in real life, she was bombarded with calls and messages for private chats. Malicious, curious, or gloating, they formed a massive information tsunami that completely overwhelmed her.

Wu Jingyi trembled with anger, her hands instinctively clutching the cushion underneath her.

Her face was ashen. Because of the unpleasant events of the previous day, she had not slept well, and her complexion was already poor. Now, with the mix of shock and rage, she looked even more unsightly.

The so-called virtual and reality don’t have an absolute divide. Once privacy is exposed, it brings about a disaster.

Wu Jingyi numbly refreshed her feed, her jaw clenched in pain, yet she felt nothing. She blinked, tears streaking down her cheeks, then suddenly turned around, grabbed the photo frames and teacups from the table, and threw them against the wall.

But is it over just like that? Gu Xu sneered coldly. No, this lesson was far from enough.

He silently put the documents in his hands into the shredder, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly, his eyes filled with shadows.

The phone of Wu Dekai rang while the casino was bustling with noise.

He took out his phone and glanced at it. A text message from an unknown number. He skimmed through the message and then shoved it back into his pocket, not paying it any more attention, his head raised in excitement as he watched the slot machine in front of him.

Even though he had already lost over a thousand yuan, he still refused to give up and firmly believed that he could turn things around and win back his losses.

However, the more he lost, the more reckless he became. In the end, with bloodshot eyes, he boldly threw caution to the wind and staked his last thousand yuan from his pocket, slamming it all down on the table.

As one might expect, the final result was that he was left with only a few coins and was ignominiously thrown out of the gambling den by a few thugs.

"Tuh! I refuse to believe I can’t win money; next time I’m definitely going to make a comeback!"

After spitting, Wu Dekai, with eyes red from staying up all night, staggered back home. As he pushed open the slightly ajar door, he was greeted by the crying of a child and the scolding of a woman.

Wu Dekai, feeling irritated, kicked open the door and cursed, "Scold, scold, scold! What else can you do but scold? No wonder I lost so badly today—it’s all the bad luck you, this cheap wife of mine, caused with your nagging!"

Seeing Wu Dekai come in, Zhang Xiaohui stopped making a sound, and the child, upon seeing Wu Dekai returned, dared not cry anymore.

"You went gambling again last night?" After a moment of silence, Zhang Xiaohui still couldn’t help but ask.

Wu Dekai, already irritated from losing money, lost his temper when he heard Zhang Xiaohui’s question and angrily shouted, "Where I go is none of your business! I toil hard to make some money; can’t you let me enjoy myself a bit for the New Year?"

Zhang Xiaohui’s face changed, "Did you lose money? There’s no money in the house for the New Year, and Xuanxuan needs to pay for school after the holiday. Give me the money."

Wu Dekai originally had only three thousand yuan in his hand, and he had lost it all the night before. Now, he was left with only a few coins in his pocket. His wife was asking him for money—where would he get it from?

Feeling guilty, Wu Dekai raised his voice and yelled, "If you’re so capable, give birth to a son for me! A useless money-losing good-for-nothing, and you still want to spend my money? You should be grateful you’re not thrown into a welfare institute, and now you want to go to school? Forget about school!"

Wu Dekai was almost forty years old and had spent over a decade hoping for a son, but ended up with an unpreferred daughter, which had made him the subject of ridicule in the village.

Seeing his daughter always caused Wu Dekai irritation; he regretted not drowning her in a stinking ditch the moment she was born. Now, hearing his wife actually asking him for money to send the child to school made his blood boil even more.

Wu Dekai cursed angrily, and Zhang Xiaohui, a formidable woman herself, got angry too when Wu Dekai started a fight with her as soon as he came back.

"Not earning a single cent and yet you have the nerve to yell here? If you can, then make some money! Other than gambling, what else can you do? A big man with no ability whatsoever, always bullying your wife, and now it’s my fault you can’t produce a son? Everyone knows it’s because of your bad "seeds"!"

Wu Dekai’s loud cursing was nothing but an attempt to cover his own inner guilt. Hearing his wife’s voice louder than his own, his face turned red with embarrassment, and he sheepishly glanced at the neighbor lady who had come out next door, murmured:

"Keep your voice down, you want everyone to hear you, don’t you?!"

As he spoke, he took out the little money that was left in his pocket. Seeing the few coins in Wu Dekai’s hands, Zhang Xiaohui’s face turned colors, and, not willing to let it go, she started searching through Wu Dekai’s pockets herself.