Reborn As Super Heir Chapter 352 - 352 348 Confession

??Chapter 352: Chapter 348 Confession

Chapter 352: Chapter 348 Confession

Su Qingqing was close to being driven mad by Huo Sining as she coldly cursed:

“He says you’re kept for flaunting wealth and being materialistic, says you abandoned your maternal uncle’s family that raised you, calling you ungrateful and unrighteous—how can you bear this?”

“He’s only capable of running his mouth, without any substantial evidence—what does it matter?”

Huo Sining was still busy giving an initial polish to the freshly loosened rough jade in her hands, when the next second Su Qingqing’s words made her freeze.

“Who says he doesn’t have evidence?”

Compared to the calm Huo Sining, Su Qingqing couldn’t contain her anger.

“The person who leaked this definitely has a grudge against you, they even got your university enrollnt records and high school alumni yearbook—no small capabilities!”

“I suspect he has other evidence in his hands and is probably waiting for the right mont to pull out an even bigger move!”

Only upon hearing this did Huo Sining realize and grasp the gravity of the situation, a sinking feeling in her heart.

“Is this matter widely known? Do many people know about it?” Huo Sining asked eagerly.

“Isn’t that obvious? That guy’s Weibo post has already been reposted tens of thousands of tis; word spreads fast, who knows how many people have seen it.”

Su Qingqing was frantic, “No, we can’t let him keep spouting nonsense. This person is pretty good at twisting facts, if this continues, you might really beco infamous!”

Not many people could have gotten hold of Huo Sining’s high school yearbook, and since she hadn’t interacted much with high school acquaintances, unless they bore a grudge, the possible suspects narrowed down to just one.

The face of a person erged in Huo Sining’s mind, soone who in her past life had ruined her, but even after her rebirth, she hadn’t thought of seeking revenge.

Fate had given her another chance at life, and in this lifeti, she didn’t wish to entangle herself with that person, only wanting to lead a peaceful life.

Unfortunately, though she wished for tranquility, the world would not stand still. She had no desire to bicker with Wu Jingyi, yet the latter insisted on provoking her, bouncing back into her life as if courting death.

Huo Sining fiddled slightly with the object, then tucked the polished jade piece into her storage ring, before replying, “I understand, don’t worry, I think I know who it is.”

One call triggered a series of calls. First was Su Qingqing, followed by Qin Shaoyou and Su Jinyuan who also inquired about the situation. Huo Sining explained everything clearly, and both responded with a “Got it, don’t worry about this, I’ll handle it,” then hung up.

Less than three minutes after ending the calls, Bai Yishan and Ouyang Jun among others also made inquiries. Overwheld by the disturbance, Huo Sining simply silenced her phone, refusing to answer anyone’s calls.

Back in her room, she booted up her computer, registered a Weibo account, and straightforwardly branded it with “Miss Magic herself”, then went through the Weibo verification process.

After that, she earnestly reviewed the Weibo post where “Mr. Handso” belittled her, not even missing the comnts below.

After reading, Huo Sining opened a docunt and began her appeal.

“Indeed, so people have no bottom line when facing the virtual network; most are misled by the internet, thinking that slandering and spreading rumors online can be done without taking responsibility.

I don’t know how you define raising and doting, but if it’s in the way a child bride was reared in ancient tis, then I am at a loss for words.

For eighteen years, I was at the rcy of others, living a life of extre hardship. I finally escaped that bitter existence and no longer wish to recall those days, yet now soone is tearing open my barely healed scars, bit by bit.

My uncle was timid and easily swayed, with his only hobby being gambling—but his skills were terrible, I’ve never seen him win any money;

my aunt was fierce, and hitting and scolding were common occurrences. Ever since my mother passed away and I went to live with my uncle’s family, I had to do laundry and chores for the whole household, work in the fields with the adults, get up early to make breakfast, and even repair the house and build chicken coops.

I wasn’t allowed to do howork at night because it wasted electricity; I couldn’t do it after school because I had to cook and do more chores; weekend howork was out of the question because of fieldwork.

I forgot to ntion, my aunt has a son eight years younger than — he always ate at while I could only eat vegetables, not even scraps were left for . I washed his clothes and diapers, made his breakfast for school, and even had to write his howork. But what did he call ? Ah, just like my aunt, he called

a ‘cheap whore.’

The registration fee for my college entrance exam was a total of 240 yuan, which I secretly earned from work-study in the school cafeteria during lunch.

After the exam, my aunt wouldn’t let

apply for colleges. She wanted

to work in Guangcheng with my cousin, and to ensure I complied, she kept my ID and household registration.

Five days after the college entrance exam, I made a trip to the county and earned so money— earned it legitimately enough to cover my trip to S City and my first year’s tuition.

After that, I visited ho once—my uncle was there, as well as my aunt and her sister, plus a strange woman and a fat, wilted old man who kept staring at

with lecherous eyes.

At first, I didn’t understand what was happening, but slowly, I realized—my aunt intended to marry

off to that old man.

That was the first ti I talked back to my aunt. Then, I stole my ID and household registration and ran away. My aunt cursed

in the yard, calling

a bastard whore, fathered but not mothered. I guess the old man’s family must have promised her a substantial bride price, which explained her rage.

If this is what you call ‘treating

like your own dear daughter,’ if this is what you call ‘the kindness of raising

greater than giving birth to ,’ then congratulations, I hope you experience exactly what I went through in your next life, I bet you’ll savor it.

I don’t like to use such ans to dig into others’ privacy, and I dislike others doing the sa to mine, even more when they twist the truth purposefully to mislead.

Mr. Handso, I don’t know whether this is at Miss Wu’s instigation or if you are Miss Wu yourself, but let

warn you—don’t say you weren’t given a heads-up. It’s ti to pull back from the brink.”

Huo Sining’s lengthy confessional wasn’t filled with crafty insults or harsh sarcasm, just very calm facts.

In her previous life, she had seen many social dia incidents—when exposed to urgent scandals, many big stars tend to play the sympathy card, which seems weak at first but is actually the quickest way to turn netizens’ sympathies and take their side.

Huo Sining didn’t necessarily want to air her family’s dirty laundry, but now that things had co to this, her silence would only give the impression of guilt. Better to be open and straightforward about the matter.