Fated Love With the Billionaire
Chapter 450: I Really Hope You Are Truly Remorseful

Chapter 450: Chapter 450: I Really Hope You Are Truly Remorseful

Cheng Qiaobei looked at his watch, showing an extremely impatient expression, and said, "Everyone’s busy, since Lawyer Guo doesn’t want to, I don’t have time to wait."

Seeing him about to leave, Guo Heming panicked, knowing that the chance for negotiation only comes once, and he couldn’t afford to lose his job.

"I’ll record now." Guo Heming took out his phone, organizing his words in his mind to avoid certain issues to prevent future trouble.

He was right about one thing; he only considered himself.

Cheng Qiaobei placed his phone on the table, "You’re voluntarily recording, right? I’m not forcing you."

Guo Heming said, "It’s voluntary for me."

With a look of amusement, Cheng Qiaobei stared at him as Guo Heming turned on the recording, speaking into the camera:

"I’m the popular commenter ’Da Daozhi Jian’ in the post about the Danjiang Power female executive infertility incident. After breaking up with her, I was too emotionally,"

Before he could continue, Cheng Qiaobei interrupted him.

"Stop."

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Guo Heming looked at him, unsure.

Cheng Qiaobei fixed him with a warning look, "Don’t express emotions, state the facts. I’m giving you only this one chance. If I find you’re playing word games, you’ll bear the consequences."

He wasn’t joking, and Guo Heming didn’t dare to play tricks, so he could only truthfully lay out the facts.

"...Even online, one must be cautious and refrain from making untruthful or defamatory comments out of curiosity or luck. This is a legal offense.

I express my deep apologies to Chen Ningxi, the person involved, and her family for my improper statements and fabricated, distorted facts.

I’m sorry, I was wrong. Let others use me as a warning; the internet is not above the law, and speech requires prudence and responsibility."

Guo Heming ended the recording and asked Cheng Qiaobei, "Is that okay?"

Cheng Qiaobei said coldly, "I really hope you’re truly remorseful, and not just doing this to keep your job as a temporary measure."

Guo Heming tightened his jaw, uneasily saying, "Of course I’m truly remorseful."

"I hope so," Cheng Qiaobei nodded, "Post it."

Guo Heming thought about how few people followed his account; even if he posted it, it wouldn’t cause much of a stir. He planned to delete the video in a couple of days when no one was paying attention.

He posted the video in front of Cheng Qiaobei, then confirmed with him, "Is it okay now?"

Cheng Qiaobei glanced at it, seemingly satisfied, before getting up and walking to the door.

Guo Heming exclaimed, "You’re not going to sue me, right? Hey, Cheng Qiaobei, you promised me, say something."

Cheng Qiaobei’s hand was on the doorknob, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips, "What did I promise you?"

Guo Heming was momentarily stunned before he found his voice, "Didn’t you promise me that if I recorded the apology video, you wouldn’t sue me?"

Cheng Qiaobei slightly turned his head, casting a cold look at him, "Think back, when did I promise that?"

"!" Guo Heming was dumbfounded, stood up to grab him, "Cheng, Cheng Qiaobei, what do you mean?"

Cheng Qiaobei had long reached his limit, grabbed him by the wrist, twisted it behind his back, and pressed him against the table, causing Guo Heming’s face to contort in pain, "Ah—let go, let go..."

Cheng Qiaobei warned coldly, "Guo Heming, you should thank Ning Xi, if it weren’t for her, I’d have already broken your neck."

Guo Heming gritted his teeth, "You’re really despicable."

Cheng Qiaobei laughed roguishly, "With trash like you, why should I play fair and square?"

With that, he let go and walked out of the private room.

Guo Heming propped himself up on the table, frantically opened his phone to delete the video, but when he saw the shares and comments, he was stunned.

A flood of keyboard warriors surged in, criticizing, mocking, cursing, and even cursing him.

The notification bar kept reminding him of interaction messages, his hand started to tremble as he pressed delete on the video.

He thought that deleting it would end things, but he underestimated the power of the internet, and even more so the determination of netizens to criticize a cyberbully.

Within just a few minutes, someone had already downloaded his apology video and screenshotted his account homepage. News of "Da Daozhi Jian" issuing an apology video spread like a flood, breaching the gates and beginning to spread and overflow online.

Cheng Qiaobei sat in his car, stopping at a red light with the flow of traffic.

The law provides the lowest standard of morality, like the red light at an intersection; when it’s on, you must stop at the line, there lies the boundary of what not to do.

Chen Ningxi received a call from the branch company’s leader, inquiring about the recent heated discussions online about her. She truthfully reported on the situation, and informed them that legal proceedings were underway. The leader advised her not to let the situation get too big, to resolve it privately if possible, as dragging it out would not be good for the unit.

Chen Ningxi immediately expressed her stance, refusing to reconcile with anyone and determined to pursue the lawsuit to the end, even if it means losing her job, as a citizen she needed to seek justice for herself.

The call ended on a somewhat unpleasant note, but there was a polarization of opinion online; some questioned Chen Ningxi, while others, after seeing Guo Heming’s apology video, switched sides and began supporting her.

The incident not only affected Chen Ningxi but also had some impact on Chen Weichuan’s work. During meetings, though no one mentioned it explicitly, behind the scenes everyone gossiped about his daughter’s inability to have children, with some expressing sympathy and others just watching the drama unfold, but Chen Weichuan focused steadfastly on his work as always.

After work, Chen Weichuan came home, and upon entering, saw Ye Yujun discreetly wiping away tears in the kitchen.

Hearing footsteps, Ye Yujun quickly used the back of her hand to wipe her eyes, pretending, "This onion is way too pungent."

Chen Weichuan took a tissue into the kitchen, turned her around, and wiped away Ye Yujun’s tears while saying, "If it stings your eyes, don’t eat onions anymore."

Ye Yujun sniffed, her eyes red, clearly making excuses, but Chen Weichuan didn’t expose her.

After dinner, Ye Yujun cleared the tableware, accompanied by Chen Weichuan who helped. In the kitchen, he washed dishes while she tidied up other things.

"Old Chen." Ye Yujun paused what she was doing.

Knowing she’d been holding it in all evening, Chen Weichuan placed the washed plate on the dish rack.

"Go ahead."

Leaning against the sink, Ye Yujun said, "This afternoon at the supermarket, I ran into a few women with kids on the way. They greeted me with smiles, but once I left, they started gossiping about Ning Xi’s character, even mocking her for not being able to have children. How can these people be so obnoxious? Doesn’t every family have their own troubles? Why do they have to take someone else’s misfortune and endlessly use it as entertainment? If it weren’t for you and Ning Xi, I would’ve gone up and slapped their mouths."

Chen Weichuan patiently listened as Ye Yujun said, "I honestly don’t care what others say about me, but I can’t stand them talking about Ning Xi."

The more she talked, the more her nose stung, and she couldn’t hold back her tears.

"Oh dear, crying again." Chen Weichuan wiped his hands and quickly wiped away her tears, "Don’t cry, it’s painful for us when outsiders say bad things about our child. But you must exercise restraint outside, don’t impulsively argue with them or resort to violence. Ning Xi and Qiaobei are working hard to tackle those responsible online, and as parents, we can’t hold them back. In time, there will be justice to shut their mouths."

Ye Yujun sighed, finally feeling somewhat relieved.

"Feel better after talking?" Chen Weichuan handed her a peach, "Have a peach, I’ll handle the rest, you supervise."

Ye Yujun broke into a smile through her tears, "You’re just sweet-talking me."