Chapter 11 Secrets Unleashed
That was when Zhang Ma, the nanny who’d stayed silent forever, finally stepped forward.
She couldn’t hold back anymore when Lin Weiwei was hurt.
She was the person I’d been waiting for—Lin Weiwei’s real mother, the result of her affair with Dad.
I commanded the Plot Replay System silently. Load Slot. Zhang Ma and Dad’s embrace-and-kiss scene. Replay ninety-nine times.
The Plot Replay System answered instantly. Load Slot loaded. Replaying.
Dad had been pulling Lin Kai off Gu Chen while sneaking punches at the Gu men.
Suddenly he stiffened, rushed over, seized Zhang Ma, and declared, “My entire fortune goes only to our daughter Weiwei. I only love you.”
“I love you too.”
They locked into a deep, minute-long kiss.
I’d waited weeks watching surveillance just to catch that moment, record it, and unleash it today.
Live was so much better than footage.
The entire hall went dead silent.
Then it repeated.
“My entire fortune goes only to our daughter Weiwei. I only love you.”
“I love you too.”
Another long kiss.
Mom charged at them, swinging wildly.
The adulterers didn’t even flinch.
I commanded the Plot Replay System: Replay Mom beating them ninety-eight times.
The Plot Replay System replied, “You’re ruthless.”
“Thanks for the compliment.”
All double speed.
The guests were beyond shocked.
Some recorded videos and sent them to friends and family.
Others started live-streaming.
Every platform flooded with Lin family footage.
The titles got wilder by the minute.
Total social death—for the whole society to see.
So the fake heiress was an illegitimate daughter.
Mrs. Lin had raised someone else’s child for years and kicked out her real daughter.
The real heiress got driven away? Pure palace drama.
This family must be cursed—nothing else explained the insanity.
Cursed or not, they were definitely insane. No one would do business with them now—who knew if they’d show up at your door ready to jump.
Another hour passed. It was late.
The crowd grew bored, exhausted, and started leaving.
Gu Chen and Lin Kai stopped first. Both were unconscious, faces swollen beyond recognition, Gu Chen’s head twisted at a wrong angle.
Gu Chen’s mom cradled him and wailed.
I stayed hidden among the remaining guests and journalists, sipping my drink, enjoying the show.
I casually called 120. This family would fall apart without me.
When the ambulances arrived, everything finally stopped.
Dad and Zhang Ma were covered in blood, injured, and passed out.
Mom was completely spent—she couldn’t keep up the delicate act forever.
Lin Weiwei looked the worst—limbs twisted at wrong angles, blood pooling beneath her, breath coming in shallow, ragged gasps.
Somehow she was still conscious under her protagonist halo, staring at me with pure hatred.
I smiled and mouthed, Having fun?
She tried to speak but only managed weak noises.
The ambulances took them to the emergency room.
I waited outside with the Gu parents and the journalists. Their dedication was impressive.
Mom was wheeled out first—just dehydrated, but mentally shattered.
As her “loving daughter,” I immediately approved transferring her to psychiatry.
Give her plenty of shots. I’d pay extra.
Gu Chen came next.
The doctor announced death on the spot.
Ninety-nine bloody kisses had already damaged him. Ninety-nine punches to the jaw finished the job. Even a superhero couldn’t survive that.
Karma for hiring killers.
The Gu parents broke down, swearing the Lin family would pay.
Lin Kai was declared brain-dead—shattered jaw, severe skull and neck fractures.
Lin Weiwei: spinal fracture, high-level paraplegia, multiple limb fractures.
Dad and Zhang Ma weren’t critical. They woke up first and rushed to Lin Weiwei’s side, collapsing when they saw her.