Yan Zi Tong, though the child of Yan Xi and Fu Yan Ting, had a much sweeter tongue than either of them.
Unlike them, who would often say unpleasant things to anger Lin Qian.
Yan Zi Tong's words were delightful, always saying pleasing things that made Lin Qian overjoyed.
Just like now, even though Lin Qian knew in her heart that she was the one who plagiarized first, Yan Zi Tong blindly took her side without question, greatly satisfying Lin Qian's vanity.
Lin Qian's lips curved upward slightly, and Yan Zi Tong seemed much more pleasant to her than before.
However, Lin Qian was unaware that while Yan Zi Tong spoke this way to her face, he said something entirely different online.
Online, people were accusing Mu Qing of plagiarism.
Mu Qing's official account responded: "My fame is greater than hers, and my family background is stronger than hers. This is my advantage."
"If I say I didn't plagiarize, then I didn't. Say whatever you want."
But when the evidence was presented, coupled with Mu Qing's online statements, even though she was defending herself and claiming innocence, her words essentially conveyed: So what if I plagiarized? I have connections and fame. The other party is an unknown painter. So what if she was plagiarized? This isn't an era of justice; it's an era where money talks.
Upon seeing Mu Qing's shameless remarks, people were shocked by her audacity and twisted values. The tide of public opinion turned, and the voices denouncing Mu Qing grew louder and louder.
Seeing this, the assistant quickly called Lin Qian to report the online situation. Lin Qian's face turned pale upon hearing it.
Lin Qian forced herself to remain calm and ordered, "Arrange a press conference for me immediately."
The statements online were not from Lin Qian herself; someone had impersonated her and deliberately acted that way online. But who would want to scheme against her like this?
Seeing Lin Qian's troubled expression, Yan Zi Tong rejoiced inwardly. This wicked woman, for bullying his mother and hurting his father, this was just an appetizer for her.
This was what Yan Zi Tong thought, but in front of Lin Qian, he didn't express it. He asked, "Grandma, what's wrong? Did someone bully you? Wait for me, I'll give you all my New Year's money. You can use it to fight back, and I'll give the rest to the other party as medical fees."
Although Yan Zi Tong's New Year's money wasn't much, his constant endearments of "Grandma" and portraying Lin Qian as a victim made Lin Qian's lips curl into a smile.
Lin Qian not only refused Yan Zi Tong's money but also gave him a hundred thousand yuan as pocket money.
After Lin Qian left, Yan Zi Tong's lips curved upward.
He would use Lin Qian's hundred thousand yuan to hire internet trolls and continue to smear Lin Qian.
If Lin Qian knew that she was paying for internet trolls to slander herself, she would probably be so angry she'd spit blood.
But Yan Zi Tong remained indifferent. To him, all of this was Lin Qian's own doing.
At the press conference, Lin Qian wore sunglasses and a mask, completely concealing herself, adding an air of mystery.
The assistant stood beside her, and Lin Qian gave him a meaningful look.
The assistant understood.
When the reporters asked questions, the assistant answered. Eventually, the assistant, unable to handle the difficult reporters, stepped aside. Lin Qian then stepped forward to explain, "I don't know the painter you're talking about at all. For many years, I've dedicated myself to my craft because painting is my passion. I've also used all the money from selling my paintings over the years to support orphanages. I'm not lacking in money, so there's no need for me to ruin my reputation over something baseless."
These reporters had indeed investigated Mu Qing and knew she was a young lady from the Lin family.
The Lin family was already wealthy and powerful; Lin Qian had no need to plagiarize for personal gain.
If this matter was mishandled, Lin Qian would not only ruin her future but also implicate the Lin family.
And recently, the Lin family had encountered trouble.
Lin Qian was about to hold an exhibition, and this scandal erupted midway, clearly indicating someone was trying to gain attention by deliberately targeting Lin Qian.
The reporters began to sympathize with Lin Qian.
Wealthy families were indeed full of traps.
Lin Qian felt that the groundwork was sufficiently laid and then gave her assistant a signal.
The assistant understood and said, "These are the students our boss has sponsored over the years. Here are videos of her donations to orphanages, with photos taken as mementos each time."
Press conferences were never short of screens.
The students sponsored by Lin Qian were, in a way, sponsored by Lin Qian, and in another, by the Lin family. Lin Qian was deliberately saying this here to gain favor.
But these reporters didn't care whether it was Lin Qian or the Lin family sponsoring them.
This didn't help them much. They just wanted to know if Lin Qian had truly plagiarized and refused to admit it.
Soon, the big screen lit up.
Seeing the footage of Lin Qian, with a dark expression, going to the orphanages to demand back her donated money, everyone gasped.
Was this the so-called good deed of a renowned international painter from a wealthy family?
Looking at the faces of the orphanage directors, their good impression of Lin Qian gradually faded.
No one expected that Lin Qian, who seemed so harmless, would actually be this kind of person.
Everyone started whispering.
At first, Lin Qian thought everyone was praising her, calling her beautiful and kind-hearted.
But gradually, Lin Qian sensed that their gazes were off.
Lin Qian signaled her assistant to investigate what was happening.
After the assistant learned the details, he returned to Lin Qian and explained the situation.
Lin Qian's face turned extremely grim upon hearing it.
The assistant cautiously asked, "Boss, have you offended anyone recently? This person is clearly a computer expert, capable of manipulating everything right under our noses. And look at the internet; it's your own confession. Although you were defending yourself and trying to convince everyone you didn't plagiarize, your words conveyed a clear sense of 'So what if I plagiarized, what can you do to me?'"
Lin Qian shot him a glare.
The assistant quickly explained, "Boss, I didn't say that. I saw your online statements, and it's how the netizens summarized them."
"I know you're not mute. You don't need to speak."
Lin Qian spoke through gritted teeth. She was already in a state of disarray, and this assistant was truly clueless, adding to her troubles.
Alright, the assistant dared not speak further and wisely shut his mouth.