Chapter 183: Chapter 165: I’m a Prostitute? Wang Wenyan’s Overwhelming Shame and Fury

Ah?

Me?

Before Wang Sheng could snap out of his daze, the surrounding reporters instantly caught wind of the hot topic.

All their cameras shifted direction, aiming at him.

Wang Wenyan also snapped back to reality, her eyes reddened once more as she kept bowing to him.

"Mr. Wang, you must be a great philanthropic figure from nine past lives. Without you, I’d probably never have the chance in my life to meet my biological father."

"But as you can see, I have no ability to support him now; I’ve been sick recently, constantly taking medicine. I fear I won’t be able to repay my biological father’s kindness in this lifetime."

"Mr. Wang, you traveled so far to help my biological father find his daughter out of your kind heart, so I’m asking you to help him retire; he doesn’t have many years left, it won’t be much trouble for you."

Wang Wenyan’s attitude was extremely sincere, she kept bowing, and tears occasionally flowed down.

"I am not..." Wang Sheng, who just moments ago was full of spirit, standing on the moral high ground, never imagined he’d be turned on, trapped by another’s manipulation. He was pondering how to speak.

"Mr. Wang, my respects for your kind heart. Here’s two hundred for you, just as a personal gesture of goodwill." Ning An smiled as he pulled two red banknotes from his pocket, stuffing them into Wang Sheng’s hands without hesitation.

"After all, I’m just a humble monk without much money; you’re a tremendously good person. This two hundred is me sacrificing my week’s dinner, don’t mind the amount."

Those incense burners around couldn’t hold back the laughter and burst out laughing.

The audience in the live broadcast room also shouted out ’Whoa’ in their hearts at this moment.

Such a good act of reverse moral kidnap!

Wang Sheng’s refusal got stuck in his throat; he looked around, cameras were pointed at him everywhere.

Even among the crowd, many had taken out their phones, gazes fervent and playful, his chest heaved violently, his molars were nearly ground to dust.

As a mediator, how could he not know what kind of person this old man was?

If it’s about eating, drinking, prostitution, gambling, and smoking, this old piece of work is a master at them, but anything else, he’s completely ignorant, rotten to the core.

If not for the task given by his leader and his own greedy desire to tap into Changchun Temple’s vast flow of traffic, he himself couldn’t resist giving this old piece of work a couple of slaps.

For someone like this trash beast, if he were his relative, even his biological dad, he’d directly push him off before surrendering himself.

Being asked to support such a nasty piece of work made him feel queasy.

Seeing the emotions change on Wang Sheng’s face, Wang Wenyan’s mood instantly brightened.

If you’re so capable, keep trying to morally kidnap me.

We’re both living for the first time, who’s afraid of who!

All that talk about parental grace being greater than heaven — go climb for that, you lot!

Don’t think about morally kidnapping me!

Repaying virtue with resentment?

That’s something a nine-lives philanthropist like Tang Monk should do, what’s it got to do with an ordinary person like her?

Seeing Wang Sheng suddenly rendered speechless, the old man was thoroughly anxious, breathing heavily, repeatedly slapping the chair: "Ignoring the facts, I am your biological father!"

"I brought you into this world, let you enjoy the sunlight and the world, how can you now turn a blind eye!"

"If I knew you’d become such a disappointing descendant, I should have directly shot on the ground back then, to save from such embarrassment now."

The old man, whose tears were pouring just moments ago, was no longer pretending, he wiped his face and started cursing at Wang Wenyan.

Wang Wenyan seemed to have opened her chakra points, speaking indifferently:

"Then just regard that you shot to the ground, whether I existed or not your life’s the same, what’s the need to trouble yourself like this at such an old age?"

"There’s a saying that children are debts, collecting debts and repaying debts. Moreover, my past life perhaps I was your mother and didn’t treat you well, so you made a wish this life to be my father; now we’re even, does this way of thinking work for you?"

As soon as Wang Wenyan spoke, the incense burners around burst into laughter: "Pfft, hahaha."

The live room exploded with laughter.

"Hahaha, she knows how to talk."

"No problem at all, man, we’re even, let’s not bother each other."

"Refreshing, this is delightful."

Wang Wenyan’s few words had everyone laughing to their core, yet they infuriated the old man, causing him to cough intensely.

Beside him, Wang Sheng, although disgusted with the old man, capitalized on the opportunity for the sake of his financial future:

"Wang Wenyan! How can you speak to your biological father like this!"

"No matter what you say, how you argue, according to our country’s laws, you must provide for your biological father till the end, otherwise we can only sue you!"

This statement seemed full of justice, but when it fell into the ears of the watching crowd, they found it extremely repulsive.

"Isn’t that, brother, how much dirty money did you receive? How can you be so shameless?"

"This old piece treated her so poorly, that she hasn’t taken him out already is a testament to her good manners, what more do you want?"

"Right, aren’t you worried that after forcibly mediating, she gives the old man a stab or pushes him off, insisting on inciting a human tragedy?"

"I suspect this old piece and the mediator are conspiring together, otherwise how could the mediator be so biased?"

Wang Sheng knew that his words would definitely be despised and detested by everyone.

But now he was already infamous; pulling back halfway meant disgrace anyway, so he might as well fall from grace completely, his reputation couldn’t be saved, at least save his financial future!