Rebirth with a Space to Counterattack and Abuse the Scumbag

I put down the magazine, the texture of the paper still lingering on my fingertips, but a sense of unease welled up inside me.

I've been so busy with company affairs lately that I've completely neglected what's going on with Gong Lin.

I dialed Gong Lin's number, and he answered quickly. His deep voice sounded tired: "Qingqing, what's wrong?"

"Gong Lin, is something wrong on your end?" I asked directly, not wanting to beat around the bush.

He paused for a moment before slowly speaking: "It's some family business. Don't worry, I'll handle it."

I listened to his feignedly relaxed tone, my brows furrowed.

“I’ll go back with you.” My tone was firm and left no room for argument.

After hanging up the phone, I immediately arranged things at the company and headed to the Gong family mansion with Gong Lin.

As the car entered the manor, I could feel an unusual sense of oppression in the air.

The courtyard, usually bustling with activity, was eerily quiet at this moment, as if the air itself had frozen.

After getting off the bus, I could feel the gazes around me, like countless needles, making me feel extremely uncomfortable.

Gong Lin gripped my hand tightly, silently giving me strength.

We entered the hall, where most of the Gong family members had already gathered.

I noticed their eyes; there was inquiry, suspicion, schadenfreude, and some malice hidden deep within.

I took a deep breath and told myself to stay calm and to support Gong Lin.

"Hmph, some people really know how to put on an act. They seem glamorous on the outside, but their homes are a mess." A sarcastic voice rang out, and I saw Gong Lin's uncle looking at us with a strange expression.

"Fourth Uncle, some things can't be said carelessly." Gong Lin's tone was tinged with anger. He had always respected his elders, but at this moment, he felt he could no longer tolerate it.

"Whether I'm lying or not, everyone knows the truth!" Fourth Uncle sneered, pulled out a stack of documents from his pocket, and slammed them heavily on the table. "Take a look! Gong Lin, what a mess you've made! Taking the family's money, indulging in debauchery outside, and getting involved in all sorts of romantic escapades, how can you face the Gong family?"

I saw Gong Lin's face turn ashen instantly, and he clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

"You're talking nonsense!" Gong Lin roared. "I didn't do any of these things!"

"Didn't do it? The evidence is right in front of you, and you still want to deny it?" Fourth Uncle pointed at the documents, his tone becoming even more arrogant.

"These things are definitely fake!" I finally couldn't help but speak up, trying to defend Gong Lin. "You're slandering her! You're trying to frame Gong Lin!"

"Hmph, we've already confirmed it, it's all true!" My cousin looked at me smugly.

I looked around and saw that everyone's eyes were full of doubt. Some of the elders had even started whispering and pointing at Gong Lin.

My heart sank to the bottom. It seems this matter is more complicated than I imagined.

Gong Lin grabbed my hand; his hand was a little cold, and he held it tightly.

"Qingqing, stop talking." Gong Lin's voice was a little hoarse, and I knew he was trying to control his emotions.

I saw his eyes, which were filled with anger and helplessness.

I understand that now is not the time to argue. We need to calm down, find out who is behind this, and prove Gong Lin's innocence.

"Heh, it seems some people really won't admit it until they see the coffin." A strange voice came, and I saw a sinister smile on my face as it walked towards us. "Since Young Master Gong refuses to admit it, how about we produce some more explosive evidence? What do you all think?"

Looking at that smug face, the happier he smiled, the hotter my anger burned.

The whispers of the elders around me, like countless flies buzzing, sounded particularly jarring to me.

Their gazes shifted from suspicion to accusation, and I could feel Gong Lin's body trembling slightly—a mixture of suppressed anger and resentment.

I held Gong Lin's hand tightly; his palm was icy cold, and his knuckles were white from the pressure.

I could feel his inner pain; those fabricated charges were like sharp blades, piercing his dignity.

He sacrificed so much for his family, only to be slandered like this in the end. I really feel sorry for him.

"Second Young Master, look at this..." The accountant held a stack of ledgers in his hand, feigning surprise as he looked at Gong Lin. "The expenses listed here do indeed contradict what you said." His tone carried a hint of schadenfreude, and his eyes flashed with a sinister light.

I took a deep breath and forced myself to calm down.

Especially in times like these, I must not lose my composure.

I looked around and saw everyone watching us like it was a show, and a strong sense of disgust welled up inside me.

Just as I was about to speak, I felt a strange gaze. I followed the gaze and found that Butler Liu was secretly watching me.

His eyes held a complex expression, a mixture of hesitation and a subtle, almost imperceptible hint.

He tilted his head slightly, glanced at the potted plant by the door, and then quickly looked away, as if nothing had happened.

I might have missed this subtle movement if I hadn't been paying close attention to him.

A thought struck me: could there be some hidden meaning in this?

I had noticed before that although Butler Liu outwardly favored his cousins, the hesitation in his eyes betrayed his inner struggle.

Now it seems that he may not have truly wanted to be Gong Lin's enemy.

"Enough!" I finally couldn't help but speak, my voice not loud, but enough to silence everyone present. "You keep citing evidence, but it's all one-sided. If we convict Gong Lin based solely on this, wouldn't that be too hasty?"

When I said that, everyone was stunned. They probably didn't expect me to be so assertive.

Li Shengfeng raised an eyebrow, a sinister smile playing on his lips. "Miss Miao, what do you mean by that? Do you think we're all framing Young Master Gong?"

"Slander?" I sneered, looking around. "Isn't it true? Can these so-called pieces of evidence you've presented stand up to scrutiny? I advise you all to think carefully and not be used as pawns."

I could sense that my words had shaken the resolve of some people, especially the elders who were already dissatisfied with their cousins' actions.

I turned to look at Gong Lin. There was a hint of surprise in his eyes. I smiled at him slightly to reassure him.

I slowly walked up to Butler Liu, a faint smile on my face, and said softly, "Butler Liu, as an elder of the Gong family, you must know that some things cannot be kept secret."

Butler Liu's body trembled, and the expression on his face became even more complicated. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing and just nodded slightly.

I was about to say something more when I heard Li Shengfeng's sinister voice ring out again: "Hehe, Miss Miao, you're certainly quick-witted. However, words alone are useless. How about we get serious..." Before he could finish speaking, he saw my gaze fall on the potted plant, and my expression instantly changed drastically. "No, you can't..."

I held Gong Lin's hand tightly. His hand was still cold, but I could feel his fingertips trembling slightly.

I turned to look at him. The whispers around him gradually disappeared, replaced by a strange sense of oppression.

My gaze fell on the potted plant by the door. The look in Butler Liu's eyes just now made me realize that there might be some secret hidden in that potted plant.

I walked up to the potted plant, pretending to admire the flowers, and gently touched the edge of the pot with my fingers, feeling a strange sensation on my fingertips.

With a gentle nudge, an inconspicuous clod of soil fell away, revealing a tiny crack.

My heart raced slightly. I turned to look at Li Shengfeng, whose face had turned deathly pale. I sneered, "Accountant Li, you just said that these ledgers are all real?" My voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable authority.

Accountant Li opened his mouth, but said nothing.

I continued, "Are you sure that every single expense in these ledgers has been personally verified by you?"

"I...I..." Li Shengfeng's voice trembled, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

I pointed to a spot in the ledger and asked, "So, please explain what this expenditure of 50,000 yuan was used for?"

Accountant Li's face turned even uglier, and he stammered, unable to speak.

"I...I don't remember..."

I sneered, "Don't you remember? Such a large expense, and you don't even remember it?" I turned to the crowd, "Everyone, do you think an accountant who can't even remember an expense of 50,000 yuan can have trustworthy accounting records?"

As soon as I said that, the atmosphere changed instantly. Those who had originally supported my cousins ​​began to waver. Their cousins ​​turned pale and glared at Accountant Li.

I walked up to the potted plant and reached through the gap to pull out a paper package.

I opened the paper package, and inside was a stack of bills.

I showed the bill to everyone, “This is what I just found in the potted plant. I think this should explain where the 50,000 yuan expense went.”

I looked at everyone and said, word by word, "Fourth Uncle, this is a record of your monthly gambling debts..." Before I could finish speaking, a panicked voice rang out, "No, it wasn't me! I didn't..."

The bill in my hand was like a bomb, causing an uproar in the Gong family mansion.

Fourth Uncle's face turned from ashen to deathly pale, his lips trembled, but he couldn't utter a single word.

His panicked eyes, like those of a trapped beast, looked around frantically, trying to find a way to escape.

I could even hear his rapid breathing, like a broken bellows, wheezing and panting.

"This...this is impossible..." he stammered, trying to deny it. "This must be fake! Someone is framing me!"

I sneered, ignoring his explanation, and turned to look at Gong Lin.

He remained silent.

Gong Lin walked over to me, took the bill from my hand, and carefully looked through it.

His fingers were long and strong, and they lightly brushed across the paper, making a soft rustling sound.

I noticed his eyes had become sharp and deep, as if they could see through everything.

“Fourth Uncle,” Gong Lin’s voice was deep and powerful, carrying an unquestionable authority, “Do you have anything else to explain about these bills?”

Li Shengfeng's expression also turned ugly. His eyes flickered as he tried to avoid Gong Lin's gaze.

He opened his mouth, but said nothing, only wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"What? Have you lost your tongue?" Gong Lin pressed closer, his aura intimidating. "Or do you have an even more spectacular performance in store for you?"

Li Shengfeng's lips trembled, but in the end he didn't say anything.

He sat dejectedly on the ground, his eyes empty, as if he had lost all hope.

The whispers around them gradually faded away, replaced by a sense of awe and admiration.

Just when I thought the matter was about to end, my fourth uncle suddenly burst into laughter. His laughter was sharp and piercing, sending chills down my spine.

"Haha... You think you've won just like that? How naive!"

He said, "I have even more explosive news that will definitely surprise you!"

He pulled a photo from his pocket and slammed it onto the table.

"Look at this! This is Gong Lin's true face!"

My heart sank and an ominous premonition came over me.

I looked at the photo, and my pupils suddenly contracted...

In the photo, Gong Lin is behaving intimately with a strange woman...

"Gong Lin, do you have anything else to say?" Fourth Uncle's voice was full of smugness and provocation.