The Abusive Novel System Pleads with Me to Resign-Chapter 72

On the other end of the line, Liu Mingxian paled, though Shen Ying couldn’t see it.

At this point, he still assumed she was merely mocking him, albeit with an accidental hit.

He quickly regained his composure and said, "Miss Shen, if you doubt me, you’re welcome to verify my academic records, visit my alma mater, or consult my mentors. I’m sure they’ll confirm the truth."

Shen Ying chuckled. "XX University? No, no, why bother with that? Shouldn’t we be looking into the high school in your hometown instead?"

Liu Mingxian’s face twisted in shock. "You—"

Shen Ying continued, "Ah, I see now. No wonder Mr. Liu, despite his terrible exam luck and half-hearted preparation, still managed to get into a prestigious university. You pulled some tricks with the paperwork, didn’t you?"

Liu Mingxian’s face grew paler, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

Then came the words that sent a chill down his spine—

"Mr. Liu, whose identity did you steal to get into university?"

The question struck like a gunshot, threatening to obliterate everything he had built over the years.

Liu Mingxian was over a decade older than Yu Shishi. His pursuit of her had never been genuine—he was only after her parents’ academic influence and her potential connections as a future socialite.

From the start, his flattery had been purely strategic.

A man so driven by self-interest made decisions quickly.

He immediately backtracked. "My apologies, Miss Shen. I never meant to offend you or challenge your capabilities. I sincerely regret my earlier remarks."

"As for the second half of the program, we’ll handle it carefully. Your information won’t be leaked, and we won’t allow netizens to continue slandering your reputation."

Shen Ying replied, "Oh? But how can that be? After twenty-one long years of searching, shouldn’t the niece finally reunite with her family, embracing in tears to move the audience? Or do you not care about their expectations?"

Liu Mingxian was trapped. He didn’t dare provoke Shen Ying, but Yu Shishi wasn’t someone he could afford to cross either—not with Professor Yu and his wife, and certainly not with Pei Ying, backing her.

Shen Ying smiled. "No need to answer me now. I’ll judge your sincerity by how the program handles it."

With that, she hung up without waiting for his response.

True to her expectations, no further harassing calls came—well, almost none.

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That afternoon, Yu Shishi called, her tone dripping with superficial concern. "Sister, are you alright? That scoundrel came after you again."

"I’m really worried about you."

Shen Ying teased her lightly. "Why aren’t you worried about yourself? You were in the photo too."

Yu Shishi sighed. "You know how he is—he only targets whoever’s useful. Back then, I was just an afterthought because I never gave him the time of day. It was you who kept giving him chances out of kindness."

"Now, between the two of us—one’s a broke recent grad with no savings, and the other’s a billionaire. Who do you think he’d focus on?"

"And even if he did come after me, I could always hide with A-Ying. Wasn’t that how it worked last time? Instead of letting them handle it easily, you insisted on doing it yourself."

Her words were half a vent about the past and half a veiled jab.

Shen Ying couldn’t be bothered to untangle Yu Shishi’s flawed, self-satisfied schemes—nor did she care to expose them.

She casually remarked, "Be careful when eating and drinking, especially at other people's places."

Yu Shishi was baffled. "What are you talking about? How is this relevant to our conversation?"

Shen Ying replied, "Just some sisterly advice."

Yu Shishi immediately flared up. "You can barely take care of yourself, yet you still act all high and mighty with me?"

"Who do you think you are, pretending to be so composed and shrewd? Stop putting on this elder sister act!"

Yu Shishi sneered inwardly. Did her sister really think money alone could solve everything? She seemed to have forgotten that the Yu family’s influence and the connections she had meticulously built over the years couldn’t be replicated overnight with just wealth.

If her sister sought help from Jiang Liuxu or Yu Ting, even better—it would only push Pei Ying and Chang Ming to openly break ties with them.

As for Pei Ying and Chang Ming, no matter what she did, they would ultimately stand by her side.

This was the reckless confidence that fueled Yu Shishi’s actions.

Seeing her younger sister explode like a firecracker, Shen Ying shrugged. "Alright, thanks for calling to check on me. I’m fine."

She hung up, leaving Yu Shishi—who had initiated the call to provoke her—fuming in frustration.

None of the satisfaction she had imagined came to pass. She could only mutter bitterly, "Stubborn till the end."

Just wait until the show airs—then she’d see the consequences.

But what Yu Shishi never expected was that a few days later, her front door would be knocked open by a camera crew from a family reunion show, accompanied by her scumbag uncle.

Yu Shishi froze in shock as her uncle, Mr. Huang, burst into tears, snot and all, pulling her into a dramatic embrace.

Liu Mingxian, that spineless sycophant, stood by with a microphone, narrating the "heartwarming reunion" for the cameras.

It was easy to imagine how this scene, paired with sappy background music, would wring tears from middle-aged and elderly viewers.

Snapping back to reality, Yu Shishi shoved Mr. Huang away and glared at Liu Mingxian. "Are you out of your mind? You’ve got the wrong person!"

After days of deliberation, Liu Mingxian had made his choice. Connections could be rebuilt, but losing his foundation would be the end of him.

Since Yu Shishi had personally reached out, hinting that he should frame a deadbeat as a pitiful man searching for his family, it was clear Pei Ying likely knew nothing about it.

And Yu Shishi wouldn’t want Pei Ying to find out—otherwise, she wouldn’t have gone about it this way.

She wouldn’t dare expose her own scheming. So even if the twin sisters were "mistakenly" mixed up, it wouldn’t be a major blunder.

If Pei Ying ever questioned him, he’d have an excuse ready.

Ignoring Yu Shishi’s fury, Liu Mingxian calmly reassured her, "Miss Yu, this is Mr. Huang—your biological uncle."

"Twenty-one years ago, he went to town for market day, and that’s when you were stolen. You ended up in an orphanage before being adopted by a wealthy family."

"Yet despite that, Mr. Huang never stopped searching for you all these years. How can you push him away like this?"

Yu Shishi nearly choked on her rage. She never imagined the show would dump this trash at her doorstep.

Her eyes burned with fury as she hissed at the host, "She paid you, didn’t she?"

Liu Mingxian feigned righteousness. "If our show were just about money, we wouldn’t have helped countless financially struggling people reunite with their families."

Meanwhile, Mr. Huang wiped his snot and tears, lunging for her again. Yu Shishi shrieked, scrambling back. "Don’t touch me!"

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After finally shaking off Mr. Huang, Yu Shishi ignored the knocking outside, locked herself in the bathroom, and scrubbed her hands raw. She threw the clothes he’d touched straight into the trash.

Realizing her sister had outmaneuvered her, Yu Shishi quickly called Yu Ting.

Sobbing, she said, "Did you see that family reunion show a few days ago? Some lowlife uncle I’ve never met is harassing me."

"He’s lying to everyone, saying he searched for us for twenty years—but the truth is, he stole our parents’ death compensation and conspired with our grandma to dump us in an orphanage."

"The show crew already brought him to my place. They might go after my sister next. What do I do, Yu Ting?"

Yu Ting was instantly furious. "You mean that idiot Liu Mingxian’s show?"

The host had once publicly pursued Yu Shishi, so Yu Ting knew exactly who he was.

When Yu Shishi confirmed it, Yu Ting declared, "Leave it to me. I’ll handle it. If that trash even gets near your sister, I’ll write my name backward."

Yu Shishi sniffled. "...Okay! Thank you, Yu Ting."

After hanging up, Yu Ting immediately dug up dirt on Mr. Huang. His long criminal record made it clear he was no grieving relative.

Moreover, he’d barely left his hometown in years—let alone "searched the entire country."

Armed with solid evidence, Yu Ting called Shen Ying to boast.

But before he could even start, Shen Ying cut in, "Who said my uncle was a fraud?"

"That's my blood-related uncle, the one who shares an unbreakable bond with my sister. Anyone who dares to stand in the way of this touching reunion between my uncle and his family is making an enemy out of me."

Yu Ting was stunned. He then went to consult Jiang Liuxu, only to learn that the whole show was a stunt pulled by the two sisters. Jiang Liuxu outright mocked him for being an idiot.

But Yu Ting wasn’t actually stupid—he had simply overlooked the hostility between the sisters before.

Once he realized the situation, he rewatched the previous episode and confirmed that Yu Shishi had tried to sabotage her sister, only to end up shooting herself in the foot.

Because if it had been Shen Ying’s move, it definitely wouldn’t have been such a dumb, poorly executed trick.

So when Yu Shishi, fully expecting Yu Ting—the one she thought could easily sway public opinion, pressure the show’s producers, and be easily manipulated—to help her out of this mess…

The following week, the next episode of the family reunion show aired as scheduled. Uncle Shen’s pitiful, heart-wrenching demeanor and Yu Shishi’s cold, materialistic attitude were laid bare for the entire audience to see.

Overnight, she became the target of public ridicule, a symbol of heartlessness and ingratitude.

When it came to reputation, Yu Shishi had always been far more prominent than Shen Ying.

After all, Shen Ying had spent all these years as a nameless orphan, while Yu Shishi was the daughter of a renowned academic, a woman pampered by several elite men in high society.

Her face flooded the internet, becoming the latest hot topic, and reactions among her social circle were mixed.

Many who had previously held her in high regard now viewed her with skepticism, while those who had always envied or resented her seized the chance to kick her while she was down.

Countless exposés about her surfaced overnight, and even her parents, the esteemed Professor Yu and his wife, were dragged into the mess.

People lamented how even such respected scholars could raise a naturally cold-blooded, ungrateful wolf in sheep’s clothing.

Shen Ying, casually scrolling through the online frenzy, couldn’t help but admire Liu Mingxian’s decisiveness. With things unfolding like this, it’d be hard for her to cut ties now.

But at the time, the hesitation in his words had led her to misjudge his decision. She had already passed along her suspicions, the direction of her investigation, and a sum of money to the victims involved.

If the wronged party sought justice on their own, that shouldn’t have anything to do with her, right?

Unlike Shen Ying’s self-deceptive betrayal, Yu Shishi was utterly distraught. She called Yu Ting, demanding answers.

Yu Ting shrugged it off. "You threw the first punch—didn’t you expect your sister to hit back?"

"But don’t worry, after all these years of friendship, I won’t just abandon you."

"I’ve already handed your uncle’s evidence over to Pei Ying. If he steps in, he’ll definitely clear your name."

"As for the next couple of days… just tough it out. Your sister endured days of insults too, didn’t she?"

Yu Shishi couldn’t believe his audacity. "No one even mentioned her name—how is that ‘insulting’ her?"

Yu Ting scoffed. "If people didn’t know they were cursing her, does that mean it doesn’t count?"

"You started this mess. Why are you whining about fairness now?"

Realizing this bastard was utterly unreliable, Yu Shishi immediately called Pei Ying.

But Pei Ying had already received the files from Yu Ting, and his assistant had briefed him on the online uproar.

His frown deepened. If the sisters had previously been engaged in subtle mind games, they were now drawing blood.

Pei Ying believed he had to cut off the source of their conflict before their mutual destruction escalated further.

He picked up the uncle’s file and glanced at the detailed timeline his assistant had compiled.

A sudden question struck him: "If, as Yu Ting said, Shishi struck first… how did she even know about this uncle’s existence?"

According to the records, Uncle Shen had abandoned the sisters before they could even form memories and had never reappeared in all these years.

The orphanage’s files stated they had no living relatives, so logically, Yu Shishi shouldn’t have known he existed.

Yet the evidence and photos provided, along with Yu Shishi’s bold move to attack Shen Ying using their familial connection, suggested this uncle was almost certainly real.

This inconsistency nagged at him. But what unsettled Pei Ying even more was Yu Shishi’s uncharacteristically clumsy tactics.

This was the same girl who, at just a few years old, had been sharp and daring enough to outwit kidnappers and secure their escape.

How could she come up with something this stupid?

A voice in Pei Ying’s mind urged him—go back. Return to where it all began.