Picking Up Fragments

The awakened beggar still looked confused, and handcuffs were still on his hands. "You still have the nerve to ask what's going on. You're suspected of intentional injury, fraud, and child trafficking. We'll talk more at the police station," the policeman said coldly.

"I..." The beggar glanced at Jiang Siming and suddenly understood everything. "It's all your fault! I'll kill you!" The beggar roared in anger, a well-laid plan completely ruined by Jiang Siming. Everyone was once again convinced that this was truly a bad guy when he so readily threatened to kill Jiang Siming. How could the police let him have his way? They roughly threw him into the police car. "Thank you, sir, for helping us solve such a terrible case!" "You're welcome. I also appreciate your good judgment, not treating people like those who jump to conclusions without evidence," Jiang Siming shook hands with the policeman pleasantly. The leading policeman smiled and instead addressed the onlookers, "You've misunderstood this gentleman and this lady. In the future, don't jump to conclusions without evidence; don't let rumors become fact." Being educated in public by the police, the surrounding onlookers showed awkward expressions but no one dared to argue back. The facts proved that they were wrong. The police made a few more polite remarks to Jiang Siming and even wanted him to go to the police station to record a statement and receive a small reward for solving the case. However, Jiang Siming politely declined, and the police, not wanting to upset this legendary hypnotist, took their leave, sparing Jiang Siming the trouble of giving a statement. Among those present, the one who was the most unhappy, besides the beggar, was Qian Xiaojia. From the moment the beggar revealed the truth, he wanted to find a reason to end the broadcast, not wanting Jiang Siming to gain followers. But Sun Youcai had given him strict orders not to turn off the broadcast. Qian Xiaojia could only continue broadcasting obediently, feeling extremely upset inside. He had planned to take this opportunity to ruin Jiang Siming's reputation, but he never expected the situation to completely turn around. Not only did he fail to ruin him, but it also led to Jiang Siming gaining even more fans. Many viewers, after watching, demanded that Qian Xiaojia apologize, as he had spared no effort in mocking Jiang Siming before.

"Sorry, Ming God."

"Qian Xiaojia, you f*cking bast*rd, come out and apologize!"

"Almost misunderstood my idol, I really should die."

"You guys, changing sides at the drop of a hat, I despise you!"

"Tsk tsk, what's the difference between you and those passersby? Ming God is right, you foolish people!"

"I admit my mistake, I won't jump to conclusions again, but Qian Xiaojia should apologize too!"

...

Qian Xiaojia, who was already upset, would never apologize to everyone. With the incident over, he simply found an excuse and went offline. This point made Zhao Xuan, who was also watching the live stream, completely furious.

"Notify all shareholders, we will hold a shareholders' meeting the day after tomorrow. I will thoroughly purge the parasites on the platform!"

Zhao Xuan told her secretary with a cold face; she had been annoyed by Qian Xiaojia, who relied on his agency to boost his popularity, for a long time.

In the past, due to the interference and support of other shareholders, she could only turn a blind eye. Now, with Qian Xiaojia daring to treat her man like this, Zhao Xuan's temper flared up instantly. Enjoy more content from empire

The female secretary obediently went to notify everyone, while feeling sympathy for those streamers in her heart. In just two days, their good days would be over.

The male beggar was taken away by the police, and the poor little beggar was also carried away by the police. They would naturally take good care of him, so there was no need for the passersby to worry.

Seeing that the spectacle was over and being lectured by the police, the surrounding passersby all chose to be ostriches, burying their heads and walking away. They didn't dare to look at Jiang Siming, fearing that he might say something piercing again. Previously, they could still fight back, still refute. Now... forget it... the truth is all on this master's side... The crowd dispersed, and Jiang Siming turned back to Yin Zirou and said, "Alright, the truth is out, let's go back?" "Mm-hmm." Yin Zirou nodded happily. At the same time, she was also very glad that she chose to believe in Jiang Siming; otherwise, she would have been full of shame. "Goodwill +65! Current Goodwill: 95 (base +30), reward: one random red fragment." 95 points of goodwill; this was the girl among those Jiang Siming had met who, with the shortest time of interaction, had the fastest increase in goodwill. Since the goodwill was this high, and the girl's intentions were clear, it seemed a bit inappropriate to keep such a distance from her. So, Jiang Siming immediately moved closer to Yin Zirou and took her delicate hand. During the battle of wits with the beggar, Jiang Siming hadn't noticed it when Yin Zirou held his hand. Now, he realized how beautiful Yin Zirou's hand was; she often played the piano, her fingers long and slender, delicate and boneless. Holding it felt smooth, and Jiang Siming didn't want to let go. Yin Zirou's face was very red, but she didn't resist, obediently allowing Jiang Siming to hold her hand, her face filled with shy happiness. "Shall I send you home first?" Jiang Siming chuckled, thinking it was great to have such high goodwill, allowing him to act casually. "Mm-hmm..." Yin Zirou nodded softly, like a mosquito. Hearing that she agreed, Jiang Siming's heart was filled with excitement. They walked all the way to Yin Zirou's apartment complex, which was very small and didn't even have a proper security guard. Jiang Siming was not at all reassured about letting Yin Zirou live in such a place; he would have to talk to her about this. They finally reached Yin Zirou's little nest, a one-bedroom apartment, very simple and extremely clean, with shoes neatly lined up. "My home is very small, please sit down first, I'll go and get you some water." It was the first time she had brought a man to her home, and Yin Zhirou was actually quite nervous. "How can you live in a place like this? You teach at a private school, is your salary very low?" Jiang Siming asked in confusion. In theory, anyone with a decent salary wouldn't have to live in such a simple room. "Not at all, over thirty thousand a month," Yin Zhirou said as she brought a cup of water, and sat down next to Jiang Siming. "If you earn over thirty thousand a month, why do you live in a place like this?" Jiang Siming was puzzled. Yin Zhirou smiled bitterly and said, "Because all my money has to be used for medicine and treatment." Jiang Siming slapped his thigh, almost forgetting about this! In fact, Yin Zhirou's salary was quite high, but unfortunately, the drugs for her heart disease cost at least ninety percent of it each month. Each box of those drugs costs a few thousand, and she has to go for regular check-ups and CT scans every month. All the money goes to that, so Yin Zhirou's life is naturally much more frugal. "Doesn't your family help you?" Jiang Siming asked. At the mention of her family, Yin Zhirou's expression became much sadder. "My mother loved me very much, but she passed away a couple of years ago. My father remarried, and they both think I'm a burden, so they ignore me." "Shit! What a piece of work your father is!" Jiang Siming was angry, thinking how a father could possibly resent his own daughter, especially one as excellent as her. Yin Zhirou smiled and said, "I've gotten used to it. When my mother was around, he wasn't that bad, but after she passed away, he didn't want to spend money on me anymore." Jiang Siming gently patted Yin Zhirou's back in sympathy, saying, "Don't worry, I'll be here for you from now on, I'm your man." Such a straightforward and somewhat 'indecent' expression made Yin Zhirou blush, unsure whether to be moved or embarrassed.