This shameless little slut, didn't she steal enough of her resources?
Now she dares to harm her like this, it's truly hateful!
An Qiuyan gritted her teeth in hatred.
Seeing how much the incident had escalated, her first move was a triple denial, vowing never to admit that An Wu Yan was her biological parent.
After posting this Weibo, An Qiuyan's lips curled into a mocking arc.
Jiang Ling, this idiot, her ability to cope with such troublesome matters wasn't as good as hers.
If she could have acted like herself, immediately denying any blood relation to the Jiang Jianguo couple after the news broke, how could she have fallen into an endless public opinion war?
An Qiuyan, thinking herself clever, was unaware of Jiang Ling's true intentions.
In fact, the moment the trending topic exploded, Sister Sa had advised Jiang Ling to deny it to the death, as Jiang Jianguo and Zhang Lian had no evidence to prove their blood relation to her.
After all, DNA testing requires samples, and Jiang Jianguo hadn't collected any DNA from Jiang Ling, so it would be difficult to prove the connection.
What Jiang Ling didn't know was that DNA was easily leaked; hair, sweat, blood—any item she had come into contact with could potentially be collected.
Rather than repeatedly making excuses and being slapped in the face later, it was better to admit it directly. kuAiδugg
After all, she also wanted to use this storm to flex her muscles, showing the capital and artists plotting against her how much power she, a platinum artist, possessed.
Anyone who dared to cross her would have to pay the price.
Only by taking down a few popular artists could she kill the chickens to scare the monkeys and achieve lasting peace, so that those behind her would never dare to scheme against her again.
This was the wisdom of Jiang Ling, a seasoned veteran of the entertainment industry who had weathered two lifetimes. Her perspective was always deeper than others'.
An Qiuyan only saw the immediate pros and cons.
While Jiang Ling saw at least ten feet ahead.
The difference between their levels was like the somersault cloud of the Monkey King.
An Qiuyan believed that by denying it to the death, An Wu Yan and those behind the escalation of this matter would have no way to deal with her.
Little did she know, Jian Zhou had long anticipated this move.
An Wu Yan, having received guidance, had subtly plucked a few strands of her hair during the pushing and pulling.
After An Qiuyan escaped and the media and onlookers dispersed, An Wu Yan immediately took these hairs to a professional institution for testing.
However, Jian Zhou felt the evidence wasn't strong enough. Seeing the abundance of hair pulled out, he had it cut into small pieces, divided into several portions, and sent along with An Wu Yan's hair to the media that most enjoyed gossiping about such melodramatic family ethics, allowing them to conduct the tests themselves, even covering the testing fees.
The test results were as expected: the accuracy of the parent-child relationship between An Wu Yan and An Qiuyan reached 99.999%, undoubtedly confirming they were father and daughter.
With several identical test results published online, An Qiuyan was utterly humiliated.
Driven by various online trolls, An Qiuyan dominated the trending searches for several consecutive days, leaving many artists in the industry bewildered.
When did An Qiuyan become so popular?
[OMG, can the daughter of a rapist also be a celebrity? When did the threshold for celebrities become so low?]
[Like father, like son; like mother, like daughter. Rats' children know how to dig holes. I knew this woman wasn't good when she kept causing trouble for my goddess.]