Mu Wan couldn’t resist her curiosity any longer and clicked on the video. Her phone screen expanded to full size, revealing a “gold-standard lecturer” speaking in a precise and formal tone.

“Good morning, members of the media. Welcome to today’s press conference on the annulment of Miss Yuan’s engagement to Kuang Shuyu.”

“Now, I will represent Miss Yuan to carefully explain the reasons behind the annulment.”

“Before we dive into the details, let me categorize the primary reasons into three topics.”

“Namely: infidelity, deceit, and a chaotic personal life.”

The lecturer pressed a button on the remote, and the multimedia screen behind her displayed several photos. These were explicit pictures of Kuang Shuyu entering the homes of multiple mistresses. Some were even through glass, showing bodies entangled in intimate acts. The women’s faces were blurred, but Kuang Shuyu’s was not.

“As you can see from the timeline of these photos, Kuang Shuyu, after getting engaged to Miss Yuan, spent at least three nights a week at the homes of women he was financially supporting.”

“And these visits weren’t brief; they lasted through the night and involved extreme activities like breath control and other such indulgences.”

“Side note: Miss Yuan did not have any intimate relations with Kuang Shuyu, which is fortunate amidst all this misfortune.”

“Now onto the second topic: deceit and exploitation.”

She then displayed Kuang Shuyu’s chat records with Yuan Weiwei, exposing how he used her to gain the Yuan family’s assistance, which allowed him to climb from a general manager position to become a vice president in the company.

As for his chaotic personal life, the screen then showed photos of him indulging in debauchery at various high-end establishments.

The gold-standard lecturer lived up to her title—her entire presentation was logical and evidence-backed. Occasionally, she even referenced psychology to analyze Kuang Shuyu’s character, concluding that he was a hypocritical scumbag.

Her conclusion: Kuang Shuyu was someone who deceived women, engaged in promiscuity, and lacked any sense of integrity.

After watching the video, Mu Wan was speechless for a moment before mentally cheering: Uncle Yuan is a force to be reckoned with.

The video went viral within an hour, sparking outrage among netizens.

Online comments flooded in:
– “OMG, what a top-tier scumbag! He tells his girlfriend he’s against premarital sex during the day, and at night he’s out on two separate hookups.”
– “This isn’t just cheating—he’s an octopus, for crying out loud. Doesn’t he worry about turning that thing into a toothpick?”
– “LOL, good burn. At least normal jerks are easier to spot. This guy pretends to be Prince Charming but turns out to be a turd. This should be legally considered fraud!”
– “Wait a minute, isn’t that my high school classmate? Loads of people liked him back then because he had an arranged engagement. I can’t believe he’s such a monster behind the scenes!”
– “Kuang Shuyu… isn’t he the VP of Kuang Corporation?”
– “Kuang Corporation? Holy smokes, that’s a nationally renowned group. No wonder he plays around like this.”
– “Plays around, my foot! He’s not even their biological son. Remember that news five years ago about the swapped babies in a wealthy family? He was one of the swapped kids!”
– “Wait, so is he the real son or the fake one?”
– “Obviously fake. Rumor has it the real heir was driven out of the family by him. A while ago, his biological father was released from prison and even admitted to switching the babies on purpose. And yet the Kuang family still lets this guy work at their company? Unbelievable!”

In his apartment downtown, Kuang Shuyu stared at his phone with bloodshot eyes, his gaze glued to the endless stream of comments.

How could this happen?

Ever since the engagement was called off, he hadn’t gone to any of those places. How did the Yuan family get these photos?

He was ruined.

Years of carefully crafted public image and reputation—all destroyed.

That bitch Yuan Weiwei! She had once claimed to love him, but now she had utterly obliterated him. And Mu Wan—that bitch too!

He was in this situation because of her!

Suddenly, his phone started ringing. Seeing that the caller ID displayed Kuang Zhongbai’s name, he panicked and threw his phone onto the couch.

The ringing eventually stopped, and he let out a sigh of relief. But as he reached for the phone, it vibrated again with another incoming call.

—

Meanwhile, in a high school class group chat:

The video had made its way into the group, and Kuang Shuyu’s former classmates were in shock.

– “Wow, I finally understand the phrase ‘you can’t judge a book by its cover.’ He was so popular in school, but who knew he was such trash?”
– “I used to have a crush on him! I even cried when he went abroad for college.”
– “Wait, who had a crush on him? Spill the tea!”
– “No idea, it’s anonymous mode.”
– “Man, anonymous mode is a goldmine for juicy secrets.”

The chat exploded with gossip, as his classmates pieced together Kuang Shuyu’s downfall.

—

Mu Wan felt a small sense of satisfaction from the Yuan family’s actions. Kuang Shuyu had essentially experienced social death.

But other than that fleeting feeling, she wasn’t particularly emotional about the matter. To her, Kuang Shuyu was no different from a random rock on the roadside.

“Boss, there’s a company event two days from now that requires your attendance,” her assistant said, knocking on the door and handing her some documents.

Mu Wan glanced at the documents and nodded. “Is this for the annual meeting, the one tied to the first job Jian Jia took after its launch? The one where they specifically requested me?”

The assistant nodded.

Mu Wan smiled faintly. “Alright, I’ll make time for it.”