The Cyber Queen of Deception - Chapter 42
Yao Na remained unfazed-how amusing, she wasn’t from the Cyber World. Despite her parents’ early demise, leaving her with memories of two hanging corpses, they were certainly not the ordinary couple before her.
Yet she carried herself with composure, as if she had known all along, a demeanor broadcasted to global audiences through the murder live broadcast room.
In an instant, those familiar and unfamiliar with Yao Na were shocked.
Fans who had followed Yao Na for a long time mostly knew about her photo-editing mishap. Back then, her live broadcast room background had also been exposed, revealing her true living conditions. It was a slum-like tin house, with no real scenery outside the window, only holographic projection.
Thus, people said Yao Na was a fake persona-a fake face, fake college student, fake heiress.
But as Yao Na made her comeback and resumed broadcasting, she gradually solidified the first two personas.
The last one, “fake heiress,” had yet to be clarified.
If the first two personas could be achieved through expensive cosmetic surgery and exam cheating, the last one, being an heiress, was impossible unless she reincarnated in her next life.
Because this was Cyber, an era with the most severe class solidification.
Resources were concentrated at the top of the pyramid, and those without money could never become wealthy through exams, lotteries, or hard work.
Many people, after working hard all their lives, realized that all the money they earned flowed to real estate, utilities, and large enterprises, not to mention companies monopolizing furniture, daily necessities, food, and stimulants. In short, unless reincarnated, one couldn’t leap from being poor to rich.
So, fans who had witnessed the mishap were shocked, posting comments…
[Do you remember? Yao Na once said her persona was real… but none of us believed her.]
[So… natural 0 cybernetic body beauty, top student at Cyber Tech University, heiress-all true? I can’t believe I’m a fan of such an amazing streamer!]
[Why wouldn’t an heiress spend money, enjoy life, and instead do live streaming to entertain us? I’m really moved…]
As for those unfamiliar with Yao Na, they were simply shocked by the identity of Wen Family heiress.
[Don’t you know the Wen Family? They monopolize global pharmaceuticals, all essential stimulants and sleep inhibitors for workers come from their factories! They’ve made a lot of money from exam takers and workers!]
[Wen Qingqiu is so famous because she comes from the Wen Family, ranking top three among Cyber’s second-generation rich!]
[If Wen Qingqiu isn’t the Wen Family’s child, doesn’t that prove Yao Na is the one-in-a-million heiress?!]
The murder live broadcast room became increasingly active due to Wen Qingqiu’s revelation.
Not only the broadcast audience, but even the guests present couldn’t help but cast curious glances at the Wen Family.
What was happening now? Real and fake heiress? Strangely, the Wen parents seemed unaware of this matter.
Wen’s Mother widened her eyes, her voice trembling as she asked, “Qingqiu, what are you saying? What do you mean you’re not my child?”
Wen Qingqiu cautiously glanced at Su Wu, not daring to make any rash moves in the death game. She was afraid.
Fortunately, Su Wu didn’t interrupt the conversation; the murder live broadcast room seemed very interested in the topic Wen Qingqiu brought up, eagerly observing the drama without interfering.
Indeed, revealing this secret was the right move!
Yao Na had shown her face in front of her parents; the secret would be discovered sooner or later. It was better to use it as a tool for survival.
Realizing this, Wen Qingqiu decided not to hide anymore. She lowered her head, tears falling heavily on the floor, recalling, “The year grandma passed away, you uploaded her genes to the identity system. Out of curiosity, I secretly operated the system, uploading my genes, only to find out that my genes weren’t directly related to grandma’s…”
That was Wen Qingqiu’s grandma; how could they not be directly related?
Different genes meant no blood relation!
What Wen Qingqiu realized back then, the Wen parents naturally realized now, their faces stiffening.
“Then how do you know Yao Na is the real Wen Family heiress?”
This was also what Yao Na was curious about.
She looked at Wen Qingqiu in her grasp, who bit her lower lip and said with difficulty, “She looks exactly like grandma.”
As soon as she spoke, the older guests immediately recognized Yao Na’s face, quietly agreeing, “I’ve seen the Wen Family matriarch; Yao Na indeed looks exactly like her when she was young.”
“Is it the features, face shape, or what that looks alike?” If only part of it was similar, it might not indicate a blood relation.
The elderly emphasized, “No, it’s exactly the same!”
Features, face shape, hair, demeanor-all identical! This didn’t require a test to confirm blood relation.
Yao Na, however, expressed doubt about Wen Qingqiu’s words.
Could appearance alone lead to such a definitive conclusion? It shouldn’t be, given Wen Qingqiu’s cautious and door-locking nature.
She must be hiding some secret.
However, Yao Na didn’t question her. Why bother? This statement was beneficial for her persona building.
Standing at the forefront, Su Wu clapped his hands, producing a loud sound, “Interesting, this is truly fascinating.” Su Wu seemed very satisfied with Wen Qingqiu’s story, deciding to spare her.
In the moment of judgment, Wen Qingqiu’s body was weak with fear, only staying upright because Yao Na held her.
“Who’s next?” Su Wu asked.
No one dared to raise their hand; after the Wen Family’s real and fake heiress story, who could outperform them? This wasn’t a novel; there weren’t many real and fake heiress, heart-wrenching stories, or car accident amnesia cancer tales.
They were just ordinary second-generation rich, living affluent yet boring lives, with the most thrilling event being space disco.
“I’ll go.”
Unexpectedly, the second person to step up was Yao Na! Everyone thought she wouldn’t participate in the murder live broadcast room’s entertainment.
She looked at Wen Qingqiu and asked, “So you knew I was the real Wen Family heiress, and that’s why you wanted to kill me?”
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Oh my.
If not for the inappropriate setting, everyone would want to sit down and watch the drama unfold.
Yao Na’s question reminded everyone of the reason Wen Qingqiu was used as a shield-she had locked the bathroom door, attempting to leave Yao Na to die.
Initially, Wen Qingqiu’s explanation was: she thought she was having a mental breakdown, experiencing hallucinations.
But once combined with her subsequent confession, the purpose of locking the door became clear: Wen Qingqiu wanted to kill Yao Na and become the real Wen Family heiress. After all, the Wen Family had only one daughter, and their vast wealth would ultimately be inherited by the daughter.
Second-generation rich weren’t foolish, especially in families with many siblings and illegitimate children worldwide; conflict was inevitable.
For a moment, everyone’s disdainful gaze fell on Wen Qingqiu.
Her face turned pale, her eyes filled with tears, looking pitiful-if Yao Na couldn’t hear her true thoughts.
Yao Na dug at her ear, trying to remove the hysterical screams from her ear canal. Too noisy.
-Is this Yao Na crazy?
-Turning the murder live broadcast room into a double act between us, is she satisfied now?
-Just for locking the bathroom door, she won’t let go? Truly petty, growing up in the lower class…
Compared to Wen Qingqiu’s feigned pitiful expression, her inner turmoil, these broadcasts breaking through Yao Na’s barriers, made her seem more human.
A person with extremely low moral standards and selfishness.
Yao Na smirked-sorry, she was indeed from the lower class and indeed petty. So she had no intention of letting her go.
Under normal circumstances, Wen Qingqiu could feign fainting and deceive her way out, but under Su Wu’s threat, she was forced to respond.
Otherwise, she would be killed by the murder live broadcast room while pretending to faint. Wen Qingqiu’s acting skills exploded on the spot.
“I didn’t intend to kill you!” Wen Qingqiu didn’t know Yao Na had seen through her true character, still pretending to cry, “Ever since I found out I wasn’t the Wen Family’s daughter, I fell into confusion and fear for a long time. I didn’t dare indulge in pleasure, but studied hard to be the best student, the most considerate daughter.”
“I always wanted to do my best, so when I saw you, I felt relieved. Because I could finally be myself.”
Everyone knew Wen Qingqiu had no scandals, her reputation was widespread, and she was universally recognized as a quality second-generation rich.
But no one expected that she had lived so diligently just to earn her parents’ approval, striving to bear the responsibility of being the Wen Family’s heiress. This was an achievement Yao Na, as a top Internet Celebrity, couldn’t match.
Many present were moved by Wen Qingqiu’s confession.
They seemed to see the anxiety and unease hidden beneath Wen Qingqiu’s excellent facade over the years. What a self-reflective girl.
Wen Family parents were even more emotional, Wen’s Mother disregarded her own safety, rushing to Wen Qingqiu, using her body to protect her, “My daughter, my little princess I’ve raised and loved for eighteen years. No matter who you are, you’ll always be part of the Wen Family!”
After saying this, Wen’s Mother suddenly realized-her biological daughter was right here!
Saying this was akin to slapping Yao Na’s face.
Wen’s Mother cautiously looked at Yao Na, only to see a trace of impatience and indifference on her face.
She wasn’t foolish; she could see that Yao Na had no interest in the position and wealth of the Wen Family heiress, nor any feelings for her biological mother. This was hard for Wen’s Mother, who was always surrounded by stars and had a smooth life, to accept.
She developed a subtle sense of disapproval towards Yao Na.
This was a kind of innate arrogance parents had towards their children.
-She hadn’t decided whether to acknowledge Yao Na yet, why did Yao Na have no feelings for her mother?
Because of this, Wen’s Mother’s tone towards Yao Na became more rigid, saying, “It’s not Qingqiu’s fault you were lost outside, stop making things difficult for her, let Wen Qingqiu go!”
“No way, Mom.”
Yao Na, full of mischievousness, opened her mouth with “Mom,” causing the Wen Family’s goosebumps to rise.
Perhaps it was Yao Na’s unabashed “Mom” that triggered Wen Qingqiu’s vigilance.
She hurriedly spoke before Yao Na, “Since everyone doubts me, I’m willing to compensate Yao Na, I… volunteer to die!”
As soon as Wen Qingqiu finished speaking, the crowd was in an uproar.
What? Volunteering to die in the murder live broadcast room, this was a first among the guests.
Wen’s Mother was in tears, “No!”
Wen Qingqiu looked at Wen’s Mother, her expression full of reluctance, “I’m sorry, Mom, thank you for taking care of me for eighteen years, I love you.”
“Daughter, don’t kill my daughter…”
Then, the mother and daughter embraced and cried in front of Yao Na, making Yao Na, the party involved, seem like a ridiculous third party.
She watched them, thinking: if this were a talent show, these two would have scored high through their sob story.
Even without watching the live broadcast room, Yao Na could imagine how the audience was cursing her for tearing apart such a harmonious and loving family… but it didn’t matter, after all, Yao Na wasn’t really the Wen Family heiress.
Even if the family decided to die together, it would have no impact on her.
So Yao Na shrugged, unceremoniously saying, “I think we should respect the person’s wishes, since she volunteered to die…”
Pausing.
She deliberately toyed with Wen Qingqiu’s heartbeat and rapid breathing, then slowly continued.
“Then go ahead and die.”
…
Outside the screen, police were racing against time, launching rescue operations.
Initially, thinking the murder live broadcast room would once again open external voting, Ran Bo forcibly required all online accounts to be real-name verified, so that voting would synchronize messages to all friends and family-[Your brother/husband/colleague voted for XX to die.]
Real-name verification could increase moral constraints, effectively resisting public participation in murder voting.
But in the fourth broadcast, the murder live broadcast room took a sharp turn, engaging in internal voting. How could the police rescue now?
Ran Bo rarely felt a headache, mainly because among the victims involved, there were people from the Ran Family, and familiar faces he had known since childhood-this was how it was in the financial world, every family had intertwined relationships, unable to completely stay out of it.
Since the beginning, Ran Bo had received calls requesting certain individuals be rescued from the murder live broadcast room.
“But Yao Na is quite ruthless,” a police officer muttered, “Wen Qingqiu barely escaped death, and she pulled her back, clearly not wanting to let her off easy.”
“Understandable. Although I don’t know what’s going on with the Wen Family’s real and fake heiress, if I were Yao Na, knowing my real identity, I wouldn’t let Wen Qingqiu, who enjoyed eighteen years of good life in my place, go either, I’d hate her.”
Ran Bo heard this conversation but didn’t comment-he didn’t know Yao Na, how could he know what kind of person she was.
Instead, Zhi Yi stood up, speaking righteously, “Yao Na isn’t like that. She’s saving people.”
He pointed at the holographic projection of Yao Na, showing inexplicable trust, saying, “She’s drawing the murder live broadcast room’s attention to herself and Wen Qingqiu, so Su Wu won’t bother with others…”
Drawing the murder live broadcast room’s attention to Yao Na and Wen Qingqiu… Ran Bo took this statement to heart.
He quietly repeated, chewing over the information in this sentence, then suddenly realized, “I see…”
Yao Na was demonstrating personally.
She was telling them, across decades or even centuries, how to break the code!