Stepdaughter of a wealthy family? The little darling of a Beijing tycoon

boom!"

These words were like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly causing an uproar!

Everyone, both on and off stage, was stunned by this sudden turn of events.

The school leaders and education bureau supervisors standing on the stage, as well as the countless students below, looked at each other in disbelief.

Is this still the same gentle and kind teacher Wang Xuemei?

She kept using the word "bitch," her expression was ferocious and terrifying, and she seemed to have lost all her manners, looking exactly like a madwoman.

Seeing this, another female teacher next to her was so frightened that she quickly tugged at her sleeve and gave her a look, signaling her to shut up and be mindful of the occasion.

But Wang Xuemei was already under the control of the truth talisman and was completely out of control. She suddenly opened her bloodshot eyes and shouted angrily, "Mind your own business!"

"Since you remember Li Xiao," Shen Jingshu pressed on, her voice clear and sharp, piercing through the commotion below the stage, "then I'd like to ask everyone, do you still remember that sensational female student suicide case on the Peking University campus ten years ago?"

"A suicide case from ten years ago?"

A commotion erupted in the audience. The older students looked solemn, while the veteran teachers' expressions changed drastically as they fell into reminiscence.

That was the only serious case of a female student falling from a building in the history of Kyoto University. Although the university used its resources and public opinion to suppress the incident and portray it as an accidental death due to excessive pressure, it was hastily concluded.

But for the veteran faculty and staff present, who wouldn't know about this old story?

Only the president of Peking University, who had been in office for five years and was sitting in the first row, looked bewildered.

The head of the teaching department beside him was an old man. Seeing this, his face turned ashen. He knew that he could no longer hide it, so he leaned close to the principal's ear, lowered his voice, and hurriedly explained the tragic case that had been buried for ten years.

The more the principal listened, the more gloomy his face became, and his originally warm expression instantly turned icy cold.

Holding the microphone, Shen Jingshu coldly fixed her gaze on Wang Xuemei, who was beginning to lose control on the stage, and asked loudly, "Ten years ago, Wang Xuemei, did you think you were qualified to be a teacher? How could someone as morally despicable and scheming as you stand on the podium to teach and nurture students?"

"You're talking nonsense!" Wang Xuemei, stung by the attack, roared in rebuttal, nearly crushing the microphone in her hand. "Nonsense?"

Shen Jingshu scoffed, pressing on: "Then do you dare to say it? Do you dare to publicly reveal the truth about that so-called 'immoral' girl from ten years ago?"

"What do I have to be afraid of?"

A glint of pleasure and madness flashed in Wang Xuemei's eyes. Remembering the girl who died tragically years ago, a vicious smile curled at the corner of her lips as she smugly said, "She deserved to die! Who told her to..."

Completely controlled by the mantra, Wang Xuemei had long lost any semblance of a teacher. Her eyes were filled with madness, and her tone was full of resentment and smugness as she recklessly confessed her sins from ten years ago:

"Blame her for being ungrateful and daring to steal my man! It's her good fortune that I've taken a liking to her boyfriend, but she refuses to back down. So don't blame me for being ruthless and making things difficult for her!"

Shen Jingshu gripped the microphone, pressing closer: "What exactly did you do to trip her up?"

"What else could it be?"

Wang Xuemei scoffed, her face full of disdain. "I first had someone spread rumors at school, saying that she had a messy private life, was flirting with boys in her class, and was an immoral girl. But I didn't expect that her relationship with her boyfriend was so strong that these rumors didn't shake them at all."

As she spoke, the malice in her eyes intensified, and her voice became sinister: "Since the soft approach didn't work, we'll use the hard one! There were a few rich kids in my class who were always chasing after me. I just used a little trick to get them to do things for me—I forged her boyfriend's handwriting and tricked Li Xiao into going to the woods behind the school. I had those rich kids ruin her life and take disgusting photos of her. I wanted to use the photos to blackmail her and force her to break up with her boyfriend, so that we could eliminate any future trouble."

"Who knew that bitch would be so resolute, actually calling the police!"

Wang Xuemei's tone was contemptuous and full of sarcasm. "What good will calling the police do? She has absolutely no evidence. There are no security cameras in the grove, only footage of her walking in alone. Those rich kids insist that Li Xiao initiated the meeting, that she hangs out with them all the time, and that she only turned around and falsely accused them after failing to extort money. Add to that the rumors I spread before, and everyone believes it. Even the police think she's a promiscuous, shameless woman!"

"Haha, it's laughable," she laughed maniacally, her laughter piercing the air, "that bitch couldn't stand the humiliation, and on the day she dropped out of school, she jumped off the school building and smashed to pieces. At least she's finally free!"

Every word was a bloody truth, transmitted through the microphone throughout the lecture hall, leaving everyone speechless. After a moment of deathly silence, the hall erupted into a deafening clamor.

The students below the stage were shocked, their eyes filled with extreme disgust, contempt, and anger as they looked at Wang Xuemei on stage. Whispers of discussion rose and fell among them.

"My God, how could she be so wicked! Just because she couldn't steal someone else's boyfriend, she ruined a girl's life and even tried to drive her to suicide!"

"This is wicked! This isn't a teacher, this is a demon!"

"Li Xiao is so pitiful. She was wronged for so many years, and even in death she carries this stain!"

The school leaders and education bureau staff on the stage were ashen-faced and furious. No one expected that this seemingly gentle and proper backbone teacher had such heinous crimes hidden behind the scenes. The suicide case ten years ago was actually a carefully planned persecution!

Standing in the corner below the stage, Li Xiao watched Wang Xuemei confess her crimes in public and listened as her grievances from years ago were revealed one by one. Blood tears flowed again from her empty eyes. Ten years of obsession and resentment finally resonated at this moment.

At this moment, Wang Xuemei finally regained some of her senses from the control of the mantra. She froze on the stage, her face ashen, and her whole body trembling uncontrollably.

She knew perfectly well that she didn't want to say these things at all. Those darkest and most vicious secrets hidden in her heart were something she should have kept to herself for the rest of her life, but just now her mouth was completely out of control, and word by word, she revealed all her sins in public.

She frantically reached out and covered her mouth tightly, but it was too late. What she should and shouldn't have said had already been broadcast throughout the lecture hall through the microphone, and there was no going back.

She glanced frantically at the audience below. The school leaders and education bureau staff all had ashen faces, their eyes filled with rage and contempt. The students below were even more enraged, their gazes filled with disgust, scorn, and anger, each look like a knife piercing her.

Wang Xuemei's face turned ashen instantly, and only one thought remained in her mind: It's over, it's all over.