Chapter 186: Chapter 186: The Game of the Rich Kid? I’m Done Playing (Part 24)

In Wei Hui’s small group, the discussion was still ongoing.

Xiao Su: Wei Hui, have you figured it out? Who have you had conflicts with recently, for things to blow up like this?

Han Fangli: I haven’t heard of you having issues with anyone lately.

Cheng Yuqing: Whoever uses these tactics, they’re definitely not simple, probably quite influential.

Looking at this, it seems they plan to livestream Wei Hui’s situation 24/7.

What kind of grudge could this be? It’s getting a bit excessive.

Wei Hui is someone who plays around wildly, and she doesn’t really approve of it, but in this circle there are few young masters who keep themselves clean. She’s gotten used to it. It’s not just these rich young masters; many rich young ladies are the same.

Lin Jiajia: What is this new technology? It’s making my scalp tingle!

Wei Hui glanced at the group, looking puzzled.

Wei Hui: I truly don’t know. Recently…

Wei Hui: Maybe there’s a bit of friction with Song Mo, but he doesn’t know me, and he doesn’t have such skills.

As for Li Chen, that’s even more impossible. If she had such abilities, would she be in her current situation?

The group members directly skipped these two people, feeling a little apprehensive about this new technology.

Wei Hui: I had the club’s people look for cameras, nothing, couldn’t find any at all.

Lin Jiajia: But your observation journal is still updating and mentioned you were looking for cameras. It’s quite frightening.

Wei Hui felt a chill run down his spine. Too terrifying.

Not only did he find it terrifying, but everyone watching this situation probably found it terrifying.

Especially the few who were partying with him last night, they constantly messaged and called him, asking what was going on. If he truly offended someone, he should apologize properly. Anyone capable of such means is not to be trifled with, clearly someone they can’t afford to provoke.

After all, can this kind of technology be owned by just anyone?

Wei Hui was bewildered. He really hadn’t offended anyone.

He wasn’t stupid, so why would he offend someone who couldn’t be provoked?

Unless he was completely sure the person wouldn’t rise again, someone without any background, he would always leave himself some wiggle room.

Cheng Yuqing: How did you end up at odds with Song Mo?

Wei Hui briefly explained, and everyone in the group was speechless. He actually had the free time to mess with Song Mo.

Lin Jiajia: Song Mo mixed in that circle back then, and there were reasons for his ban. Did you ever think that the person who initially targeted him found out you were targeting him and decided to help him?

Cheng Yuqing: Impossible, the other side just wants to ban Song Mo, so there’s no need to use such means against Wei Hui.

Xiao Su: I also think it’s impossible.

So who is it?

Han Fangli: Wei Hui’s observation journal was updated again; it’s showing our group’s interface.

When Han Fangli saw this, he couldn’t help but take a sharp breath.

It’s too frightening.

It indicates the hidden camera is constantly around Wei Hui, watching his every move.

But the club’s people searched everywhere, and Wei Hui should still be surrounded by people right now.

Yet they still can’t find it!

Everyone rushed to look, their blood nearly freezing.

Even if they could only see Wei Hui’s content, they still felt fear.

Netizens quickly dug out that this Wei Hui was the one who previously livestreamed Li Chen, and now it’s stirred up completely.

[Damn!]

[Who did this guy offend, getting messed with like this?]

[Recently, it’s just those things with Li Chen gaining some heat, each time dragging this Young Master Wei out for a thrashing, nothing else much. Who did he mess with, running into a tough nut.]

[Looks like they’re going to observe Young Master Wei’s every move while livestreaming it to the netizens. I can only say impressive!]

Upon seeing this, Wei Hui, eyes deep red with worry, raised his hand to smash his phone.

Suddenly remembering the incident when the phone bounced up and hit his chin before, he took a deep breath and slammed his hand on the table.

Wei Hui Observation Journal: Young Master Wei is freaking out! [Picture]

The picture is a scene of Wei Hui slamming the table.

Wei Hui saw it and felt his whole body grow cold.

It felt like someone was constantly holding a sharp knife to his carotid artery, just waiting to make a slight cut. Even if he was rescued, it might not save him in time.

“Who exactly are you?”

“Why are you doing this?”

“I don’t know where I’ve offended you? Can we talk it out?”

He didn’t care how many people were watching in the room, he just wanted to quickly get rid of that untraceable camera.

As long as they didn’t want his life, whoever was behind this, if they wanted money or an apology, he would comply.

“What you’re doing is actually illegal, right? You’ve caused such a big commotion, if you continue, it will definitely draw attention from relevant authorities. Once they find you, it could lead to a lot of trouble.”

In truth, Wei Hui didn’t care about toeing certain lines. As long as it wasn’t something particularly grave, in their circle, they would cover it up as much as possible. Unless it was due to profit and resentment, when someone really wanted to deal with someone, it would be brought to light. Otherwise, those who knew would turn a blind eye.

In this place, how many people are truly clean and upright, not crossing any lines?

It could be said that among the figures he knew, they’ve already crossed certain lines.

Last night, he held two beauties in a room, which could be seen as crossing some lines. However, as long as no one reported it, there wouldn’t be any problem. The key was not being caught in the act.

No one answered, and naturally, no one would answer.

Wei Hui Observation Journal: Does Young Master Wei still remember what he did last night? Actually talking about illegal things. [Audio]

Wei Hui saw the latest update, clicked on the audio, and it turned out to be those words he just said. His vision went black, almost falling in a faint.

What to do?

A call came into his phone; it was from Wei Hui’s father.

As soon as the call connected, his father scolded him and asked who he’d offended.

Wei Hui was bewildered; he didn’t know, he really didn’t know.

“Do you know, because of this, it’s affecting the company’s business?” Wei’s father asked sternly.

Since they couldn’t figure out who was behind it, many people were wary, afraid that associating with the Wei Family would bring bad luck.

After all, that technology is too formidable.

Wei Hui’s legs went weak; he wasn’t foolish. He understood that if this matter wasn’t resolved, the people he usually hung out with wouldn’t want to be around him. Being around him meant having their every move captured on film. Even if the other party kindly blurred their faces, making them completely unrecognizable, they still felt unsafe.

Moreover, these high-end establishments would no longer welcome him.

Who would dare let someone under surveillance inside?

The club manager now had a smile on his face, considerately asking, “Young Master Wei, shall I arrange a car to take you home?”

It seemed like considerate service, but actually, he was worried Wei Hui staying there would affect the club.

At this time, Ah Chen and Song Mo hadn’t opened their stall yet, sitting on stools eating.

While scrolling through his phone, Song Mo again saw the “Wei Hui Observation Journal.”

He noticed it around noon but wasn’t interested in checking it out. He didn’t expect it was still trending. He knew the person who livestreamed Ah Chen was Young Master Wei, but he didn’t know his name was Wei Hui.

Once he clicked in and read the comments, he found out who Wei Hui was and was genuinely taken aback, then started laughing.

Is this karma?

“What are you looking at with such focus?” Ah Chen leaned over, resting on his arm, glancing at his phone.

Song Mo shifted the phone slightly: “This seems to be the Young Master Wei who livestreamed you. He’s now being observed 24/7.”

Who wouldn’t call this poetic justice when they see it?

Whoever did this, well done.

“Really?” Ah Chen asked with a smile, staring at the continuously updating “Wei Hui Observation Journal,” which showed many pictures of Wei Hui on the verge of breaking down.

This is just the beginning.

Truly fragile.

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