This sister did not hit Father!

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[My anxious heart has finally settled. Ji Fanxing is the kind of person who just can't change her ways—she hits people in public.]
[The internet keeps calling her a genius, but I think she's nothing but a villain.]
[The production team is amazing, broadcasting this scene openly and honestly. They really treat us like their own. I love it.]
Many people flocked into the live broadcast room for the spectacle, finding the situation unbelievable, but those comments were soon drowned out by others.
[We don’t know the whole story, so let’s not judge.]
[You in front—are you blind? How could Ji Fanxing possibly beat up such a big man?]
[I remember vividly how hateful the antis were to Ji Fanxing during the last live broadcast. This time, I’ll keep silent and wait for the final result.]
The camera operator thoughtfully gave Ji Fanxing a close-up, anticipating her reaction.
Ji Fanxing faced the camera without fear. “He says I hit someone, so I did? Where’s the evidence?”
Just as she finished speaking, Hailan stood up. “Fanxing did it to protect me!”
From her perspective, Ji Fanxing only intervened and kicked Haidachuan away when he was about to hit her.
Besides, there were no injuries—Haidachuan was clearly making a scene on purpose.
“It was you—if we hadn’t arrived in time, you would have hit her,” Ning Ze added.
[Now it makes sense. The man was about to hit Hailan, and Fanxing stepped in to help.]
[That man is Hailan’s father. It’s normal for a father to discipline his daughter. Ji Fanxing should mind her own business.]
[What? Since when is it normal for a father to hit his daughter! Hailan is already an adult.]
[If Fanxing stepped in to help a friend, then it’s understandable.]
Liu Qi, who was watching the live broadcast, frowned and looked at Haidachuan, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart.
Sure enough, Haidachuan immediately said, “I’ve been disciplining Hailan since she was a child. Do I need you all to interfere now?!”
The phrase “since she was a child,” combined with Haidachuan’s matter-of-fact attitude, pierced Hailan’s heart.
The viewers were left speechless.
[I want to hit him myself…]
Haidachuan, oblivious to the problem in his words, continued, “I don’t care, you have to compensate me!”
Seeing Haidachuan’s shamelessness, Ji Fanxing replied coldly, “So your goal is just money?”

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“Not just me! You even hit me in front of my son! You’ve left him with deep psychological trauma, and you have to compensate for that too!”
“Xiaochuan! Tell them! How did this woman hit your father?!” In an attempt to gain more leverage, Haidachuan even brought his own son into the fray.
The cameraman turned the camera towards Haixiaochuan.
All for his own gain, he pushed his underage son in front of the lens. Seeing the insatiable greed on her father’s face, Hailan’s heart turned to ice.
[It’s definitely not good to hit someone in front of a minor. Look at the child’s expression, something’s off.]
[But this man only talks about money. That’s odd too.]
[Let evil punish evil. Ji Fanxing should just pay up.]
Haixiaochuan was only twelve years old and had never experienced such a scene before.
The camera lens loomed over him, making him anxious and afraid.
“Theft over a certain amount is punishable by jail time.” That thought echoed in his mind.
Haixiaochuan’s eyes darted nervously. If he admitted his father had hit someone, would the camera find evidence? Then his own theft might also be exposed…
No, he didn’t want to go to jail!
“No… This sister didn’t hit anyone!” Haixiaochuan lied to the camera.
Lying was something he’d been good at since he was little. As long as he said so, his father would believe him.
His father never distinguished between truth and lies, especially when it came to his sister. Every time it was clearly his fault, but with one little lie, his sister took the blame.
Now, to protect himself, Haixiaochuan lied as usual.
“I saw my dad fall by himself.” To make it convincing, he added more details.
A child used to lying from a young age, he played his part well, his eyes full of innocence, winning everyone’s trust.
[My god! This man is clearly faking an injury!]
[What kind of father is Hailan’s dad?!]
[I’m Hailan’s classmate. Her father really is like this. Hailan suffered a lot growing up, and it took her a lot of effort to leave that family. I can’t believe the production team invited this man.]
[The production team is too careless. They don’t even do background checks. Criticizing them again.]
Liu Qi sighed and turned off his phone.
A contestant hitting someone in public is definitely negative publicity. If it were true, Ji Fanxing’s reputation would surely suffer.

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But, as it turns out, this was all just a scam!
Ji Fanxing is not someone to be easily trifled with. To keep her steady and let her compete properly, he himself would have to go to the site to clean up the mess.
Of course, Haidachuan wasn’t faking the injury, and upon hearing Haixiaochuan’s words, his already aching leg throbbed even more.
“You’re lying!” Haidachuan shouted, grabbing Haixiaochuan by the collar and spanking him harshly.
Having grown up watching his father beat his sister, Haixiaochuan was scared out of his wits the moment he was lifted off his feet, crying and screaming at the top of his lungs.
“You little brat, all you do is lie! You were just trying to steal something! Watch how I punish you!”
The more he hit, the angrier he got—how dare the boy lie to him! If he didn’t teach him a lesson, he wasn’t fit to call himself a father!
The cameraman could no longer continue filming. He freed one hand to stop Haidachuan.
Ning Ze took the opportunity to grab Haidachuan around the waist, while Hailan pulled her little brother away. The scene was complete chaos.
The live broadcast was a jumbled mess, and the chat was a torrent of confusion.
[What’s going on??!]
[His son said Ji Fanxing didn’t hit anyone, and now he’s furious and hitting the child.]
[This man is out of his mind, hitting so hard.]
After a long commotion, with no one left to hit, Haidachuan, panting in anger, pointed at Ji Fanxing and shouted, “Check the surveillance! I want to see the surveillance footage!”
Liu Qi finally arrived, signaling the cameraman to broadcast elsewhere.
He addressed the troublemaker with no kindness at all, “Sorry, sir, there’s no surveillance here.”
“What?!” Haidachuan exclaimed in disbelief. “What are those machines for?!”
“Those cameras are for filming the program later. They haven’t started rolling yet.”
The situation had completely reversed—Haidachuan, who had accused others of violence, now had no evidence and had committed child abuse in public.
After all the uproar, Ji Fanxing remained unscathed. Liu Qi had the cameraman film elsewhere and, facing Haidachuan again, his expression turned cold.
Though now a producer, Liu Qi had lived an extraordinary youth.
When his face turned expressionless, a roguish air unconsciously emerged, making the cowardly Haidachuan shrink back in fear.