Chapter 365: 365 (first watch of the night)

Chu Jin never expected Mo Qingyi to spot her flaw so quickly.

As far as she knew, Mo Qingyi was the sister of Mo Zhixuan.

She had impersonated Chu Jin perfectly, so how did Mo Qingyi realize she wasn’t the real Chu Jin?

Now that Mo Qingyi had uncovered the truth, wouldn’t her plans with the Mo family patriarch be ruined?

What should she do now to resolve this crisis?

The sudden change in Mo Qingyi’s attitude wasn’t part of her plan at all.

Well, even without the Mo family patriarch, wasn’t there still Song Shiqin?

After all, Song Shiqin wasn’t a bad option either.

As long as Song Shiqin hadn’t found out she was the fake one, that would be fine.

With this thought, Chu Jin felt a little better. Looking at Mo Qingyi, her eyes began to well up with tears, teetering on the edge of spilling over. "Qingyi, how could you say such things about me? Did I do something wrong that made you angry? If so, I apologize to you, I’m sorry, and I hope you can forgive me."

She looked utterly innocent.

Like an oppressed young lady of a respectable family.

In contrast, Mo Qingyi seemed like a relentless bully.

Countless flashbulbs burst into action, relentlessly snapping pictures of the two.

The murmurs from the crowd below grew louder, leaning toward sympathizing with Chu Jin.

"You’re really shameless, as thick-faced as a dead pig is to scalding water!" Mo Qingyi snorted coldly, then continued, "Our beloved Chu can practice medicine, knows martial arts, speaks four languages, can recite ten famous classics, and is brimming with talent. What can you do? Apart from your face, what do you have to show for yourself? And even that face is artificially crafted; tell me, isn’t that nauseating?"

Faced with Mo Qingyi’s barrage of questions, Chu Jin’s face didn’t reveal the slightest sign of panic.

In reality, her heart was starting to panic.

After all, she wasn’t the real Chu Jin; none of the things Miao Xinran mentioned were within her capabilities.

She felt a chill down her spine.

It was clear that Mo Qingyi was someone with brains.

Every word she spoke hit the nail on the head.

Just as Chu Jin was worried about how to respond to Mo Qingyi’s remark, a reporter at her side spoke up, "That’s right, Miss Chu, after watching your last speech, I was profoundly moved. May I have the opportunity to hear you recite a passage from ’Wuthering Heights’ right now?"

Reporters always loved stirring the pot; after all, the bigger the news, the better the story.

The fire at the scene was already fierce; it just needed an extra splash of fuel.

"Miss Reporter, do you also not believe I am Chu Jin?" Chu Jin looked up at the reporter, her eyes filled with an interrogative light.

"Don’t misunderstand, Miss Chu, I simply admire your talent, that’s all. If you’re as knowledgeable as they say, why would you fear reciting ’Wuthering Heights’?"

Some students below also began whispering among themselves.

Last time when Chu Jin recited the ten famous classics, everyone had witnessed it, so why was she having trouble now?

Could it be that she really wasn’t Chu Jin?

Chu Jin was aiming for precisely this effect—to first let everyone doubt her and then to make a stunning counterattack.

She wanted to make them feel guilty for how they had cornered a good student into such a dire situation.

When it came to martial arts or medicine, indeed, she knew none of it.

But the ten classics? She had prepared for this and could recite them with ease.

"Does everyone really not believe me?" Chu Jin held on to the microphone, her voice choking up.

There was some quiet in the crowd.

No one spoke.

"Stop pretending. Have you no shame? Lacking any real ability and yet you dare to impersonate our beautiful Chu. Don’t you know that even if a cat puts on the emperor’s robe, it can’t become the crown prince? Get off the stage with your tail between your legs now! You’re nauseating to look at! A civet cat is still a civet cat and can never assume the role of a prince!"

Mo Qingyi’s words left Chu Jin no dignity.

They were piercing and candid.

Anyone with even a slightly weaker mental fortitude might not be able to withstand it.

But who was Chu Jin?

A person whose face was thicker than the walls of a city’s corner.

Besides, she had already been prepared.

"Do you all have to push me this far?" Chu Jin staggered a few steps back, looking pained. "I hate being doubted the most. Why won’t you believe me? Qingyi, in vain I treated you as my best sister; is this how you repay me?"

"Miss Chu, I believe you!" From the crowd, Wang Kai stood up.

In such a moment, Wang Kai bravely stood up for her. He liked her, so he trusted her without question.

And besides, at a time like this, she needed his belief.

Unlike last time, not a single person from Class Ten stood up.

Becuase this Chu Jin before them was so far removed from their image of Chu, the Divine Doctor, that they felt they could find nothing similar to the real Chu Jin in her except for her face.

The Chu Jin they remembered would never easily shed tears to garner sympathy from everyone no matter how dire the situation.

Even when she was mistakenly accused of plagiarism by the principal and the faculty during a speech in front of the entire school, she hadn’t shed a single tear.

She would only prove herself with her abilities.

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