Xiao Yu sneered. "Heh, you still want to deny it and weasel out of this? Let me tell you, every donation was recorded. The amount isn't whatever you or I say it was... Of course, as for the evidence, I'll release it to everyone in the livestream and across the internet shortly. Right now, I still need to prove whether I really can tell fortunes or whether I'm the fraud you claim I am."
"Zhou Yu, you did collect trash as a child, but it was to buy snacks and toys, not 'to pay for textbooks,' as you claimed."
"For instance, when you were eleven, because your classmates kept showing theirs off every day, you once stole 200 yuan from home to buy a Barbie doll!"
"Do you remember that? If you've 'deliberately forgotten,' I don't mind contacting your teachers, classmates, and parents to verify it! It caused quite a stir at the time, didn't it?"
"No money for books, but money for a Barbie doll. So those were your so-called 'hard days of collecting junk every day to save up for textbooks'!"
"Also, you seem to have 'forgotten' something else. Because your journey to and from school was so long, Mr. Yang Dong gave your family a motorcycle when you were twelve! It cost over five thousand yuan at the time! There's an invoice and evidence. Go on, deny it. I'm waiting for you to keep denying it and trying to weasel out! Keep proving 'how poor you were'!"
"..."
Zhou Yu was drenched in sweat!
She was utterly panic-stricken now.
She couldn't understand what was going on with this streamer, or why he had investigated even these things so thoroughly.
She still wanted to stubbornly deny it, but with things spelled out to this extent, what use would