As a result, when the supervisor accidentally touched the mouse, the image on the screen started moving.
About two minutes later, when their actions ended and the man turned his head, they clearly saw his face.
It was none other than the Lin Family's Second Son, whom they had seen at the entrance not long ago.
The supervisor and staff member had lived for many years and were no strangers to shocking sights.
They had thought it was outrageous enough for the deceased's widow to commit adultery with another man in front of the memorial tablet, but they didn't expect the truly outrageous part was yet to come - this man was none other than the Second Lin.
What was this, an erotic novel come to life?
On the night my elder brother passed away, I was in front of his memorial tablet, in the presence of his ashes and black-and-white photograph, with my sister-in-law...
It was thrilling, but also deeply unsettling.
Even the experienced staff member was shocked.
The staff member looked at the supervisor, "What should we do about this?"
According to professional ethics, they should keep such family secrets confidential.
But merely as spectators, they felt enraged by the actions of this adulterous couple.
Putting themselves in the deceased's shoes - their body not yet cold, and their wife already with... and in front of their ashes, no less.
Just thinking about it made them feel that even if they were dead, they'd be angered back to life.
No, no, can't think about it. I don't have such a wife, and certainly not such a brother.
The staff member wasn't particularly saintly or loyal by nature.
But upon witnessing what had transpired, a surge of anger welled up inside, wanting to let the world know about this shameless, adulterous couple.
Second Young Master Fu volunteered eagerly, "Let me handle this."
A few minutes later, nearly half of the guests present received an AirDrop of a short video on their phones.
This short clip came from a user named "I'm Lei Feng, no need to thank me, just doing good deeds for the people". The recipients were puzzled as they opened the video, while some thought it was spam and declined it.
Those who accepted the video widened their eyes two seconds after opening it. They all simultaneously looked towards the demure woman in a black dress standing next to the memorial tablet.
The video had no sound, but it didn't affect the viewing experience.
Everyone shared the same regret - not knowing who the man was.
As a new-age do-gooder, how could Second Young Master Fu leave everyone curious about such a minor detail?
Just before the video ended, the male protagonist, who had his back to the camera the entire time, finally turned his face, allowing everyone to see it clearly.
This face was so familiar, familiar to the point that everyone had just seen it before entering the room.
This, this, this... some of the older guests thought to themselves, young people these days really know how to play. Look at this good wife, engaging in passionate lovemaking in front of her husband's memorial tablet...
Mrs. Lin, who was still shedding tears, had no idea what had happened. She was immersed in her grief and hadn't noticed the strange looks being cast her way.
Lin Shengli had been busy entertaining guests and finally had a moment to rest. He wiped the sweat from his brow and took out his phone to check for messages from home or work. Instead, he saw a video.
As the male protagonist, he couldn't have been more familiar with this video.
Lin Shengli looked up at his surroundings, feeling the weight of everyone's gaze on him.
Some guests hadn't received the video due to their phone models, and a small portion had rejected it as spam.
This didn't hinder the spread of the information. Even in the information age, word of mouth remained an important means of dissemination.
This form of transmission was happening right now.
After watching the video, wasn't it customary to discuss one's thoughts and feelings with those around, and then morally condemn the male and female protagonists in the video?
Although they might not be moral themselves, everyone tended to cast themselves in the role of the pure and innocent.
Even if some guests in the room hadn't initially seen the video, the enthusiastic sharing between friends and colleagues ensured that everyone soon knew about it.
Lin Shengli's lips quivered. Feeling guilty, he naturally felt that everyone around him was pointing and whispering about him.
But he didn't dare to ask, fearing that he might be the only one who received the video, and his actions would expose him.
Lin Shengli thought the other party wanted to blackmail him, so he typed a message.
[How much money do you want?]
Second Young Master Fu saw this message just before putting away his phone.
Second Young Master Fu: *insert meme of old man looking at phone on subway* Did he look like someone who was short on money?
Seeing no reply for a long time, Lin Shengli sent another message: [How much do you want? Send me your bank account number, I'll transfer the money right away]
In fact, Lin Shengli had already made a rough guess about the person's identity. The video must have been captured by surveillance cameras, so the person could only be a staff member at the funeral. To be more specific, it could be narrowed down to staff related to the surveillance system.
Just as Second Young Master Fu was about to reply, Fu Huixing took the phone from his hand and typed a message.
[Don't need money. Simply don't want you to have it easy]
When Fu Huixing handed the phone back to the second young master, he only said, "Don't cause trouble for others."
Lin Shengli waited for a long time, only to receive this one message.
His dark eyebrows furrowed. Not for money, but simply not wanting him to have it easy?
Could it be that he had unknowingly offended some guest who discovered his actions from last night and deliberately wanted to make things difficult for him?
Lin Shengli's thoughts took a strange turn, and he quickly came up with another possibility - the power of the supernatural.
Could it be the work of his elder brother's spirit?
The more he thought about it, the more chilling it became.
If his elder brother knew about him and his sister-in-law, would he do something to seek revenge?
As the video spread rapidly, Lin Shengli busied himself with finding masters to exorcise ghosts and ward off evil spirits.
As for the flying scandal, Lin Shengli no longer had the energy to pay attention.
People tend to avoid gossipping in front of the subjects involved, but there are no walls that are completely soundproof.
Mrs. Lin soon found out as well. Just thinking about such an embarrassing incident being discussed behind her back nearly made her faint.
Fortunately, her parents-in-law and two children hadn't heard about it yet.
But who knows when they would find out.
After reuniting with his father, Second Young Master Fu received two sharp glares from his dear old dad.
Due to the presence of Uncle Shi, Mr. Fu didn't scold his son at the time.
Once back in the car, just as the second young master was fastening his seatbelt, he received a scolding from his father.
"That 'do-gooder' user, was that you?"
Second Young Master Fu was shocked, "How did you know?"
Mr. Fu was speechless. He wasn't sure before, but now he knew it was definitely this kid.
The second young master stubbornly defended himself, "I was doing a good deed, what's wrong with that?"
Mr. Fu usually didn't interfere with his son's behavior. As long as he didn't date a human trafficker, he could mess around however he liked.
It was rare to see his son so energetic, so Mr. Fu didn't intend to pursue the matter of him meddling in others' affairs.
However, there was one thing he needed to make clear, "Is this how you use the name of an old revolutionary hero?"
Second Young Master Fu said pitifully, "But I was doing a good deed."
His voice grew softer as he seemed to realize the impropriety of his actions.
"I won't do it again."
Mr. Fu coughed lightly, "It's fine to meddle in others' affairs, but don't misuse names like that again!"
The second young master instantly regained his energy, "Yes sir, mission understood!"
This time, Shi Li didn't have any inside sources, so her classmates couldn't get the gossip firsthand.
However, because the gossip was so explosive, they later heard about it from others.
At present, they hadn't yet caught wind of this gossip.
There were rumors within the school that the first-year high school students would be reassigned to different classes after the final exams.
The recent monthly exams would all affect the class assignments, with the final exam carrying the most weight.
In front of the students, the homeroom teacher put on an ugly face, threatening that those who didn't perform well would be reassigned. Behind the scenes, he pestered the director, begging not to reassign the classes.
The director, annoyed by his constant inquiries, told him to go to the principal.
The ball was now in the principal's court, and the homeroom teacher went to pester the principal as if he was clocking in for work.
