The weather in Shenghai remains scorching.
Inside a black Cadillac, the girl carrying a guitar just now is sitting in the backseat, sipping on iced juice.
A middle-aged man in a black suit is seated beside her.
"Yinghan, the program team has already been sorted out. You can just go straight to the interview."
"Dad! I told you, I’ll handle it myself. Why do you always have to pull strings?"
"I’m just trying to help you."
The middle-aged man gazes at the girl in front of him with doting affection.
"But this way, they’ll think I have no real ability."
"How could that be? I’ve already checked with the program team—the trainees they’re recruiting aren’t particularly exceptional."
"If that’s the case, then you should let go for the interview on my own."
Mu Yinghan isn’t happy with the arrangents made by her family.
"I know if you go alone, relying on your ability, you’ll definitely get selected. But there are also quite a few ’resource players’ there. I’m worried you might get pushed out by them."
Mu Yinghan falls silent at her father’s words. She’s not afraid of fair competition, but getting sidelined by those "resource players" would leave her indignant.
"Yinghan, since this ti it’s a girl group-based audition, I found you two partners. Their companies have business dealings with us."
Mu Yinghan can only nod helplessly. She feels "utterly despairing" because, in her father’s eyes, she’ll always be a kid.
To help her build a career in the entertainnt industry, her father even created an entertainnt company for her and gave her significant shares.
He even opened a jewelry company to elevate her status, and she serves as the company’s spokesperson.
Yet, she still dreams of carving out her own path with her talent.
While Mu Yinghan is silently brooding, Ye Yuwei and Lv Fangxin are sitting in a little hole-in-the-wall restaurant eating.
Having gone nearly an entire day without food, Lv Fangxin is wolfing down her bowl of zhajiang noodles, completely ignoring any semblance of ladylike deanor.
"Sis, why aren’t you eating?" Lv Fangxin asks as she stares pitifully at her nearly empty bowl.
Ye Yuwei swallows hard. She actually wants to eat as well, but the resolve to maintain her figure firmly occupies her mind.
"Fangxin, if you don’t mind, you can have it! I’m on a diet."
"Oh my god! Sis, your figure’s already perfect. Why are you still dieting?"
As she speaks, Lv Fangxin grabs Ye Yuwei’s bowl, adds a spoonful of chili oil, and begins eating.
"Boss, a bottle of water please." Ye Yuwei watches her with concern.
"Here’s your water." With a slightly hoarse voice, a bottle of water is placed on the table.
Ye Yuwei instinctively glances up: what a sweet-looking girl.
She doesn’t strike an imdiate impression, but her features are remarkably pleasant to look at.
A round face, plump apple cheeks full of collagen, looking soft and full of vitality.
She’s smiling now, her eyes curved into a crescent shape. This person looks like a rainbow after the rain.
Ye Yuwei notices the muscle definition of her legs under a pleated skirt—well-toned and strong.
This isn’t the result of regular labor; she must either practice dance or sports. Ye Yuwei leans toward the forr because this girl exhibits the sa kind of "expression managent" as herself.
"Jiang ngqi, why are you still working? Co on, we need to talk!" A slightly chubby girl with long hair, round eyes, and a round face that looks sowhat adorable runs in hurriedly.
Beside her is another girl who appears more composed, with a mature and quiet deanor, sporting an over-ear short hairstyle.
"Ah! Why are you guys here? What’s so urgent?" Jiang ngqi asks, looking puzzled.
"Good news! The group is calling us back." The slightly chubby girl whispers.
Jiang ngqi’s eyes light up imdiately.
Her girl group hasn’t perford for months.
Lately, she’s been stuck at ho helping sell all kinds of noodles.
Dreaming of reviving her girl group ambitions, she practices dance every day.
Seeing Lu Qiushuang’s mysterious expression, it might really be so external gig.
The three girls hurriedly leave the shop.
"Sis, I’m so full! Where are we staying tonight?"
Her thoughts interrupted, Ye Yuwei looks at the overeager foodie and responds helplessly, "We’ll stay at a hotel first and look for an apartnt tomorrow."
"Sure! Let’s buy so snacks to eat tonight!"
Looking at her partner’s expectant eyes, Ye Yuwei grits her teeth and nods.
"Sis, this place is really nice, and the bathroom is massive. Let’s bathe together so I can scrub your back."
"Thanks, but no, I’m used to showering alone."
The overly enthusiastic Lv Fangxin nearly scares Ye Yuwei into running away.
"Sis, what’s there to be afraid of? We’re both girls. If you bathe alone, how will you scrub your back? It’s so hot here, you sweat so much—if you don’t clean thoroughly, you’ll grow dirt."
"It’s fine; I have tools specifically for scrubbing."
"Oh! Well then, Sis, could I borrow that back scrubbing tool?"
"...The one I have is worn out. I’ll buy you a new one instead."
Sighing deeply, Ye Yuwei resigns herself to fate. What sort of misfortune has she brought upon herself?
Little does she know, as soon as she sets foot into Shenghai, Wu Jingxiang is already aware of her return.
Wu Jingxiang from "Idol Heaven" glances at the docunts Wu Hao handed over and sneers.
"Cousin, should I stop her from participating?"
"Not necessary. After she hits a wall, she’ll co back appreciating ."
Wu Hao looks at Wu Jingxiang, full of self-confidence, with mixed feelings.
After much persuasion, Wu Hao convinced Wu Jingxiang to abandon her revenge against Yu Manting, though she still refuses to spare Ye Yuwei.
Wu Hao finds Wu Jingxiang’s actions disdainful.
All for one woman—it’s not worth it. With the Wu family’s status, what kind of woman isn’t within reach?
Yet, as soone living under the Wu family’s thumb, Wu Hao knows that without their protection, he wouldn’t be thriving in the film and television industry as he does.
Among the entire Wu family, the only one who didn’t treat him like an "outsider" or a "stray dog" was this cousin.
"Cousin, I can set up an entertainnt company and have Ye Yuwei sign with us. Then, you can use ’legal ans’ to bind her."
"I don’t want to resort to coercion. She’s tasted the perks of being a ’resource player,’ and now she’s fallen back to reality. That sense of contrast will be enough to crush her."
Wu Jingxiang chuckles.
"Right now, she’s still harboring hope, thinking she can make it through effort alone. This ti, as long as we shatter that illusion, she’ll obediently return."
Wu Hao nods. "You have a point."
"Cousin, for this program that Penguin is producing, I want to send so of our talent to participate. After all, the people we’ve signed need exposure."
"Do as you see fit. I won’t interfere in the specifics."
Wu Jingxiang understands Wu Hao’s ssage—sending people there could help him monitor Ye Yuwei’s movents while stirring up so trouble.
But Wu Jingxiang feels it’s unnecessary; in her eyes, Ye Yuwei is nothing more than background noise.
"Cousin, could you help sign that girl nad Lv Fangxin?"
"Oh?"
"Since Ye Yuwei brought her along, she might be important to her. I want her under my control." Wu Jingxiang speaks with a dark expression.
"Alright, I’ll have her signed by one of our subsidiary companies." Wu Hao replies.
Once out of Wu Jingxiang’s office, Wu Hao imdiately makes a call.
"Liu Yushu, get everyone ready. We’ve decided to participate in that talent show."
"Thank you, Mr. Wu." On the other end, Liu Yushu, who’s doing a street broadcast, shouts excitedly.
Lately, she and her team have been running around the city live-streaming at various locations.
Whether at zoos, botanical gardens, or libraries—finally, they’ve secured an actual gig this ti.
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