Sang Li saw that Sister ng seed to want to say sothing and quickly spoke first.
"I’m just checking out your work environnt and plans, let’s go, the car should be waiting below."
Upon hearing this, Sister ng dared not oppose.
She could only smile and say, "Alright, Mr. Sang, please lead the way."
Sang Li glanced at Chu Yin and walked forward.
As Chu Yin prepared to follow, Sister ng pulled her back.
"Chu Yin, what’s going on? Why is Mr. Sang looking for you?"
Chu Yin explained, "Didn’t Mr. Sang say he was just passing by? Besides, is there anything in Hai City he doesn’t know?"
She said this deliberately to intimidate Sister ng.
Sure enough, Sister ng beca flustered.
She pressed her lips together but ultimately said nothing.
Chu Yin quickly left; she enjoyed seeing Sister ng frustrated.
But now wasn’t the ti to confront Sister ng, who knows who else she might harm otherwise?
...
Arriving at the studio, everyone stood to greet Sang Li.
"Mr. Sang."
"Hello, Mr. Sang."
Chu Yin walked behind, feeling a sense of being treated differently for so reason.
Suddenly, she understood why Sang Li insisted on coming along.
He was worried about her.
As they reached the dressing room, Sang Li pushed open the door and glanced at Chu Yin.
"You go ahead and put on your makeup, I’ll look around. If anything cos up, have Zhou Zhao find ."
"Okay."
Chu Yin walked into the dressing room, and as Sister ng was about to follow, Zhou Zhao blocked her.
"Don’t you have anything else to do? You’ve been wandering around aimlessly. What are you doing watching others do their makeup? Go ahead and tell them to prepare."
"But..."
Sister ng glanced at Chu Yin.
Chu Yin pretended not to hear and turned to speak with the makeup artist.
Sister ng noticed the noticeable red marks on Chu Yin’s neck and said no more; after all, Chu Yin would only embarrass herself today.
Sister ng turned and left.
Not far away, she received a text ssage.
Looking back, she saw no one was watching and walked to a more secluded spot in the parking lot.
Chu Wu rolled down the car window, displeased, "What’s going on? Didn’t you say she probably wouldn’t co?"
Sister ng pointed at her neck, "Her neck is full of allergic reactions. She insisted on coming. I don’t understand why she would want to make a fool of herself. If she didn’t co, then you could replace her in the show. I’ve even thought up the script for you, and the response would definitely be great. But who knew..."
Chu Wu clenched her fist, extrely frustrated.
"It’s okay, the paparazzi have already contacted with news, they captured photos of Chu Yin at the hospital. Once the live broadcast starts, I’ll have them release the news."
"Sure, at least it can reduce her current popularity by half. She’s really lucky today, Mr. Sang unexpectedly made ti to co and accompany her to the studio," Sister ng comnted casually.
"What? Mr. Sang ca?"
Chu Wu imdiately opened the car door to get out.
Sister ng stopped her, "Where are you going? Showing up now would just make Chu Yin suspicious of you."
Chu Wu stopped and turned to look at Sister ng.
"Today, I need to ensure nothing goes wrong. You should know you are here to help ."
"Got it, there’s fifteen minutes before it starts. I’ll head back, and you wait fifteen minutes before having the paparazzi post the news," Sister ng soothed.
"Okay."
Chu Wu sat back in the car.
Sister ng turned away and imdiately showed a disdainful expression.
She really thinks I’m working for her?
Idiot, full of herself.
After her insult, Sister ng returned to the studio.
Soon the live broadcast started, the host finished introducing and invited today’s guests to the stage.
The last one was Chu Yin.
Sister ng took out her phone to record, just in case Chu Wu failed, she would have so material to use.
Unexpectedly, Chu Yin appeared as beautiful as ever, though her neck still had so redness.
Sister ng was stunned holding the phone.
How could this be?
She thought Chu Yin had applied a heavy layer of powder on her face, but zooming in on the phone screen showed no signs of allergies on Chu Yin’s face.
The host noticed the red marks on Chu Yin’s neck too.
"Chu Yin, is there sothing wrong?"
"Got allergies yesterday, although I took dicine, it’s still a bit red," Chu Yin calmly exposed her neck.
The host quickly followed up, "Unexpectedly, even like this, you ca to our studio. Thank you so much."
Chu Yin smiled, "I know many fans are waiting for , I don’t want to disappoint everyone."
She looked at the cara with concern and smiled, "How is that little sister doing after her fall? Seeing your support, even if I’m not looking my best, I want to et you all."
After so greetings, the broadcast room quickly filled with people.
The little sister who had fallen in the hotel lobby also appeared to thank Chu Yin.
The live broadcast began to bustle, despite Chu Yin’s neck not looking great, the popularity remained unaffected.
Sister ng surprisingly put down her phone.
She quickly sent a ssage telling Chu Wu not to hurry with the press release.
Unexpectedly, there was already a response from Chu Wu with a situation arising on her end.
Sister ng hadn’t even sent her ssage when Chu Wu’s ssage arrived.
"Can’t reach the paparazzi."
"Impossible."
"The phone isn’t going through. How did you even find this paparazzi? Such a great chance, completely ruined."
"Not necessarily, your sister isn’t having any issues, nor disfigured."
Sister ng finished sending the ssage and looked towards Chu Yin on stage. As she turned, she coincidentally noticed Sang Li smiling at her.
Despite being gentle and warm, his phoenix eyes gave a sense of sharp coldness.
Sister ng gave a forced smile, and upon looking again, Sang Li had already left.
Was she imagining things?
The live broadcast finished smoothly, with Chu Yin staying for photos.
She glanced beyond the cara and realized Sang Li had disappeared.
Did he go to the restroom?
...
Sang Li left the studio, Zhou Zhao ca up.
"How do we handle the paparazzi? I saw the draft he had on his computer; it was written according to Chu Wu’s requirents, very inappropriate."
Talking about Chu Yin getting plastic surgery was mild; extre words included borrowing money for surgery, becoming a surgery monster, all destructive comnts.
Sang Li squinted, "I don’t want to see him again, go deal with it."
Zhou Zhao was briefly taken aback, but nodded.
He didn’t expect his young master to be so angry.
As Zhou Zhao left, Sang Li went to wait for Chu Yin in the dressing room.
Unexpectedly, after waiting ten minutes, the person who arrived was Chu Wu.
Chu Wu’s attire mimicked Lin Zhiyi.
As a jewelry designer, Lin Zhiyi matched her clothes based on the accessories.
Typically preferring sets as the main style.
In other words, lazy.
The Chu Wu in front wore an outfit similar to Lin Zhiyi’s, with features resembling Lin Zhiyi’s face.
Even her deanor imitated Lin Zhiyi.
Sang Li paused but said nothing.
Chu Wu feigned surprise, "Sorry, I ca into the wrong room."
Sang Li acknowledged briefly without any intention to keep her.
Chu Wu, incredulous, exited the dressing room.
She checked her reflection outside, adjusted her clothes, and pushed the door open again.
"Hello, is this Chu Yin’s dressing room?"
"Yes." Sang Li casually picked up a magazine, not looking at Chu Wu.
Chu Wu approached, constantly trying to attract Sang Li’s attention.
"Hello, I’m Chu Wu. Chu Yin’s sister."
"..." Sang Li remained silent.
"You...haven’t heard anything about ? My sister isn’t the type of person who would hide things, why would she conceal this?"
Chu Wu looked troubled, frowning.
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