After I died, they cried in the live studio

Sang Shuwan sneered disdainfully: "Just you? Stop dreaming. Do you think you still have a chance?" After saying that, Sang Shuwan ignored Sang Jiuyue and turned around to walk gracefully towards the front of the red carpet. Every step he took was steady and confident. Only Sang Jiuyue was left standing there, trembling slightly with anger, his eyes full of unwillingness and resentment.

Only Sang Jiuyue was left standing there, with a determined look in her eyes.

Sang Jiuyue looked at Sang Shuwan's departing back and swore in her heart: "Sang Shuwan, let's wait and see. You won this time, but next time, I will never lose again. I will make you pay the price for what you did today."

The night in Beijing was as thick as ink, but it was torn apart by the bright lights of the top clubs in the city. Sang Jiuyue stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror in her own cloakroom, her face solemn. The arrows and arrows she had encountered in the past while struggling in the entertainment industry made her realize that tonight's banquet hosted by the bigwigs in the industry was a challenge, but also an opportunity to change her fate.

Her eyes wandered among the dresses on the wall, and finally fixed on the blood-red evening dress. The dress was tailored to fit the curves of the body, with a deep V-neck design that was bold yet elegant. The skirt was like a surging red wave, shimmering as she walked. Wearing it, Sang Jiyue looked like a mysterious queen walking out of the dark night.

She sat in front of the dressing table, carefully putting on makeup. The thin eyeliner was slightly raised, outlining her captivating eyes; the vermilion lips complemented the dress, like blood about to drip. On her bun, a gorgeous phoenix hairpin flashed a cold light, like a flame in the dark night.

After everything was ready, Sang Jiuyue arrived at the club in a luxury car. Stepping into the magnificent banquet hall, the noise instantly flooded into her ears. The crystal chandelier cast a dazzling light, illuminating every corner as bright as day. Stars, producers, and directors dressed in gorgeous clothes shuttled among them, with hypocritical smiles on their faces.

Sang Jiuyue was not confused by the scene in front of her. She knew that although it looked like a flourishing place, it was actually a place of fear. She used her eyes to accurately lock onto the big boss of the entertainment industry, Chen Chongshan, in the crowd.

Chen Chongshan was tall, dressed in a suit, surrounded by a group of smiling people. He held a wine glass in his hand, and his eyes swept across the audience, showing his power in every gesture. Sang Jiuyue took a deep breath and walked towards Chen Chongshan. Every step was steady and powerful, as if declaring her determination to this entertainment industry full of undercurrents.

"Mr. Chen, I have long heard of your name. I am honored to meet you today." Sang Jiuyue walked in front of Chen Chongshan, with the corners of her mouth raised, revealing a perfect smile, and her voice was soft but full of power. Chen Chongshan turned his head and his eyes fell on Sang Jiuyue, with a barely perceptible surprise flashing in his eyes. Seeing this, the people around him consciously made way for a little space, and a conversation about Sang Jiuyue's future destiny began.

Chen Chongshan raised a playful smile and looked Sang Jiuyue up and down. Seeing this, the people around him quickly dispersed. In the banquet hall of this top club, the crystal lamps were dazzling, and there were beautiful women in elegant clothes, but at this moment, they all seemed to have become an insignificant background.

"I heard that you are obsessed with foreign things." Chen Chongshan's voice was low and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

Sang Jiuyue's heart skipped a beat, but she put on a perfect smile and said in a sweet voice, "Mr. Chen, there are indeed many things worth learning from the foreign entertainment industry. I want to learn more and bring good things back to China. But in my heart, big figures like you who can call the shots in our domestic entertainment industry are the ones I admire the most."

Chen Chongshan shook his glass, and the red wine in the glass swirled: "Oh? Then tell me, what benefits can you bring to me?"

Sang Jiuyue's eyes flashed with a cunning look, and she leaned forward slightly and said in a low voice: "Mr. Chen, I know a foreign film and television project, and the production team is all top Hollywood talents. If we win the cooperation and release it in China, the box office will definitely be a big hit. By then, your position in the industry will be as stable as Mount Tai."

Chen Chongshan frowned slightly: "This kind of cooperation is not simple, and the risks are not small."

Sang Jiuyue quickly took out a plan from her exquisite bag and handed it to Chen Chongshan: "Mr. Chen, this is the preliminary plan I made. I have a wide network of contacts abroad and can help to make connections and negotiate the cooperation. As long as you nod, I promise to arrange the follow-up matters properly. After the matter is completed, I only ask to play the leading role in the project."

Chen Chongshan took the plan and flipped through a few pages at random. After a moment of silence, he suddenly laughed: "Interesting. Okay, I'll consider it. But you have to do it well for me."

Sang Jiuyue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, with gratitude on her face: "Don't worry, Mr. Chen, I will try my best."

At this time, a pair of eyes were staring at Sang Jiuyue not far away. This man was Su Ran, Sang Jiuyue's ex-boyfriend. They were once in love, but Sang Jiuyue abandoned him without hesitation for fame and fortune. Su Ran has been working hard in the past few years and is now the boss of a new entertainment company.

The assistant beside Su Ran noticed that his face was not right, followed his gaze to look at Sang Jiuyue, and whispered: "Boss Su, isn't that Sang Jiuyue? She seems to be talking to Chen Chongshan."

Su Ran clenched his fists, his eyes full of hatred: "This woman will do anything to climb up the ladder."

The assistant asked cautiously, "Boss Su, do you want me to go and find out?"

Su Ran sneered: "No, I want to meet her in person." After that, he strode towards Sang Jiuyue.

At this moment, Sang Jiuyue was full of joy, immersed in the fame and fortune that was about to come, and did not notice Su Ran approaching at all. Until Su Ran stood in front of her, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice came: "Long time no see, I didn't expect to meet you here."

Sang Jiuyue raised her head suddenly, and when she saw Su Ran, her expression changed slightly, but she quickly regained her composure and responded with a fake smile: "It's you, it's been a long time. I didn't expect you to be qualified to come to this kind of occasion."

Su Ran was hurt by these words. Thinking of the past, he became even angrier: "I came here today to see how unscrupulous you can be for the sake of profit."

Sang Jiuyue taunted, "So what if you use any means necessary? Look at yourself now, and then look at me, and you will know that I made the right choice."

When the two were about to get angry, Chen Chongshan, who had been watching coldly, spoke up: "It seems that you two have a lot of stories, but I hope you won't cause any unpleasantness at my banquet."

Su Ran looked at Chen Chongshan and suddenly had an idea in his mind: "Mr. Chen, I am also very interested in the project you and this lady are discussing. Why don't we talk about it together? Maybe I can provide you with a better solution."

Sang Jiuyue's face suddenly changed when she heard this. She didn't expect Su Ran to do this. Chen Chongshan looked at the two of them with interest, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Oh? That's interesting, why not sit down and have a good talk."

Just like that, in this seemingly luxurious and peaceful banquet hall, a war without the smoke of gunpowder officially began, and no one could predict what the outcome of everything Sang Jiuyue did for fame and fortune would be.

In the luxurious banquet hall, Sang Jiuyue was being extremely fawning towards Chen Chongshan, with a flattering smile on her face and her waist bent as if she would touch the ground at any moment, completely different from her usual cold and aloof appearance in front of the camera.

Suddenly, a group of media reporters swarmed in, flashbulbs like stars. "Mr. Chen, are you working with the beauty internet celebrity to create a hit project?" "Beauty internet celebrity, are you planning to use this to enter the film and television industry?" The questions came like a barrage of cannonballs.

Sang Jiuyue panicked instantly, knowing that the media's random reports would cause disaster. At this time, a group of black-clad bodyguards quickly appeared and blocked the media like a solid wall.

Mr. Qi walked steadily in the crowd. He was wearing a tailor-made suit, with a straight posture and a cold face that exuded a strong aura. When Sang Jiuyue saw him, panic and fear flashed in her eyes.

When Chen Chongshan saw Mr. Qi, he frowned slightly, but remained polite: "Mr. Qi, what are you doing?"

Mr. Qi raised his lips, revealing a seemingly gentle but sharp smile: "Mr. Chen, the banquet hall is a place for discussing serious matters. It is disgraceful for these media to barge in and make a fuss. I am afraid that they will disturb your discussion of cooperation with the beautiful internet celebrity."

Chen Chongshan understood the hidden meaning in the words, snorted coldly, and replied with a fake smile: "Thank you very much, Mr. Qi."

President Qi looked at Sang Jiuyue with a playful look in his eyes: "Beautiful Internet celebrity, we meet again. Those questions just now were difficult to answer, right?"

Sang Jiuyue pretended to be calm, forced a smile, and said in a trembling voice: "Yes, thank you Mr. Qi for helping me out."

Mr. Qi ignored her and looked at Chen Chongshan, his tone confident and unyielding: "Mr. Chen, I have a potential project that I believe you will be interested in. Can we move over to discuss it in detail?"

Chen Chongshan hesitated for a moment, his eyes moving between Sang Jiuyue and Mr. Qi, and after weighing the pros and cons, he nodded: "Since Mr. Qi has invited me, I will go and listen."

After that, the two of them left with their entourage. Sang Jiuyue stood there in a daze, looking at their backs, full of worry, wondering what impact this incident would have on her plan.

In this extremely luxurious banquet hall, a giant crystal chandelier shines dazzlingly above the high dome, like a small sun, illuminating every inch of the space as bright as day. The marble floor underfoot is so shiny that it reflects people's swaying figures, as if in another dream world.

Sang Jiuyue was wearing a blood-red evening gown. The fabric of the gown was like flowing blood, shining charmingly under the light. The slim-fitting cut outlined her figure, and the deep V neckline boldly showed her fair skin. Her long wavy hair was wantonly draped behind her, with slightly curled ends, swaying gently with her movements. At this moment, she stared at Chen Chongshan with her eyes full of eagerness and flattery. The corners of her mouth were raised high, revealing a mouthful of white and neat teeth. In order to get closer to Chen Chongshan, she leaned forward slightly, almost sticking to him, and held a glass of champagne in her hand, shaking it gently from time to time, causing tiny ripples in the glass.

Chen Chongshan was bloated and had a big belly. His expensive suit was a little out of shape. His face was round, his double chin was stacked, his eyes were narrowed into two slits, and his eyes were worldly and shrewd. He casually held the wine glass in one hand, and the red wine in the glass rippled gently with his occasional movements. With the other hand, he habitually touched his belly, listening to Sang Jiuyue's flattery, and occasionally let out a few low laughs, which seemed to be a bit proud and contemptuous.

Not far away, Sang Shuwan was like an ice lotus blooming in the cold night, exuding a cool breath. She was wearing a light blue off-shoulder evening dress. The fabric of the dress was light and flowing, like flowing moonlight, dotted with tiny crystals, and flickered with every movement she made. Her skin was as white as snow and as delicate as mutton-fat jade. Her long, black and shiny hair was carefully coiled up, and a few strands of hair fell on her fair neck, adding a bit of charm. Her eyes were like a deep and bottomless pool, revealing coldness and alienation. Under her high nose bridge was a thin lip without red lipstick. At this moment, she hugged her arms in front of her chest, tilted her head slightly, and looked down at the farce of Sang Jiuyue with a condescending attitude, with a faint mocking smile on the corner of her mouth.

Nancy stood beside Sang Shuwan, wearing a short pink evening dress with layers of lace on the hem, making her look like an exquisite Barbie doll. Her hair was curled in playful curls and pinned with a glittering bow hairpin. On her round face, a pair of big eyes flickered, full of curiosity. She clasped her hands in front of her, leaned forward slightly, and whispered a few words to Sang Shuwan from time to time, her eyes full of excitement of watching the fun.

The other guests around also had different attitudes. Some men in neat suits, holding glasses in their hands, chatted with each other, and laughed heartily from time to time. Their eyes revealed their pursuit and desire for fame and fortune; some ladies in gorgeous evening gowns, some elegantly took a sip from their glasses, their eyes wandered among the crowd, looking for opportunities to move themselves to the next level; some gathered in twos and threes, whispering to each other, their eyes flashing with gossip, and from time to time looked at Sang Jiuyue and talked in a low voice.

A group of media reporters were like a pack of hungry wolves, holding cameras and video equipment, trying to break through the defense line formed by the bodyguards. Their faces were full of anxiety, and they kept shouting various questions: "Ms. Sang, does this cooperation mean that you will completely transform?" "Mr. Chen, can you reveal the specific investment amount of the project?" Their eyes were shining with excitement and expectation, as if as long as they dug up these explosive materials, they could take their careers to the next level.

The bodyguards, all in black suits, were tall and sturdy, like an insurmountable wall of people. They had serious expressions and cold eyes, staring at the reporters closely, with their hands crossed in front of their chests, using their bodies to block the reporters' advance, and from time to time they issued low warnings to defend this small area.

This luxurious banquet hall has a huge crystal chandelier hanging from the high ceiling, which shines brightly, illuminating the marble floor and reflecting the swaying figures of people. The air is filled with the fragrance of high-end perfumes and fine wines, and soft classical music flows like a gurgling stream in every inch of the space.

Sang Jiyue was wearing a blood-red evening gown, like a burning flame, with a slim fit that highlighted her figure, a deep V-neckline that showed off her fair skin, and long wavy hair that swayed behind her. She stared at Chen Chongshan with eager, flattering eyes, her mouth corners raised, revealing her white teeth, and she leaned forward, shaking the champagne in her hand.

Chen Chongshan was bloated, his suit was stretched out of shape, his face was round and double chin, his eyes were narrowed into slits, revealing sophistication and shrewdness. He held a wine glass in one hand, the red wine was rippling, and he touched his belly with the other hand. He listened to Sang Jiuyue's flattery and laughed from time to time, with smug contempt in his laughter.

In a corner of the banquet, a group of celebrities sat around. Celebrity A wore a light pink off-shoulder evening gown with delicate lace trims, like a dream princess. She held a small folding fan in her hand, waving it gracefully, and her pearl earrings swayed gently. Celebrity B wore a royal blue fishtail skirt, outlining her graceful figure, and a dazzling diamond necklace. They whispered to each other, talking about the latest fashion trends and popular parties, and occasionally glanced at the dignitaries present, their eyes full of expectation and calculation.

Not far away, the dandies gathered together. Young Master C wore a custom-made white suit, an expensive brooch on his collar, and a shining watch on his wrist. He held a whiskey in one hand and gestured with the other, talking excitedly about sports cars and yachts, and the young masters around him laughed along. Young Master D held a cigar in his mouth, blowing out smoke rings, looking around for excitement and fun.

At the edge of the banquet hall, several children were playing. The little girl was wearing a tutu, like a little princess in a fairy tale, with a bow tied on her head, holding a delicate doll, and running and laughing. The little boy was wearing a small suit, with his hair combed neatly, holding a toy gun to "fight", full of energy. On the stage, the host was wearing a gorgeous dress, with delicate makeup, holding a microphone, and his voice was mellow and pleasant. He introduced important guests and announced the activities, always smiling appropriately, and controlling the rhythm of the whole scene.

A-list star E was surrounded by the crowd, wearing a designer's limited edition dress, simple and elegant yet luxurious, and his every move was full of celebrity style. He chatted and laughed with celebrities from all walks of life, shared interesting stories about filming, and his eyes were confident and calm, enjoying the attention of the crowd.

18th-tier celebrity F was in the corner, wearing a cheap dress, feeling uneasy. She looked around nervously, trying to find an opportunity to meet a noble person. Seeing first-tier celebrity E, envy and jealousy flashed in her eyes, she straightened her clothes, mustered up the courage to approach and talk to him, but was ignored and could only retreat awkwardly.

Sang Jiuyue saw the right moment, and when she saw the crowd around Chen Chongshan disperse, a light flashed in her eyes. She took a deep breath, picked up the champagne, and walked towards Chen Chongshan gracefully. "Mr. Chen, I've been looking for a chance to talk to you. Do you think our company can reach a cooperation agreement?" She smiled sideways, her voice soft and clear, and then her eyes were pitiful, biting her lower lip, "To be honest, my career is in a difficult situation, and I sincerely hope that you can recommend some business. With your status and connections, it will be of great help to me."

Chen Chongshan squinted at Sang Jiuyue, rubbing the edge of the wine glass with his fat fingers, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Oh? What benefits can you bring to me?"

Sang Jiuyue's heart tightened, but she still smiled: "Mr. Chen, I have resources abroad. If you nod, I will matchmake for the cooperation and bring you surprises. I will do my best for your project and guarantee that you will be satisfied."

Chen Chongshan did not respond immediately, but raised his head and drank the red wine. People around him cast curious glances at him, and the air seemed to freeze as everyone speculated on the direction of the conversation. Meanwhile, in the banquet hall, celebrities were still competing with each other, dandies continued to have fun, children laughed, the host announced the show, and the stars performed their own stories in the world of fame and fortune. Every minute and every second of this banquet was a performance of all kinds of life.

In this luxurious banquet hall, celebrities dressed in gorgeous clothes, clinking glasses, laughing and talking. Soft music flows in the air, interweaving with the sound of people's conversations to create a lively scene.

At this moment, a sharp cry broke the noise. It turned out to be the little boy in a neat suit with neatly combed hair. His face was covered with tears and his eyes were full of fear and helplessness. He was just happily playing the "battle" game with his friends, but he accidentally found himself separated from his parents.

The crying of the little boy instantly attracted the attention of the people around. The elegant conversation and laughter of the socialites came to an abrupt end. Socialite A frowned her carefully groomed eyebrows, with a hint of displeasure on her face, as if the crying broke the elegant atmosphere she had carefully created; socialite B stopped fiddling with the folding fan in her hand, with a little worry in her eyes, but more hesitation, not knowing whether to step forward to help.

The crying also interrupted the interest of the young men. Young Master C was talking in the middle of his speech, his hand still in the air, the smile on his face froze instantly, he turned his head to look in the direction of the little boy, muttering: "Whose child is this, so ignorant." Young Master D flicked the ash of the cigar in his hand, frowned, and seemed to be very annoyed by the sudden crying.

On the stage, the host was passionately introducing the next segment. The crying made him pause, but his years of hosting experience allowed him to quickly adjust his state. He still maintained a professional smile on his face and signaled to the staff to handle the matter with his eyes.

A-list star E was originally chatting with the celebrities around him, showing off his star style. After hearing the crying, he turned slightly, a trace of concern flashed in his eyes, but he was soon attracted by the compliments of the people next to him.

F, an 18th-tier star who was already feeling uneasy in the corner, saw the little boy crying, and a trace of pity flashed in her eyes. She no longer hesitated and walked quickly towards the little boy. She squatted down, looked at the little boy gently, and asked softly: "Little boy, what's wrong with you? Can't you find your parents?" The little boy sobbed and couldn't speak a complete sentence, but nodded desperately. F took out a tissue from her bag, carefully wiped the tears from the little boy's face, and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, sister will help you find your parents."

At the same time, Sang Jiuyue was having a heated conversation with Chen Chongshan. Hearing the crying, she just glanced at him impatiently and continued to say to Chen Chongshan with a smile on her face: "Mr. Chen, look at this matter..." Chen Chongshan was also distracted by the crying and glanced in the direction of the little boy, but quickly turned his attention back to Sang Jiuyue and nodded perfunctorily.

The atmosphere in the banquet hall became a little subtle because of the crying of the little boy. The staff ran around looking for the boy's parents, while the 18th-line star F stayed with the little boy, comforting him softly, trying to bring him a little warmth and security. Her actions were particularly dazzling in this occasion full of fame, fortune and vanity.

In this luxurious banquet hall, the crystal chandeliers shined with dazzling light, reflecting the marble floor as bright as a mirror, and people's figures swayed on it. The air was filled with the rich fragrance of high-end perfumes and fine wines, and soft and soothing classical music flowed in the air, creating a dreamlike atmosphere.

At this time, the banquet hall was noisy, and celebrities dressed in gorgeous clothes, holding wine glasses, chatting and laughing. However, a sharp cry suddenly sounded, breaking the noise. It turned out to be the little boy in a neat suit and neatly combed hair, with tears on his face and fear and helplessness in his eyes. He was separated from his parents. He was playing the "battle" game happily with his friends before, but now he was in a panic.

The crying of the little boy instantly attracted everyone's attention. At this moment, the news media with a keen sense of smell reacted quickly. Like sharks smelling blood, they rushed towards the little boy with cameras and recording microphones. The camera lenses flashed with cold light, and the eyes of the reporters were full of excitement and eagerness, all wanting to catch this explosive point that could become a hot search.

Sang Jiuyue was talking to Chen Chongshan, planning their cooperation. Glancing at the media's movements and the crying little boy under the spotlight, a shrewd look flashed in her eyes. Almost instantly, her face was replaced with a look of deep concern. She gracefully put down the champagne glass in her hand, and walked towards the little boy with light steps.

"Baby, don't be afraid." Sang Jiuyue walked to the little boy, squatted down, and her voice was as gentle as the spring breeze. She took out a lace handkerchief from her exquisite handbag and gently wiped the tears from the little boy's face. Her movements were gentle and skillful. "Sister is here, let's look for mom and dad together, okay?"

With Sang Jiuyue's gentle comfort, the little boy's crying gradually became softer, only sobbing occasionally, looking at Sang Jiuyue with tearful eyes.

Sang Jiuyue took the boy's hand, stood up, and said to the people around her: "Don't panic, let's help the child find his parents." Then, she took the boy and searched around the banquet hall. As she walked, she chatted with the boy in a soft voice, trying to distract his attention and make him no longer afraid.

Not far away, 18th-tier celebrity F also wanted to help, but was pushed aside by the sudden influx of media. Looking at Sang Jiuyue's performance in front of the camera, F's eyes flashed with a hint of disappointment, but more of helplessness.

After some searching, Sang Jiuyue finally found the little boy's parents. The couple looked anxious, and their eyes instantly turned red when they saw that the child was safe and sound. The mother hugged the little boy in her arms and burst into tears. The father held Sang Jiuyue's hand tightly and said gratefully: "Thank you so much, Miss Sang! If it weren't for you, we really don't know what to do."

Sang Jiuyue had a gentle smile on her face and said softly, "It's okay, this is what I should do. Seeing that the child is safe, I feel relieved."

The media's cameras recorded the entire scene. That night, the topic of "Sang Jiuyue's heartwarming rescue of lost children in the banquet hall" quickly became a hot search. Netizens left comments and liked them in the comment area, praising Sang Jiuyue for her kindness. Sang Jiuyue looked at the rising popularity and praise on her phone, and her mouth corners unconsciously rose, with a proud light in her eyes. In her opinion, this accident not only did not disrupt her plan, but instead became an excellent opportunity for her to take a step further in the world of fame and fortune.

In another corner of the banquet hall, Sang Shuwan was wearing a light blue slim-fitting evening gown, just like a quiet lake, naturally exuding a cool and elegant temperament. Next to her, Nancy was wearing a playful pink puffy skirt, but at this moment, her face was red with anger, and her face was full of indignation.

Nancy stamped her feet vigorously, her eyes wide open, and she said loudly: "Sang Jiuyue is too much! She actually used this poor child to hype up her reputation just to save her reputation that has long been tarnished. She is really heartless!"

Sang Shuwan's eyebrows were furious, her beautiful eyes seemed to be filled with anger, her chest was heaving violently, and she was obviously trying to suppress the rage in her heart. She gritted her teeth and spoke word by word, "This behavior is simply outrageous! How could she use an innocent child as a tool to attract attention and seek personal gain? Her previous scandals were all irrefutable evidence, and now she is trying to deceive the public with this hypocritical drama. It is simply unacceptable!"

Nancy's face was filled with worry, her brows knitted tightly into the shape of a "川" character. She asked, "But now the media is promoting her story. Could it be that the public is really being fooled by her?"

Sang Shuwan's eyes suddenly became resolute, with the flame of justice burning in them. She said firmly: "Justice may be late, but it will never be absent. I will never tolerate her doing whatever she wants here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Sang Shuwan took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and then took firm and powerful steps, walking towards where Sang Jiuyue and the media gathered without hesitation.

Walking up to the crowd, Sang Shuwan straightened his back and said loudly: "Everyone, don't be fooled by the illusion in front of you! Everything she did today was a carefully planned farce. She has a long history of bad deeds, and now she wants to whitewash herself through this means. We must not let innocent children become a stepping stone for her to climb up to fame and fortune!"

As soon as these words came out, the scene was in an uproar. The attention of the media reporters was immediately drawn, and they all turned their cameras to Sang Shuwan. For a moment, the flash lights flashed wildly, making it difficult for people to open their eyes.

Sang Jiuyue's face turned pale instantly, as if all the blood had been drained out of it. She stood up suddenly, pointed her finger at Sang Shuwan with a trembling voice, and said in a trembling voice due to anger and panic: "You... don't spit bloody words at me here!"

Sang Shuwan was not afraid at all. His eyes were like two sharp daggers, piercing straight at Sang Jiuyue, and every word he said was powerful: "How dare you pat your chest and say that you are not acting in this drama to save your image? Everyone present knows it clearly. What we should do most now is to help the child find his parents, instead of indulging some people to use the child's fear to satisfy their own selfish desires!"

Just when the two sides were deadlocked, the little boy's clear and tender voice suddenly rang out: "I remember, my mother said that if you can't find them, go to the service desk at the entrance of the banquet hall!" Everyone woke up from their dream and hurriedly surrounded the little boy and walked quickly towards the service desk. Sang Jiuyue stood there like a sculpture. The suspicious and contemptuous eyes of the people around her were like sharp needles, deeply piercing her body, making her feel like sitting on pins and needles, and she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. The storm that happened in the banquet hall was like a high-hanging mirror, clearly reflecting the good and evil, beauty and ugliness in the depths of human nature.

Just as the two sides were deadlocked, the crowd suddenly separated and saw Mr. Qi approaching slowly with steady steps. He was wearing a well-cut black suit, a neatly ironed white shirt and a dark gray tie that perfectly showed his calmness and competence. His hair was combed meticulously, his eyes were deep and sharp, and he looked majestic without being angry.

After Mr. Qi stood still, he looked straight at Sang Shuwan. Although there was a faint smile on his face, the smile did not reach his eyes. He said, "Miss Sang Shuwan, why are you so concerned about other people's affairs?" He slightly turned sideways and looked at Sang Jiuyue beside him, and continued, "This lady helped the child out of kindness, and everyone has seen it. It's a bit inappropriate for you to interfere."

Sang Shuwan raised her eyebrows when she heard this. She met Mr. Qi's gaze fearlessly, and said in a firm but somewhat cold tone, "Mr. Qi, I am not concerned about other people's affairs, but the truth. Everyone is not completely unaware of Sang Jiuyue's past behavior. At this time, it is hard not to suspect that she is using the child for hype. I just don't want innocent children to be involved in this farce, and I don't want the public to be deceived by false appearances."

Sang Jiuyue seemed to have regained her confidence, and some color returned to her face. She took a step forward and said aggrievedly, "Mr. Qi, look, I only wanted to help the child, but Miss Sang Shuwan slandered me like this. I... I am really wronged." As she spoke, she squeezed out a few tears, looking pitiful.

President Qi frowned slightly and looked at Sang Shuwan, with a warning tone in his voice: "Miss Sang Shuwan, you can't slander others without solid evidence. Acting like this in such a public place may not be good for your reputation."

Nancy couldn't help but stand up and said angrily: "Mr. Qi, are you only listening to one side of the story? She has had so much negative news before, and her behavior this time is too suspicious."

President Qi glanced at Nancy with a cold expression, and ignored her words. Instead, he cast his eyes on Sang Shuwan again, as if waiting for her response. At this time, the banquet hall was silent, and everyone held their breath, watching this confrontation. The air was filled with tension, as if a taut string could break at any time.

Just when the atmosphere was tense and everyone was holding their breath, there was a slight commotion at the entrance of the banquet hall. Alice was tall, with an elegant but unquestionable momentum, striding towards the crowd. She was wearing a royal blue slim dress, and the sequins on the dress sparkled under the lights, like stars in the night sky. Her long wavy hair casually draped over her shoulders, making her face more bright and charming, and her aura more powerful.

Alice walked straight to Sang Shuwan's side, stood still, stared at Mr. Qi with a sharp gaze, and said in a clear but authoritative voice: "Mr. Qi, what you said is wrong. Before the facts are clear, how can you easily judge that Miss Sang Shuwan is slandering others?"

Mr. Qi narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Alice who suddenly appeared, a faint sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and responded with a slightly mocking tone: "Alice, this matter seems to have nothing to do with you, why do you have to intervene?"

Alice was not moved by Mr. Qi's attitude at all. She chuckled and said, "Mr. Qi, everyone has the right to speak out when it comes to right and wrong. Your female artist has had a lot of negative news in the past. Now that she is under the spotlight of the media, this "good deed" is indeed full of doubts. It is reasonable for Miss Sang Shuwan to stand up and raise questions. How can it be considered slander?"

The grievance on Sang Jiuyue's face froze instantly, and a trace of panic flashed in her eyes. She bit her lower lip and pretended to be calm and retorted: "Alice, don't be misled by Sang Shuwan, I really want to help the child."

Alice turned to look at Sang Jiuyue, her eyes so sharp that they seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, and said, "If you really have a clear conscience, why should you be afraid of others' doubts? It's better to have a clear explanation for today's incident, otherwise, you will not be able to take off the hat of using children for hype."

Mr. Qi's face darkened. He crossed his arms over his chest and said coldly, "Alice, don't think you can do whatever you want. In this circle, some things can't be done the way you want them to be."

Alice raised her chin and responded confidently: "Boss Qi, I never try to cover up everything. I just stand on the side of justice. There are so many people here today. Everyone has a scale in their hearts. Who is right and who is wrong will be judged by the public."

At this time, everyone in the banquet hall was talking and talking. Everyone's eyes moved back and forth between Mr. Qi, Alice, Sang Shuwan and Sang Jiuyue. This sudden head-on confrontation made everyone realize that the dispute surrounding the child, fame, wealth and the truth had just begun.

Alice stood beside Sang Shuwan, staring at Mr. Qi with a fierce gaze, and said bluntly: "Mr. Qi, your words are too biased. How can you casually accuse Miss Sang Shuwan of slander before the truth comes out?" (End of this chapter)