After I died, they cried in the live studio

Chapter 116 Let go
"Then what should we do?" Sang Jiuyue asked anxiously, "I want them to pay the price for what they did today!"

"Don't be impulsive." Mr. Qi pondered for a moment and said, "Alice and Farah have a lot of power behind them. We can't act rashly. We need to think long-term and come up with a comprehensive solution."

"But I can't wait any longer!" Sang Jiuyue said anxiously, "I want to take revenge on them now!"

"You need to stay calm!" Mr. Qi said sternly, "Being impulsive will only make things worse. We must first collect evidence against them and find their weaknesses, and then strike at them in one fell swoop, leaving them powerless to fight back."

"Okay, I'll listen to you, Mr. Qi." Although Sang Jiuyue was unwilling, she also knew that what Mr. Qi said made sense, so she could only temporarily suppress the anger in her heart.

"Don't worry, I will definitely help you vent your anger." Mr. Qi patted Sang Jiuyue's shoulder and comforted her, "Before that, you have to adjust your state well and don't let this matter affect your work."

"Yes, I understand, Mr. Qi." Sang Jiuyue nodded, "Thank you."

"Okay, you go back first." Mr. Qi said, "I will keep you informed if there is any situation."

Sang Jiuyue left Mr. Qi's office, her eyes still full of hatred and unwillingness. She secretly vowed to make Alice and Farah pay a heavy price for what they did today.

At the same time, Alice and Farah were also discussing countermeasures. They knew that Sang Jiuyue and Mr. Qi would not give up, and the days ahead would definitely not be peaceful.

"We need to collect evidence of Sang Jiuyue and Mr. Qi's crimes as soon as possible." Alice said, "Only in this way can we completely expose their true colors and make them receive the punishment they deserve."

"Okay, I'll arrange it right away." Farah nodded, "I'll find some reliable people to secretly investigate their whereabouts."

"In addition, we have to strengthen the protection of Sang Shuwan." Alice said, "Sang Jiuyue will definitely not let her go, we have to ensure her safety."

"I will send a few bodyguards to protect her 24 hours a day," Farah said, "I will never let Sang Jiuyue have the chance to hurt her."

"Well, that's good." Alice nodded, "We must act as soon as possible and not let them get ahead of us."

After the two discussed it, they started to act separately. They knew that this competition would be extremely fierce, but they were fully prepared to meet the upcoming challenge.

In this entertainment industry full of competition and interests, a war without gunpowder is quietly starting. Let us wait and see who will have the last laugh.

The sun lazily sprinkled on the tea table in the garden, and the fragrance of tea rose from the exquisite silver teapot. Alice, Farah and Sang Shuwan sat together, and the table was filled with colorful macarons, which were small and exquisite, exuding an alluring sweet fragrance.

Sang Shuwan took a bite of the macaroon, a comfortable look on her face, "Today's weather is perfect for sitting down and having afternoon tea."

Alice picked up the teacup and took a sip, but frowned slightly, "If it weren't for the terrible incident with Sang Jiuyue this morning, today would have been even more perfect."

Farah put down the snack in her hand, looking angry, "That's right, she was so arrogant in the restaurant today, I get angry just thinking about it now."

Sang Shuwan put down his teacup curiously, "Sang Jiyue? What's she up to again?"

Alice told Sang Shuwan everything that happened in the restaurant that morning, from Sang Jiuyue's aggressive walk in, to her sarcastic ridicule, to their ruthless counterattack.

After hearing this, Sang Shuwan raised her eyebrows, "Why is she still so excessive, targeting us again and again. She has been trying to trip me up before, and now she's targeting you again."

Farah crossed her arms and said with a determined look, "We can't let her bully us like this any longer. We have to find a way to deal with her."

Alice thought for a moment and said, "She is so arrogant because she relies on Mr. Qi's support. If we want to fight back, we have to take a long-term view."

Sang Shuwan nodded slightly. "She has been following us all these years, snatching resources and traffic from us, using all means possible. We should let her have a taste of being counterattacked."

Farah's eyes lit up, and she suddenly had an idea. "We can use the media to expose her shameful deeds in the past, such as hiding her artists and maliciously suppressing her competitors. Expose her true face to the public and see how she can still be so arrogant."

Alice shook her head. "This method is feasible, but it's not enough. The media's wind direction changes too quickly, and the team behind her will definitely find a way to do public relations. We need a more comprehensive plan."

Sang Shuwan pondered for a moment and said slowly: "We can start with her business. Hasn't she always relied on traffic and topics to maintain her popularity? We can find a way to cut off her resources. Contact those brands that have cooperated with her and expose her bad behavior in the cooperation so that they dare not cooperate with her again."

Alice's eyes lit up and she clapped her hands in praise. "That's a good idea! Plus media exposure, it's a two-pronged approach. If she loses her resources, let's see how she can survive."

Farah also nodded repeatedly, "Yes, we can also unite with some righteous colleagues to boycott her together. There is strength in numbers. No matter how powerful she is, she can't withstand the boycott of so many people."

The three of them were discussing heatedly, and the counterattack plan was gradually being perfected. They knew that this battle with Sang Jiuyue would not be easy, but they were fully prepared and were determined to make Sang Jiuyue pay the price for her actions.

The warm sunlight penetrated the large French windows and fell on the sofa in the living room, giving the whole space a soft golden edge. Alice, Farah and Sang Shuwan sat together, with steam rising from the coffee cups on the table. The rich aroma of coffee mixed with the sweet aroma of snacks filled the air. It should have been a pleasant afternoon, but everyone's expressions were slightly solemn.

Sang Shuwan gently put down the coffee cup in her hand. The exquisite bone china cup collided with the tray, making a crisp sound, but it failed to break the depression. She rubbed her temples, her face showing the fatigue after the long journey, as well as the helplessness and irritability after being disturbed by Sang Jiuyue: "This trip is finally over. I thought I could relax, but Sang Jiuyue was really restless all the way."

Alice lazily leaned on the sofa, her long wavy hair scattered randomly. She sighed softly and tapped the armrest with her slender fingers from time to time. "That's right. She has been making trouble since the beginning of the trip. She was even more excessive in the restaurant. If there weren't so many people around, I would have wanted to teach her a lesson and let her know why the flowers are so red."

Farah sat up straight. She was wearing a neat business suit, and her eyes revealed sharpness and anger. "She is so arrogant and unscrupulous just because she has the support of Mr. Qi behind her. She has been making trouble in the circle for many years. I really hope she can learn a lesson soon and stop doing whatever she wants."

As he was talking, the doorbell rang suddenly. Sang Shuwan got up to open the door, and saw Jiang Cimu standing at the door with a concerned look on his face. He was tall and straight, wearing a simple yet classy casual outfit, and his deep eyes were full of concern for Sang Shuwan.

"Ci Mu, why are you here?" Sang Shuwan asked in surprise, but the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously, revealing a faint smile.

Jiang Cimu walked into the living room, greeted everyone, and sat down next to Sang Shuwan. He leaned forward slightly and looked at her with concern: "I heard that you were back, so I hurried over to see you. How was your trip? Did you have a good trip?"

Alice couldn't help but complain first: "What's the point of going smoothly? Sang Jiuyue made things so chaotic along the way. When we were in the restaurant, she deliberately came to pick a fight. Her sarcastic attitude was really unbearable."

Then, Sang Shuwan told Jiang Cimu everything that happened during the trip with Sang Jiuyue, from the initial secret rivalry to the fierce conflict in the restaurant. The more Jiang Cimu listened, the gloomier his face became, and anger burned in his deep eyes. He unconsciously clenched his fists, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged slightly.

"That's too much!" Jiang Cimu said angrily, his voice low but full of power, "How could she do this? This is no longer a simple personal grudge. She is destroying the ethos of the entire industry, relying on the power behind her to act recklessly."

Sang Shuwan shook his head helplessly, a trace of loneliness flashing in his eyes: "She has been like this all these years. She will do anything to get promoted, maliciously competing and suppressing newcomers. I'm used to it. Every time I try to keep things quiet, she gets worse."

Jiang Cimu looked at Sang Shuwan with a look of heartache in his eyes. He gently held Sang Shuwan's hand and said firmly, "We can't go on like this. Giving in will only make her more arrogant. It's time to fight back. We can't let her bully you like this. We can't let her destroy everyone's lives and careers."

Farah also echoed, "That's right, we have discussed this before. We can't just sit there and wait for death. We have to find a way to let her know that we are not easy to mess with. We can't let her walk around in the circle anymore."

Alice sat up straight, looking serious, tapping the table with her slender fingers. "We can start with her connections. The reason why she is so arrogant is largely because she has the support of President Qi and some other people with vested interests behind her. We should find a way to cut off these connections and leave her isolated and helpless. Without those backers, she won't be able to get going."

Jiang Cimu nodded, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "This method is feasible. I know some people who are in competition with Mr. Qi, and they have long been fed up with Mr. Qi's style of doing things. I can mediate and put some pressure on Mr. Qi, so that he will be too busy to support Sang Jiuyue openly. But this requires some skills, and we must not let them realize that we are behind it, so as not to alert the enemy."

Sang Shuwan frowned slightly, with a trace of worry in his eyes: "But isn't this too risky? What if they find out? Will it anger them and make things worse? Moreover, Mr. Qi has been in the circle for many years and has a complex network of contacts. Can we really cut off their contact?"

Farah patted Sang Shuwan on the shoulder and comforted her, "Wanwan, we can't be so passive anymore. Simply avoiding the problem won't solve any problem, it will only put us in a worse situation. And we will act carefully and won't let them notice it easily. We will collect evidence, find the right time, and strike at once. As long as we plan carefully, we will succeed."

Jiang Cimu continued, "In addition to personal connections, we can also start with public opinion. Sang Jiuyue has done so many bad things over the years, so there must be a lot of black material. We collect evidence of her malicious suppression of newcomers, manipulation of public opinion, and unfair competition, find some reliable media friends, and expose it at the right time. Let the public see her true face, and the pressure of public opinion will make it difficult for her to turn over, and even if she wants to quibble at that time, it will be useless."

Alice added: "Yes, we can also unite some righteous colleagues and speak out together to expose her evil deeds. There is strength in numbers. No matter how powerful she is, she can't withstand the boycott of so many people. And we can use social platforms to guide the direction of public opinion and make her the target of public criticism."

Everyone was talking at once, and the discussion was in full swing. A plan to fight back against Sang Jiuyue gradually took shape in their minds. They knew that this fight would be extremely difficult, and the road ahead was full of unknowns and challenges, but in order to protect their own rights and interests, and to restore the fairness and justice that the industry deserved, they had made full preparations, and they would never back down even if the road ahead was full of thorns.

In this seemingly peaceful afternoon, a storm is quietly brewing. Sang Jiuyue, unaware of the impending crisis, is still immersed in her own world, doing whatever she wants. But what she doesn't know is that a big net of counterattack is slowly spreading, and what awaits her will be the punishment she deserves.

Sang Jiuyue walked into the company as usual with high spirits, her high heels making crisp sounds on the polished marble floor. But today, the sound seemed a little abrupt.

As soon as she stepped into the office area, the originally noisy space suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes were on her like a spotlight, with curiosity, surprise, and more of a complex emotion that she couldn't understand. She subconsciously straightened her back, pretended to be calm, and pulled a smile that she thought was appropriate, but she felt a little uneasy in her heart.

Back in her own lounge area, she couldn't wait to open her phone to check out the latest entertainment news to consolidate her popularity. However, the trending search that popped up on the screen struck her like a thunderbolt: "Female star Sang Jiuyue openly challenged two female CEOs, Farah and Alice, and overestimated her own abilities, causing heated discussions across the Internet."

Sang Jiuyue's hands began to tremble uncontrollably. She clicked on the hot search and was flooded with comments and videos. The video showed her quarrel with Farah and Alice in the company's meeting room today, and her domineering appearance was vividly displayed. The comments section was full of ridicule: "A little star really takes herself seriously and dares to provoke two business tycoons. Now it's going to be a good show." "Don't you see what your status is? Showing off in front of two female bosses is just asking for trouble."

Sang Jiyue felt dizzy, she never thought that her momentary impulse would lead to such terrible consequences. She tightly grasped the phone, her knuckles turned white from the force, and Farah and Alice's calm yet mocking eyes kept appearing in her mind. She felt regretful, but she was helpless.

Sang Jiuyue clicked on the trending search with trembling fingertips, and her originally rosy face turned pale in an instant. She stared at the screen, watching her arrogant appearance in the video and Farah and Alice's calm and strong responses, her lips trembled slightly uncontrollably.

Her breathing became rapid, her chest rose and fell violently, and she slammed her phone on the table with a "bang", holding her head with both hands, her body shaking slightly uncontrollably. "How could this happen? How dare they..." She murmured to herself, her voice full of disbelief and panic. After a while, she raised her head again, a trace of anger and unwillingness flashed in her eyes, and she quickly picked up the phone and frantically called her assistant, shouting: "How do you do things? How could you let this happen! Find a way to solve it for me immediately!" After hanging up the phone, she paced back and forth in the office, the sound of her high heels stepping on the ground was chaotic, each step was heavy and urgent, and her face was full of anxiety and uneasiness.

Sang Jiuyue was still pacing in the office in a panic when her cell phone suddenly rang. The sharp sound was particularly harsh in the silent space. She was startled by the sudden sound and frantically searched for her cell phone on the desk piled with documents. When she saw that the call was from Mr. Qi on the screen, her heart sank suddenly and an ominous premonition came to her mind.

"Hello, Mr. Qi..." Sang Jiuyue tried to make her voice sound steady, but the slightly trembling ending still revealed her inner nervousness. Mr. Qi's concise and powerful voice came from the other end of the phone, asking her to go to the office immediately. Sang Jiuyue hung up the phone, took a deep breath, and tried to calm her pounding heart. She tidied her slightly messy hair in front of the mirror, patted her cheeks, trying to restore some color to her pale face, and then walked towards Mr. Qi's office with a frivolous but pretending to be calm.

Along the way, colleagues looked at her with curiosity, speculation, and even gloating. Sang Jiuyue felt like she was on edge, biting her lower lip tightly and quickening her pace, her high heels making a hasty and chaotic sound on the smooth ground.

Finally, she stood in front of Mr. Qi's office door. She raised her hand, hesitated for a moment, and then knocked on the door gently. "Come in." Mr. Qi's voice came from inside, neither cold nor hot, but it made Sang Jiuyue's heart beat faster again.

She pushed open the door and saw Mr. Qi sitting at his desk with a calm expression, flipping through a document. Mr. Qi did not look up at her immediately, but continued to focus on the document in his hand, which made Sang Jiuyue even more nervous. Her palms were already soaked with sweat, and her fingers unconsciously tugged at the corners of her clothes.

"Boss Qi, I..." Sang Jiuyue tried to break the suffocating silence and spoke. Boss Qi finally raised his head and looked straight at her. There was no anger and blame in his eyes as Sang Jiuyue expected, which made her a little confused for a moment.

"Things are not as spread online, I just..." Sang Jiuyue hurriedly explained. She spoke very quickly, as if she was afraid that President Qi would not give her a chance to speak. "I just wanted to give Farah and Alice a little warning at the time and let them know who has the final say in the company. I really didn't expect things to become so serious and even become a hot topic..." As she spoke, she observed President Qi's expression, hoping to find a hint of understanding or sympathy on his face.

Mr. Qi listened quietly without interrupting her. When she finally finished, Mr. Qi's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a barely perceptible appreciation: "Well done."

Sang Jiuyue was stunned for a moment, her mouth open, the explanations and apologies she had prepared were stuck in her throat. The panic on her face had not yet faded, and she was even more confused, her eyes wide open, she had never expected that Mr. Qi would react like this.

"Qi...Mr. Qi, what did you say?" Sang Jiuyue suspected that she might have heard it wrong and asked cautiously.

"I said, you did a good job." President Qi repeated, his tone more firmly, "Why do you think I have been tolerating Farah and Alice's arrogance in the company? They think that they have a little business sense and some connections behind them, so they can ignore the company's rules and regulations and ignore me as the boss." A cold light flashed in President Qi's eyes, "Your actions today just serve as a reminder to them, and also let those who are ready to make a move in the company know who is the real power holder."

Sang Jiuyue finally understood that Mr. Qi was using her. She felt a little upset. She thought it was just a fight of pride, but she became a pawn in Mr. Qi's hands. But at the same time, she felt a little lucky that she did not offend Mr. Qi because of this incident.

"However, we can't just let this matter go." President Qi changed the subject, "It's causing a lot of uproar online, and it has a certain impact on the company's image. You need to cooperate with the public relations department to handle this matter well and guide public opinion in a direction that is beneficial to us."

"I understand, Mr. Qi." Sang Jiuyue nodded quickly, "I will definitely do my best."

"Go ahead. Once this matter is handled, you will definitely benefit from it." Mr. Qi waved his hand, indicating that she could go out.

Sang Jiuyue walked out of Mr. Qi's office and took a deep breath. She knew that the days ahead would not be easy, but at least, she didn't have to worry about being abandoned by the company because of this incident. She looked at the complicated looks from her colleagues around her, and her lips slightly raised, revealing a confident smile. Anyway, she and Mr. Qi finally won this round.

Back in her office, Sang Jiuyue immediately called the public relations team together to discuss a response plan. She sat at the head of the conference table, her eyes firm and her tone decisive, completely different from the flustered her in CEO Qi's office just now.

"We need to first issue a statement to show the company's seriousness about this matter and emphasize that this is just a misunderstanding, not so-called workplace bullying or provocation." Sang Jiuyue said as she wrote down key points on the whiteboard. "Then, we need to find some influential media and big Vs to cooperate with us and publish some reports and comments that are favorable to us to guide public opinion."

The members of the PR team nodded in agreement, and everyone began to work together. Sang Jiuyue looked at the busy scene in front of her, and a sense of accomplishment surged in her heart. She knew that this was her chance to prove herself, and she must seize it.

In the following days, Sang Jiuyue and the PR team worked day and night and finally succeeded in steering public opinion in a favorable direction. The online comments gradually changed from one-sided accusations to discussions about the truth of the matter and recognition of the company's handling of the matter. As a result, Sang Jiuyue's position in the company was further improved, and her name began to be known by more people.

However, Sang Jiuyue was not dazzled by the success. She knew that this was just the beginning, and there was still a long way to go and many challenges for her to face. But she was ready. She believed that as long as she worked hard and was smart enough, she would be able to gain a foothold in this highly competitive workplace and realize her dream.

Mr. Qi suggested that he and Sang Jiuyue go to the restaurant to discuss in detail. Along the way, Sang Jiuyue was full of doubts and couldn't guess what Mr. Qi was planning. She sat in the passenger seat, looking through the car window at the street scene that was constantly receding outside the car window. The shop signs and pedestrians on the street hurried by, but she had no intention of appreciating them. The atmosphere in the car was a bit dull, with only a slight engine sound and the sound of wind from the air-conditioning outlet. Mr. Qi drove the car attentively, occasionally glancing at the rearview mirror, but never breaking the silence. Sang Jiuyue's fingers tapped lightly on her knees unconsciously, and her inner uneasiness became stronger.

Finally, the car slowly stopped in front of a hidden and high-end restaurant. The restaurant's appearance was low-key and luxurious. The wall lamps on both sides of the door emitted soft warm light, reflecting on the marble steps in front of the door. Mr. Qi got out of the car first, and Sang Jiuyue hurriedly followed. The waiter at the door greeted them enthusiastically and opened the door for them.

Walking into the restaurant, the decoration style inside is elegant and exquisite. There are exquisite oil paintings hanging on the walls. There is a bunch of beautiful flowers on each table. The air is filled with the fragrance of flowers and food. Under the guidance of the waiter, Mr. Qi went straight to a private room by the window. The private room is warm and comfortable. There are several soft chairs next to a solid wood round table. Through the window, you can see the quiet garden outside.

As soon as the two sat down, President Qi got straight to the point: "Sang Jiuyue, this public opinion crisis was handled quite well, but there are still many troubles to come." Sang Jiuyue sat up straight and unconsciously clasped her hands together. She listened attentively, but her heart was in turmoil. She leaned forward slightly, staring at President Qi, afraid to miss any word.

President Qi picked up the teacup and took a sip. The steam rose and blurred her face. She continued, "As for Shen Yichen, you'd better let him give you some advice. If Shen Yichen can really help you, I think many entertainment media are under the Shen Group, and they will help you when the time comes."

Hearing the words "Shen Yichen", Sang Jiuyue's eyes changed instantly, with a complex expression of helplessness and expectation. She subconsciously tightened the corner of her clothes and whispered, "Boss Qi, Yichen and I... there are some complexities between us." Her voice trembled slightly, as if she was trying to suppress the emotions deep in her heart.

President Qi frowned slightly, put down the teacup with a soft crisp sound, and said earnestly: "I know there may be some minor frictions between you and your wife, but at this critical moment, you have to put it aside. The influence of the Shen Group in the media circle is a vital help to your current situation. As long as you can convince him and make good use of this relationship, this storm will not only be completely calmed down, but it may also become an opportunity for your career advancement."

Sang Jiuyue bit her lower lip, and the cold and familiar face of Shen Yichen emerged in her mind. She recalled the little things they had experienced together before, the sweetness and quarrels, the warmth and cold war, and felt mixed emotions for a while. They were once a model couple in the eyes of everyone, and the vows at the wedding were still echoing in their ears, but their married life was full of contradictions and misunderstandings. As the heir of the Shen Group, Shen Yichen was busy with work all day, often leaving early and returning late, and the time they spent together was getting less and less. Sang Jiuyue worked hard in the entertainment industry and also had her own career pursuits and pressures. The communication between the two gradually became less and less, and conflicts followed.

Once, in order to prepare for an important award ceremony, Sang Jiuyue practiced dance and vocal music day and night, hoping to have an outstanding performance at the ceremony. During that time, she was exhausted physically and mentally, and longed for Shen Yichen's care and support. However, because of an important project of the company, Shen Yichen worked overtime in the company for several consecutive days and did not even have time to go home. After the award ceremony, Sang Jiuyue returned home with a grievance, but found that the house was empty, and there was no one to talk to. At that moment, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

Another time, Shen Yichen's mother was sick and hospitalized and needed someone to take care of her. Although Sang Jiuyue was busy with work, she still took time to visit her mother-in-law in the hospital. However, in the hospital, she had an argument with Shen Yichen's sister over some trivial matters. After Shen Yichen learned about it, he not only did not stand on her side, but also blamed her for being ignorant and not knowing how to take care of her family's feelings. This incident made Sang Jiuyue feel extremely chilled. She felt like an outsider in this family and could not be recognized no matter how hard she tried.

These memories came flooding back to her mind, and Sang Jiuyue felt a sharp pain in her heart. She took a deep breath, raised her head, and a firm look appeared in her eyes: "Mr. Qi, I understand. I will go talk to Yichen."

President Qi nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, this matter cannot be delayed, you should do it as soon as possible. Report to me at any time if there is any progress."

After leaving the restaurant, Sang Jiuyue sat in the car, looking out the window at the busy streets, with a lot of thoughts in her mind. Night had fallen, the neon lights of the city were flashing, the streets were crowded with cars and pedestrians. She took out her cell phone, looked at Shen Yichen's name in the address book, hesitated for a long time, and finally pressed the dial button with trembling fingers. The moment the call was connected, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, as if it was about to jump out of her throat.

"Hello?" Shen Yichen's low voice came from the other end of the phone. The voice was still familiar, but it made Sang Jiuyue feel a little strange.

Sang Jiuyue opened her mouth, but found that her throat seemed to be choked by something, and she couldn't speak for a while. Her mind was blank, and the words she had prepared disappeared without a trace.

"Is it you?" Shen Yichen asked again, with a hint of doubt in his voice.

"It's me..." Sang Jiuyue finally found her voice. She tried to make her voice sound calmer. "Yichen, I...I want to meet you. I have something to tell you."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment. Just when Sang Jiuyue thought Shen Yichen would refuse, he finally said, "Okay, see you at the old place at 7 o'clock tomorrow night." After that, he hung up the phone.

Sang Jiuyue held her phone in her hand, staring blankly ahead, feeling mixed emotions. She didn't know what was waiting for her this time, would it be Shen Yichen's cold rejection, or his understanding and support? She didn't dare to imagine, and could only pray silently in her heart, hoping that everything would go well.

After returning home, Sang Jiuyue lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. She stared at the ceiling, and the scene of meeting Shen Yichen tomorrow kept appearing in her mind, imagining various possible situations. She was worried that Shen Yichen would ridicule her because of the previous conflict, and she hoped that he would help her through this difficult time for the sake of their relationship.

Before she knew it, it was already daybreak. Sang Jiuyue got up from the bed and looked at her haggard face in the mirror. She had dark circles under her eyes and was exhausted. She simply washed up and started to choose clothes. She wanted to show her best side in front of Shen Yichen, so she searched through the closet and finally found a suitable dress.

At 7 o'clock in the evening, Sang Jiuyue arrived at the restaurant she had agreed to meet with Shen Yichen on time. This restaurant was a place they used to frequent, and the decoration style inside had not changed. The familiar music sounded in her ears, which made Sang Jiuyue feel warm in her heart.

Shen Yichen was already sitting at the dining table. He was wearing a neat suit, his hair was neatly combed, and his face was still stern. When he saw Sang Jiuyue coming in, he nodded slightly and motioned for her to sit down.

Sang Jiuyue walked to the opposite side of him, sat down gently, and unconsciously placed her hands on her knees, rubbing them nervously. She raised her head and looked into Shen Yichen's eyes, trying to find a trace of warmth and understanding in his eyes, but all she saw was indifference and alienation.

"What do you want from me?" Shen Yichen was the first to break the silence. His voice was low and calm, without a trace of ripples.

Sang Jiuyue took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to say, "Yichen, I'm in trouble. You should have seen the news online. The incident between Farah, Alice and I has caused a lot of controversy. Now the company is facing a lot of pressure from public opinion. President Qi said that if we can get your help and use the influence of Shen Group in the media circle, we may be able to calm down this storm."

Shen Yichen listened quietly, without any expression on his face. After Sang Jiuyue finished speaking, he said calmly: "So? What do you want me to do?"

Sang Jiuyue looked into his eyes and said sincerely, "I know there are many conflicts between us and we have many unpleasant memories. But this time it is really a serious matter. It is not only related to my career, but also to the future of the company. I hope you can help me for the sake of our relationship as husband and wife."

Shen Yichen was silent for a moment. He picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and then said, "You know, I never wanted you to get involved in the entertainment industry. It's too complicated and too chaotic. I hope you can live a stable life and not be in the spotlight all day. But what about you? You never listen to me and always do what you want."

Sang Jiuyue's eyes dimmed, she lowered her head and said softly: "I know you are doing this for my own good, but this is my dream and I don't want to give up. Over the years, I have been working hard just to get your recognition and support."

Shen Yichen looked at her, a hint of imperceptible heartache flashed in his eyes, but he quickly returned to indifference: "Your dream is important, but what about our family? Over the years, we have been together less and more, and the relationship between husband and wife has become increasingly weak. Have you ever thought about my feelings?"

Sang Jiuyue raised her head, tears flashing in her eyes: "I have thought about it, and I know that I have let you down and let this family down. But now things have come to this point, and I really have no other choice. Yichen, I beg you, please help me."

Shen Yichen looked at her crying and felt a little shaken. He thought of the days when they were in love, and those sweet memories kept emerging in his mind. He sighed and said, "Okay, I can help you. But you have to promise me that after this matter is over, you will think about our relationship carefully. We can't go on like this."

Sang Jiuyue nodded quickly, her eyes full of gratitude: "I promise you, as long as we can get through this difficult time, I will agree to anything you ask for."

Shen Yichen nodded and said, "I will ask the media under the Shen Group to help you publish some positive reports and guide the direction of public opinion. At the same time, I will also arrange for the public relations team to help you develop a detailed response plan. Don't worry, this matter will be settled soon."

Sang Jiuyue said excitedly: "Thank you, Yichen. Thank you so much."

Shen Yichen looked at her with a hint of tenderness in his eyes: "No need to thank me, we are still husband and wife after all."