After I died, they cried in the live studio

Chapter 142 Pretending to be Green Tea

Sang Shuwan ignored her provocation, just glanced at her calmly, and then continued to close her eyes to rest. She knew in her heart that the real competition was not in the verbal battle, but on the audition stage.

Finally, it was Sang Shuwan's turn to audition. She took a deep breath and walked steadily into the audition room. Facing the director, producer and a group of judges, she was not nervous or stage fright at all. As the music sounded, she quickly got into the role and performed the heroine's tenacity, confusion, struggle and hope vividly. Her every look and every movement was full of appeal, as if she was the heroine looking for light in the darkness. After the audition, the entire audition room was silent for a moment, and then there was a warm applause. Director Li Ming nodded with satisfaction and spoke highly of her performance.

However, Sang Jiuyue's audition was equally wonderful. With her rich acting experience and unique personal charm, she played the heroine in a different style. Her performance was full of passion and tension, which also left a deep impression on the judges. After the audition, the director and producer fell into a dilemma. The two performances had their own merits and it was difficult to make a decision for a while.

Just when Sang Shuwan and Sang Jiuyue were anxiously waiting for the result, something unexpected happened. A negative report about Sang Shuwan suddenly appeared on the Internet, saying that she acted like a big shot and disrespected the staff when filming her last TV series, and it was accompanied by some seemingly "confirmed" screenshots of chat records. This report quickly spread on the Internet, sparking heated discussions among netizens. Some netizens who did not know the truth accused Sang Shuwan in the comment section, and her fans began to waver, and some even quit following her and turned against her.

Sang Shuwan was furious and anxious after seeing these revelations. She knew that this was most likely Sang Jiuyue's doing, but she had no evidence. Her agent Alice ran around trying to contact the whistleblower to clarify the facts, but the whistleblower never showed up. Some brands that were originally interested in her also began to hesitate, and some even said they would suspend cooperation with her.

At this critical moment, Sang Jiuyue, who had been against her, made an unexpected move. She found the whistleblower through her connections. It turned out that the whistleblower was a bribed internet celebrity who fabricated the false information under the instructions of others. Sang Jiuyue produced evidence and threatened that if the whistleblower did not apologize publicly, she would sue him in court. The whistleblower was afraid of taking legal responsibility, so he had to issue an apology statement and admitted that all the whistleblowers were false.

With Sang Jiuyue's "help", Sang Shuwan's crisis seemed to be resolved smoothly, and the surging negative public opinion gradually subsided. Although Sang Shuwan's attitude towards Sang Jiuyue had changed subtly, the vigilance accumulated over the years had not been completely eliminated.

Since then, Sang Jiyue seemed to have become a different person, and was particularly warm to Sang Shuwan. On the set, she often took the initiative to get close to Sang Shuwan, share her snacks, and ask about Sang Shuwan's recent situation from time to time, acting like a good sister.

"Shu Wan, you look in good shape today. Do you want to go out for dinner together after work?" Sang Jiuyue asked with a smile, her eyes full of anticipation.

Sang Shuwan was full of doubts, but it was not easy to refuse directly, so he could only force a smile and responded: "It depends on the situation. I have a lot of things to do recently."

As time went by, Sang Jiuyue's "enthusiasm" grew. Once, when Sang Shuwan was preparing for an important shoot and was concentrating on studying the script, Sang Jiuyue came over and said with concern: "I see you have put a lot of thought into this scene. I have some previous experience here, maybe it can help you." Then, he began to talk nonstop.

Sang Shuwan seemed to be listening attentively, nodding in response from time to time, but she was wondering in her heart: Why is she so enthusiastic all of a sudden? Something must be wrong when things are out of the ordinary. So, she just thanked him politely and didn't take Sang Jiuyue's words to heart.

Until one day, Sang Shuwan accidentally heard Sang Jiuyue talking on the phone with someone else. Although he could only hear a few words, one of the sentences, "Wait until she makes a fool of herself in this play, and see how she can still be proud of herself", made Sang Shuwan alert instantly.

After work that day, Sang Shuwan found Sang Jiuyue, stared straight into her eyes, and said coldly: "Don't pretend, I thought you really changed, but I didn't expect you to be the unscrupulous Sang Jiuyue. You helped me before, but it was also hypocritical, you were just waiting to see me laugh and step on me at the critical moment, right?"

Sang Jiuyue's face turned pale in an instant, her eyes began to evade, and she tried to explain: "Shu Wan, you misunderstood, I really want to help you..."

"Don't explain, I'm not a fool." Sang Shuwan interrupted her, "Since you still want to continue fighting, then come on, but I won't let you plot against me like before." After saying that, Sang Shuwan turned and left, leaving Sang Jiuyue standing there alone, at a loss.

Sang Shuwan turned and left, leaving Sang Jiuyue standing there, the panic on her face gradually replaced by resentment. Looking at Sang Shuwan's receding back, Sang Jiuyue bit her lower lip tightly, her eyes red, and the grievance and unwillingness in her heart surged like a surging tide.

"Why, why can she always stand on the moral high ground to accuse me! I'm obviously the one who has been ignored! For so many years, I have been suppressed by her in every way. This time I helped her with good intentions, but this is the result I got in return!" Sang Jiuyue murmured in a low voice, her tone full of resentment, her nails dug deeply into her palms, leaving white marks.

Back in the lounge, Sang Jiyue sat in front of the makeup mirror, looking at her painted face in the mirror, feeling unwilling. She took out her cell phone and dialed a familiar number.

"Brother Wang, it's me, Sang Jiuyue. I need you to do me a favor. Haven't you always wanted to dig up big news? Now's your chance... Yes, issue a press release and say that I was bullied by Sang Shuwan and have been suppressed by her for so many years. This time I really helped her but she bit me back... You can make up any details, as long as you can ruin her reputation, money is not a problem!" Sang Jiuyue spoke very quickly, with an unquestionable ruthlessness in her tone.

After hanging up the phone, Sang Jiuyue leaned back in her chair, a look of determination flashing in her eyes: "Sang Shuwan, since you won't give me a way out, don't blame me for being cruel. This time, I will definitely ruin your reputation."

Soon, a press release titled "Sang Jiuyue Cries: My True Love Was Misplaced, Sang Shuwan's Coldness Is Chilling" went viral on major entertainment media platforms. In the article, Sang Jiuyue portrayed herself as a kind and innocent victim who was only seeking peace, while Sang Shuwan became a narrow-minded and ungrateful villain. The article was also accompanied by "evidence" carefully prepared by Sang Jiuyue, several out-of-context chat screenshots and some blurry on-set video clips.

"For so many years, I have been trying to resolve the conflict with Sang Shuwan, but she has always been hostile to me. This time when she encountered a crisis, I extended a helping hand without hesitation, but I didn't expect that what I got in return was her slander and humiliation. I am really sad..." In the press release, Sang Jiuyue's tearful "self-narration" made many netizens believe it to be true.

The comment section was instantly flooded with angry netizens:

"Sang Shuwan is going too far. How can she treat the people who helped her like this?"

"I used to like her, but I didn't expect she would be this kind of person. I've turned from a fan to a hater!"

"Sang Jiyue is so pitiful. I will never trust Sang Shuwan again!"

At the same time, Sang Shuwan was preparing for a new play, unaware that a storm of public opinion was coming towards her. When her agent Alice rushed into the room, Sang Shuwan realized the seriousness of the matter.

"Shuwan, look at the news! Sang Jiuyue is really going too far, actually confusing right and wrong!" Alice handed the phone to Sang Shuwan, her face flushed with anger.

Sang Shuwan looked at the disgusting comments on the phone screen, frowning, and a surge of anger surged in his heart: "This Sang Jiuyue is actually playing dirty! It seems that she won't give up unless she is taught a lesson."

"We have to find a way to clarify this quickly, otherwise your image will be completely ruined!" Alice said anxiously.

Sang Shuwan took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down: "Don't worry, since she wants to play, then I will play with her to the end. Let's collect evidence first, and then fight back. I don't believe that the truth can be covered up by her forever!"

Sang Shuwan and Alice began to run around looking for evidence to prove Sang Jiuyue's conspiracy. They contacted the relevant people in the breaking news and tried to restore the truth of the matter. In the process, they found that in order to discredit Sang Shuwan, Sang Jiuyue not only bribed some small Internet celebrities and marketing accounts, but also coerced and bribed some studio staff to make them perjure themselves.

After some hard work, Sang Shuwan finally collected enough evidence. She decided to hold a press conference to expose Sang Jiuyue's true face in public.

On the day of the press conference, the venue was packed with reporters and fans. Sang Shuwan, wearing a smart black suit, walked onto the stage with a serious look.

"Today, I stand here to clarify some facts and clear my name." Sang Shuwan's voice was firm and powerful. "Sang Jiuyue's so-called 'sincere help' and 'being humiliated by me' are all lies she made up. Her purpose in doing this is to discredit me and suppress my career."

Then, Sang Shuwan showed the evidence she had collected, including the recording of the phone call between Sang Jiuyue and the whistleblower, the transfer records of bribing staff, and the original versions of the tampered chat screenshots and videos.

The reporters in the audience were shocked and began to take photos and record. The netizens who were watching the live broadcast also began to change their attitudes and condemned Sang Jiuyue's behavior.

"So that's how it is. Sang Jiyue is so mean. She actually resorted to such means!"

"It's wrong to blame Sang Shuwan. She is the victim."

"Sang Jiyue must apologize!"

Faced with this sudden reversal, Sang Jiuyue was at a loss. She tried to refute on social media, but her defense seemed pale and powerless, which made more people believe Sang Shuwan's words.

Sang Shuwan did not give up and decided to pursue legal action against Sang Jiyue. Her lawyer filed a lawsuit against Sang Jiyue, accusing her of defamation, defamation and other crimes.

In court, Sang Shuwan and Sang Jiyue confronted each other again. Sang Shuwan calmly stated the facts, while Sang Jiyue lowered her head and dared not look directly at the eyes of the crowd. In the end, the court ruled that Sang Jiyue lost the case. She not only had to publicly apologize to Sang Shuwan, but also had to pay a huge amount of compensation.

After this incident, Sang Shuwan's career was not greatly affected. On the contrary, she won more respect and support because of her courage and persistence. However, Sang Jiuyue was boycotted by the entertainment industry because of her actions, and her career plummeted.

In an interview, the reporter asked Sang Shuwan about his opinion on this matter. Sang Shuwan smiled and said, "I always believe that the truth may be late, but it will never be absent. In this entertainment industry full of temptations and competition, we should stick to our bottom line and win respect with strength and sincerity."

This battle between the old rivals ended with Sang Shuwan's victory. In this storm, Sang Shuwan also strengthened his belief and continued to shine on the road of acting and write his own glorious chapter.

On a sunny afternoon, people were coming and going at the entrance of Sang Shuwan's company building. Sang Jiuyue was wrapped up tightly, wearing a hat, sunglasses and a mask, mixed in with a group of reporters, holding a miniature recording device in his hand, looking like a paparazzi.

She knew in her heart that Sang Shuwan was about to come out of the building, and this time, she must seize the opportunity to give Sang Shuwan a fatal blow. As time passed, Sang Jiuyue became impatient and kept pacing in place, but her eyes were always fixed on the door of the building.

Finally, Sang Shuwan showed up. She was dressed in a neat business suit, walking hurriedly, with a tired look on her face. Upon seeing this, Sang Jiuyue immediately rushed over and surrounded Sang Shuwan with a group of reporters.

"Ms. Sang, do you have anything to say about the previous negative news?" Sang Jiuyue deliberately lowered her voice and asked hypocritically.

Sang Shuwan frowned, thinking the voice sounded familiar. Before she could answer, the reporters around her asked questions one after another, and the flash cameras kept flashing, making her a little irritated.

"Make way, everyone, please make way." Sang Shuwan tried to squeeze out of the crowd, but Sang Jiuyue pressed on and refused to give way. Sang Shuwan became more and more angry and pushed Sang Jiuyue away.

"Why are you pretending? I know it's you, Sang Jiuyue, just by listening to your voice!" Sang Shuwan glared at him and shouted loudly.

Sang Jiuyue was pushed to the ground, but she was secretly proud in her heart. She had arranged for people to hide in the dark, waiting for this moment. With a "click", the photo was taken. Sang Jiuyue's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a triumphant smile, pretending to be aggrieved, with red eyes.

Soon, the photo was posted online with an extremely provocative caption: "Shocking! Sang Shuwan hit a reporter and has no artistic ethics!" In the photo, Sang Shuwan's face was full of anger, and Sang Jiuyue fell to the ground, looking pitiful. Netizens were immediately furious, and the comment section was full of curses:
"Sang Shuwan is going too far. How could she lay hands on a reporter?"

"The previous matter hasn't been sorted out yet, and now it's like this again. It's really disappointing!"

Sang Jiuyue hid behind the scenes, watching the public opinion accusing Sang Shuwan one-sidedly, and she was very happy. But she didn't know that Sang Shuwan was not a pushover, and a counterattack was quietly brewing. Sang Shuwan found a professional network technician and began to investigate the source and dissemination path of the photos. She was determined to find out the mastermind behind the scenes, clear her name, and make Sang Jiuyue's conspiracy completely bankrupt.

Sang Jiuyue nestled comfortably in the spacious sofa of her villa, surrounded by a lazy atmosphere. Outside the French window, the sun shone on the carefully trimmed lawn, but the heavy curtains blocked most of the light in the room, leaving only a few rays of light that fell on her coffee table piled with snacks. She was eating melon seeds, and the shells were thrown casually into the crystal ashtray, while staring at the screen of her mobile phone, watching Sang Shuwan's reputation plummet on the Internet. She was very happy in her heart. Although she didn't laugh out loud, the slightly raised corners of her mouth still revealed her pride.

"Hmph, Sang Shuwan, you are too young to fight me." Sang Jiuyue muttered to herself, her voice echoing in the empty living room. Over the years, she has been struggling in the entertainment industry, and she thought that her brilliance was unmatched, but Sang Shuwan always took away a piece of the pie. Sang Shuwan's existence is like a thorn, piercing her heart, making her unable to sleep or eat. This time, she carefully planned and finally saw Sang Shuwan in trouble. The pleasure of getting revenge for many years of grievances made every cell in her body cheer.

She put down her phone, stood up and walked to the huge dressing mirror, posed in front of the mirror in various charming poses, and occasionally touched her hair with her hands, her eyes full of satisfaction. Sang Jiuyue knew that her beauty was her capital. After so many years in the entertainment industry, this face and this figure have won her many opportunities. Then, she picked up her phone and took a few photos, carefully selecting filters and angles, and edited herself to have fair skin, beautiful face and long legs. She did not miss any details, striving to show the most perfect state.

Before long, the comment section was flooded with likes and compliments. "Goddess Jiyue is so beautiful!" "What a stunning figure, she is simply a beauty!" Seeing these comments, Sang Jiyue tried her best to stay calm, but her slightly trembling fingers still revealed her inner excitement. She read every comment word by word, and these compliments were like sweet candies, feeding her inflated vanity one by one.

Suddenly, an idea flashed through her mind, and she walked quickly to the closet and rummaged through the dazzling array of clothes. After a while, she took out a dress of the same style that Sang Shuwan had worn in public. When Sang Shuwan wore that dress, she received a lot of praise, which made Sang Jiuyue feel very uncomfortable. After she put on the dress, she stood in front of the mirror again and started to pose in various ways. Sometimes she put her hands on her waist to show her slender waist; sometimes she slightly turned sideways to show off her proud curves; sometimes she tilted her head slightly to make an innocent and sweet expression.

After taking the photo, she spent a lot of time retouching the photo to make her figure more perfect, even removing the small flaws on her skin. She compared it with Sang Shuwan's previous photos, secretly competing in her heart, she must be more outstanding than Sang Shuwan. Although some sharp-eyed netizens left a message in the comment area: "This seems to be the clothes Sang Shuwan wore before?" But they were soon drowned out by the overwhelming praise. Most netizens were confused by her retouched photos, and left messages saying that Sang Shuwan was not as good as Sang Jiuyue, and Sang Jiuyue's figure was more outstanding.

Sang Jiuyue looked at these comments, and her pride reached its peak. She felt that she was one step closer to completely defeating Sang Shuwan, as if she had already stood at the top of the entertainment industry, unmatched. However, what she didn't know was that Sang Shuwan was not a soft persimmon that could be easily manipulated.

Sang Shuwan has been very worried these days, with all kinds of negative news surrounding her, and her work has been greatly affected. She has received calls from brands questioning her one after another, and the originally agreed cooperation has been shelved. But she has a spirit of not admitting defeat in her bones. With the help of her agent, she began to calmly collect evidence and prepare to fight back.

Sang Shuwan contacted the staff who had conflicts with Sang Jiuyue before, and learned some details of Sang Jiuyue's covert operation from them. It turned out that Sang Jiuyue not only bought off the Internet water army, but also used his personal connections to put pressure on the media to publish reports that were unfavorable to Sang Shuwan. Sang Shuwan also found passers-by who were at the scene at the time and got some video clips that could restore the truth.

At the same time, Sang Shuwan is also working hard to improve her professional ability. She turned down some unnecessary social events, locked herself in her room, repeatedly practiced her acting skills, took various acting courses, and asked seniors in the industry for advice. She knew that only by speaking with strength can she really stop the gossips.

Meanwhile, Sang Jiuyue was still immersed in the joy of victory. She began to frequently attend various fashion events, and she dressed up carefully every time, wanting to be the center of attention in front of the media. At a fashion dinner, Sang Jiuyue wore a costly evening dress, and attracted everyone's attention as soon as she appeared. She posed in various poses on the red carpet, allowing reporters to take pictures, with a confident smile on her face.

However, just when she was getting carried away, Sang Shuwan was ready to fight back. Sang Shuwan posted a long article on the social platform, exposing Sang Jiuyue's various conspiracies in detail. She attached the evidence she collected, including chat records, transfer screenshots, video clips, etc., each of which was ironclad. This long article was like a heavy bomb, which instantly set off an uproar on the Internet.

Netizens began to re-examine the incident, and those comments that previously accused Sang Shuwan were gradually replaced by voices that slapped her in the face. "It turns out that Sang Jiyue was behind this, how abominable!" "Sang Shuwan was wronged, support her!" "Sang Jiyue is going to be in trouble now."

Sang Jiuyue was attending a high-end party when she saw this long article. She almost dropped the wine glass in her hand and her face turned pale. She tried to defend herself in the comment section, but her voice was quickly drowned out by the condemnation of netizens. Brands also began to reconsider their cooperation with her, and the activities that had originally invited her to participate were cancelled one after another.

Sang Jiyue panicked. She didn't expect Sang Shuwan to fight back. She started to contact the media everywhere, trying to save the situation, but the media avoided her. Her agent was also disappointed with her and no longer supported her as fully as before.

Sang Shuwan did not get complacent because of this victory. She knew that competition in the entertainment industry would never stop, and this experience was just a lesson. She continued to work hard and proved her strength with one excellent work after another. She participated in charity activities, established a good public image, and won the love and respect of more people.

Sang Jiuyue stared at the screen of her mobile phone, looking at the one-sided comments accusing her. She felt a surge of blood rushing to her head, and she was so angry that her whole body was shaking, and her nails were almost digging into her flesh. "Sang Shuwan, how dare you plot against me!" She gritted her teeth and whispered, her voice full of resentment.

She stood up suddenly, her high heels making a hasty and angry sound on the marble floor, and rushed straight to her company's office. As soon as she opened the door, she grabbed the documents on the desk like an angry lion and threw them to the ground, scattering the papers all over the floor.

"A bunch of rubbish!" Sang Jiuyue yelled at the air, "You can't even handle such a small matter!" Her eyes were red, her chest was heaving violently, and her elegant image that she usually maintained was gone. At this moment, she was filled with resentment and anger after being counterattacked by Sang Shuwan. The scenes of the two of them fighting overtly and covertly in the entertainment industry kept flashing in her mind. Every moment when Sang Shuwan stole the limelight became a fuel for her anger at this moment.

After venting her anger, Sang Jiuyue suddenly sat down in the boss chair, grabbed the iPad, and swiped her fingers frantically on the screen, searching for Sang Shuwan's recent activities. The cold light of the screen reflected on her distorted face, making her look particularly gloomy.

"Humph, you're too naive to think you can beat me like this." Sang Jiuyue muttered to herself, with a hint of madness in her eyes. Her mind was working fast, and a more vicious plan was quietly forming in her heart. In the past few years of struggling in the entertainment industry, she had met many people from all walks of life, with connections and means. At this moment, she was thinking about how to use these resources to deal a fatal blow to Sang Shuwan.

"We need to find someone we can trust and do it on the route she must take." Sang Jiuyue muttered, "We need to create an accident, preferably one that will make her completely disappear from the public eye..." Thinking of this, a sneer appeared on the corner of Sang Jiuyue's mouth. She thought of Sang Shuwan's embarrassed look, and she felt a morbid pleasure in her heart.

Suddenly, her brows knitted tightly together again, and a hint of hesitation flashed across her face. "No, what if I get caught..." Sang Jiuyue knew that this matter was extremely risky, and once it was exposed, she would be doomed. But the desire for revenge soon took over again, making her lose her mind. After years of competing for fame and fortune in the entertainment industry, she had long been accustomed to taking risks, and she also firmly believed that she had the ability to control the overall situation.

"I have to be careful and consider every detail carefully." Sang Jiuyue bit her lower lip and continued to talk to herself, "I'm worried about the camera location in the car... I have to find a way to get rid of it and not leave any evidence."

As Sang Jiuyue thought about it, she quickly wrote down the key points of the plan on her iPad, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth. She frowned and sneered from time to time, and was completely immersed in the obsession of revenge, not realizing that she was walking step by step towards the abyss of no return. She carefully recalled the itinerary of Sang Shuwan's previous activities, trying to find the best time and place to start, and also thinking about how to bribe the relevant personnel to make them work for her.

While Sang Jiuyue was planning her vicious plan, Sang Shuwan was preparing for the promotion of the new drama. She sat with her team members and carefully discussed every detail of the promotion, with confidence and expectation on her face. The new drama was a work that she spent a lot of effort on. From reading the script, figuring out the role to repeatedly polishing during the filming process, she did it all herself, determined to take her acting career to the next level with this work.

"This time, the publicity must highlight the emotional core of the drama so that the audience can empathize with it." Sang Shuwan said seriously, with a firm and focused look. She also shared her unique understanding of the role, hoping that more people can understand the charm of this drama through publicity. The team members nodded in agreement, and everyone worked together, creating a warm and harmonious atmosphere.

However, Sang Shuwan didn't know that a bigger crisis was quietly approaching her. In a few days, she would attend an important new drama press conference, which was a key node for promoting the new drama and a perfect opportunity for Sang Jiuyue to implement her plan. Sang Jiuyue found out the detailed process of the press conference and Sang Shuwan's schedule through various channels, and even knew the model of the car Sang Shuwan was riding and the driver's information.

Sang Jiuyue contacted Aqiang, a gangster who used to wander on the edge of the entertainment industry. This man was ruthless and reckless, which was exactly what she needed. Sang Jiuyue and Aqiang met in a dim bar.

"As long as you get this done, money is not a problem." Sang Jiuyue said coldly, with a look of determination in her eyes. She handed Aqiang a thick envelope containing a deposit and Sang Shuwan's detailed information.

A Qiang took the envelope, flipped through it casually, and smiled greedily: "Don't worry, Sister Sang, I'll take care of it."

The two of them discussed in a low voice for a long time, Sang Jiuyue repeatedly reminded Aqiang to pay attention to details and not leave any handle. Aqiang responded impatiently, but he was thinking about his own little calculations in his heart.

On the day of the press conference, the scene was very lively, and fans and media gathered outside the venue early. Sang Shuwan, wearing an elegant dress, got out of the nanny car with a smile on her face and waved to the fans. Just as she was walking towards the venue, Aqiang quietly mixed into the crowd according to the plan.

Aqiang's task was to create chaos, and then take advantage of the chaos to lead Sang Shuwan to a remote corner and teach her a lesson. He held a small smoke bomb in his hand, ready to find a time to detonate it. However, just as he was about to do it, Sang Shuwan's bodyguard seemed to notice something unusual and stared at Aqiang closely.

A Qiang was shocked. He didn't expect the bodyguard to be so alert. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to act according to the plan. He lit the smoke bomb, and in an instant, the scene was in chaos. The fans panicked and screamed one after another.

Sang Shuwan was also startled by this sudden change, but she quickly calmed down. Under the protection of the bodyguards, she quickly evacuated the venue. Seeing this, Aqiang was unwilling to fail like this, and he rushed forward desperately, trying to catch Sang Shuwan.

Ah Qiang tightly grasped the knife, his knuckles white, his palms full of cold sweat, and the rough handle was almost crushed by him. He took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently, as if he wanted to absorb all the resentment in the world into his body, accumulating strength for the next action. Then, he exerted force with his legs, like a mad bull, and rushed towards Sang Shuwan recklessly.

His eyes were wide open, staring at Sang Shuwan's back, as if his eyes were burning a hole in her. He let out an indistinct roar, "Sang Shuwan, your doom is here!" As he roared, he raised his hand holding the knife high, veins popped out on his arm, and his muscles were tense to the extreme.

Sang Shuwan was concentrating on sorting out the leaflets in her hand, unaware of the danger behind her. When she heard the roar, she turned her head in fear, but everything happened too fast. The moment she turned her head, Aqiang had already come behind her, using all his strength to stab her back with a knife.

With a "puff" sound, the sharp blade easily penetrated the clothes and sank into Sang Shuwan's body. Sang Shuwan's body suddenly stiffened, her eyes widened instantly, and her face was full of disbelief. Her lips trembled slightly, and she wanted to make a sound, but the severe pain choked her throat and she could only make a faint groan. Her hands waved subconsciously, trying to grab something to support her shaky body, but her fingertips only grabbed nothingness.

Aqiang's hand holding the knife handle was still shaking slightly. He looked at the blood spreading rapidly on Sang Shuwan's back. The bright red color was so dazzling. The original madness and relief in his heart were instantly replaced by a huge fear. His arm slowly dropped, and the knife fell to the ground with a "clang", making a crisp sound, as if ringing the death knell for this tragedy.

Sang Shuwan could no longer hold on, and fell forward, falling heavily to the ground. The air around him seemed to freeze instantly, and all sounds disappeared, leaving only Aqiang's heavy breathing and Sang Shuwan's painful groans echoing in the silence.

The bloody scene of Ah Qiang stabbing people instantly attracted the attention of the surrounding reporters. Flashes went off one after another, illuminating the scene as bright as day. The reporters took photos frantically and asked loud questions, trying to dig out the hidden truth behind the incident. The chaotic scene made the already panicked neighbors even more panicked. Ah Qiang's eyes became more and more empty under the flash, and he seemed to have lost his soul. He had no reaction to anything around him and let the police take him away.

Sang Shuwan was rushed to the hospital and immediately pushed into the operating room. Outside the operating room, Jiang Cimu was extremely anxious. He kept pacing back and forth in the corridor, frowning, his eyes full of worry and self-blame. He murmured to himself: "It's all my fault. If I had been more careful, Wanwan wouldn't have encountered this." Time passed by minute by minute, and every second seemed extremely long to Jiang Cimu.

After an unknown amount of time, the door of the operating room finally slowly opened, and the doctor came out and told Jiang Cimu that Sang Shuwan was temporarily out of danger, but still had not yet regained consciousness and needed to be sent to the intensive care unit for further observation. Jiang Cimu was slightly relieved, and he followed closely behind the stretcher, not leaving until Sang Shuwan was placed in place.

In the next few days, Jiang Cimu stayed by Sang Shuwan's bed day and night, not daring to blink for a moment, for fear of missing the moment she woke up. He gently wiped Sang Shuwan's pale face with a warm towel, his movements were so gentle as if she was a fragile treasure. He looked at Sang Shuwan's closed eyes and said distressedly: "Wanwan, wake up soon, I'm waiting for you."

Finally, one morning when the sun shone through the window into the ward, Sang Shuwan's fingers moved slightly, and then she slowly opened her eyes. Jiang Cimu was wiping her arm, and when he noticed her movement, he raised his head abruptly, and a ray of hope instantly lit up in his eyes. "Wanwan, you're awake! That's great!" He said excitedly, with a hint of sob in his voice. Sang Shuwan looked at the familiar Jiang Cimu in front of her, with a little confusion and weakness in her eyes. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but found that her throat was too dry to make a sound.

Jiang Cimu quickly picked up the water cup beside him, poured some warm water, carefully helped Sang Shuwan up, let her lean on his arms, and then gently fed her water with a small spoon. After Sang Shuwan drank a few sips of water, she felt better. She asked softly, "What's wrong with me?" Jiang Cimu slowly told her what happened. After listening, Sang Shuwan's eyes flashed with a complicated expression, with confusion about Aqiang's behavior and disbelief about her own experience.

Jiang Ci Mu held Sang Shuwan's hand tightly and said self-reproachfully: "Wanwan, I'm sorry, I didn't protect you well." Sang Shuwan smiled weakly, held his hand in return and said: "It's not your fault. Aqiang... is also pushed too hard by life." Seeing that Sang Shuwan was so kind, and still thinking about others even after encountering such a thing, Jiang Ci Mu felt even more distressed. He secretly vowed to be more careful to protect her in the future and never let her get hurt again.

A Qiang hid in the dark and damp abandoned warehouse for several days, and was shrouded in hunger, fear and despair. He thought of the man who ordered him to do this - Sang Jiuyue, a businessman who looked glamorous but was actually ruthless. A Qiang believed that it was Sang Jiuyue's promise of a generous reward that put him in this hopeless situation. Now he was desperate and decided to ask Sang Jiuyue for money and then run away.

A Qiang took advantage of the night and secretly came to the outside of Sang Jiuyue's luxurious villa. He climbed over the wall and entered, carefully approaching the gate of the villa. The villa was brightly lit, and A Qiang knocked on the door. After a long time, the housekeeper opened the door and saw A Qiang, his face instantly became gloomy.