After I died, they cried in the live studio

Sang Jiuyue's heart surged when she heard this. She nodded hurriedly, her voice trembling with excitement. "Boss Qi, don't worry! I will try my best. I will regard every training as the key to improving myself, and every display opportunity as a stage to prove myself. After the plastic surgery, I will meet challenges with a brand new look and repay your trust with achievements."

President Qi nodded slightly, his expression relaxed a little, and a hint of expectation flashed in his eyes: "Okay, then it depends on your performance next. Remember, the entertainment industry is not short of people with dreams, but it is short of people who are willing to risk everything for their dreams and stick to it to the end."

President Qi raised his lips in an imperceptible arc, his eyes flashed with shrewdness, and he said slowly: "Okay, I can help you with plastic surgery, provide the best resources, and the top doctors. But there is a condition, you must completely sever your relationship with the Sang family."

Sang Jiuyue stared at Mr. Qi with wide eyes, disbelieving, and the blood on her face instantly faded. "Mr. Qi, this... this is too cruel. No matter how bad the Sang family is, it is the place where I was born and raised." Her voice trembled slightly, and her hands unconsciously clenched the corners of her clothes, her knuckles turning white due to the force.

President Qi turned around, put his hands on the desk, leaned forward, and stared at Sang Jiuyue with a sharp gaze: "The Sang family has long been notorious in the circle. Those illegal and disorderly things will be exposed sooner or later. If you are still tied to them, don't even think about making a name for yourself in the entertainment industry. You'll be lucky if you are not implicated."

Sang Jiuyue stood there in a daze, her mind flashing through the past scenes of her interactions with her family. There were the company of her parents on her birthday when she was a child, and the quarrels caused by different ideas when she grew up. But now, in front of her was an opportunity to change her fate, how could she give up so easily?

"Mr. Qi, can you give me some time to think about it?" Sang Jiuyue raised her head, her eyes full of pleading.

President Qi stood up, crossed his arms, and said solemnly, "I'll give you three days. But you have to understand that if you miss this opportunity, you will never have it again."

Sang Jiuyue was confused, her brows knitted into the shape of a "川" character, and she said anxiously, "I really can't figure out what benefit it would bring to me if I cut off ties with the Sang family. You can't imagine how much effort I put in, how many days and nights I endured, and how many arrows and darts I endured in order to get the position of family heir."

She became more and more emotional, waving her hands in the air, trying to grasp a glimmer of understanding: "Although the Sang family has many problems, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. The family's connections and resources are my reliance for future development. Now you want me to cut off contact, isn't this cutting off one of my arms?"

"I have endured for many years in the family and finally got to where I am today." Sang Jiuyue's voice trembled slightly, and her eyes were full of unwillingness. "You said that the Sang family has a bad reputation, but as long as I become the heir, I can turn the situation around little by little and bring the family back on track, which will also help my career. If I give up now, won't everything I have done before be in vain?"

When Ms. Qi heard this, a trace of disdain flashed across her face. She sat down on the chair again, crossed her legs, crossed her fingers on her knees, and stared straight at Sang Jiuyue, as if she was looking at an innocent child.

"Benefits?" Mr. Qi snorted coldly, "What do you think the so-called successor position of the Sang family can bring you? It's endless troubles and potential crises! Look at the current situation of the Sang family. They have made countless enemies and their business reputation is shaky. Their improper business practices are like a time bomb that may explode at any time. Once it explodes, you, the so-called successor, will be dragged into an abyss of no return."

President Qi leaned forward, resting his hands on the table, his eyes revealing unquestionable authority: "What I can give you is real status and honor in the entertainment industry. With my support, you can stand on the stage that everyone is watching, and become the object of countless people's pursuit. You can have top resources, star in the most popular film and television dramas, and participate in the most popular variety shows. Your name will be a household name, and your influence will spread throughout the entertainment industry. Isn't this more valuable than guarding the empty shell of the Sang family that may collapse at any time?"

Sang Jiuyue's eyes were shaken, she lowered her head, bit her lips, and was in a fierce struggle. She thought of her days in the Sang family. Although she seemed to be prosperous on the surface, she was actually bound by family rules and had to face the complex power struggle within the family. However, the future described by Mr. Qi was full of infinite possibilities and temptations.

"But..." Sang Jiuyue raised her head, her voice a little hesitant, "After all, blood is thicker than water, how can I..."

President Qi interrupted her, his tone becoming even colder: "Blood is thicker than water? In this realistic world, only interests are eternal. If you want to make a name for yourself in the entertainment industry, you must learn to make choices. Do you want to continue to be shrouded in the shadow of the Sang family, or do you want to break free and move towards your own bright future? The choice is in your hands."

Sang Jiuyue's eyes were filled with anxiety and unwillingness. Her brows were furrowed, and she said firmly, "Boss Qi, I can't distance myself from this matter now, or I'll lose more than I gain. Over the years, I've made unimaginable efforts to gain a foothold in the Sang family and to qualify as the heir. The open and covert struggles in the family have made every step I take very cautious."

She panted slightly, trying to calm down her excitement, and continued, "Now, I am finally about to touch the core power of the family. The number of people and resources I can mobilize is increasing day by day, which will be a great help to my future development. If I cut off all ties with the Sang family at this moment, all my previous efforts will be wasted. Moreover, without the support of the Sang family, even if I have your help in the entertainment industry, I will still be passive in many aspects."

"Mr. Qi, you have been emphasizing the negative impact of the Sang family, but from another perspective, as long as I take control of the family, I can gradually purify the Sang family's business environment and rebuild the family's reputation. By then, the Sang family will not only not be a burden to me, but will become a solid backing for me to expand my territory in the entertainment industry and even other fields." Sang Jiuyue straightened her back and looked at Mr. Qi with a firm gaze, "So, giving up the Sang family at this juncture is undoubtedly a huge mistake for me. I really can't accept it."

President Qi frowned, his expression solemn, and slowly spoke: "Then this is difficult to deal with. The mess that the Sang family is in now is not something you can easily clean up. They are stuck in a quagmire. Those complicated interests and illegal activities are like a dense spider web. Once you are entangled, it is not easy to get out."

She stood up, walked to the window, looked out at the bustling but noisy city, and continued with her back to Sang Jiuyue: "What I can offer you is a brand new, bright path, allowing you to get rid of the shadow of your family and shine in the entertainment industry with a brand new attitude. But you are obsessed with the Sang family's crumbling 'legacy'."

President Qi turned around, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes: "I thought you had enough courage and foresight to see the situation clearly. But now it seems that the shackles of family affection have made you lose your judgment of the future. Do you know that if something happens to the Sang family, you will not only lose the opportunity to develop in the entertainment industry, but you may also face legal risks."

She paced back to the table, placed her hands on it, and stared straight at Sang Jiuyue: "I'll give you one more chance, think about it carefully. Do you want to continue to be dragged into endless darkness by the Sang family, or do you want to cut off the ties and follow me into a future full of infinite possibilities. This is your last chance to change your destiny. If you miss it, you will never have it again.

President Qi frowned, his eyes full of regret, his tone was filled with annoyance and regret: "I was kind enough to help you win everything back and build a ladder for you to reach the top, but you gave up such a good opportunity just for a little family benefit."

She shook her head slightly and paced back and forth, her high heels tapping on the smooth floor, as if questioning Sang Jiuyue's determination: "Don't you understand that the so-called heir position of the Sang family is just a hot potato. It looks glorious on the surface, but there are countless hidden dangers behind it. The deeper you fall, the greater the price you will pay in the future."

President Qi stopped and stared at Sang Jiuyue, saying sharply, "Here is your chance to reshuffle. I can give you top resources, so that you can quickly stand out in the entertainment industry and gain fame, fortune and status. But you are blinded by the family interests in front of you, which really disappoints me."

Sang Jiuyue listened to Mr. Qi's words, and her heart was in turmoil. She lowered her head, her eyes full of struggle, and her mind was like a revolving lantern, alternating between the Sang family's past and Mr. Qi's future.

The family heritage, years of struggle, and the days and nights spent in the Sang family were not something that could be abandoned. But the olive branch thrown by Mr. Qi was also full of irresistible temptations. It was a shortcut that would allow her to rise to the top in the entertainment industry.

She bit her lower lip, pondered for a long time, and finally raised her head slowly, with helplessness and a hint of determination in her eyes. She didn't say anything more, bowed slightly to Mr. Qi, turned around and walked away.

The sound of high heels hitting the ground echoed in the empty corridor, and every step was heavy and hesitant. She passed by the company's luxurious lounge area, and those exquisite ornaments and comfortable sofas did not arouse her interest at the moment.

Pushing open the company door, the cold wind from outside rushed in, and she couldn't help but shiver. Looking at the busy streets, the endless stream of vehicles flashing lights, like a flowing galaxy. She wrapped her coat tightly, and her figure gradually disappeared into the night, leaving President Qi with a back full of entanglement and confusion, and her own future, like the night, was shrouded in layers of fog.

Sang Jiuyue listened to Mr. Qi's words, and her heart was in turmoil. She lowered her head, her eyes full of struggle, and her mind was like a revolving lantern, alternating between the Sang family's past and Mr. Qi's future.

The family heritage, years of struggle, and the days and nights spent in the Sang family were not something that could be abandoned. But the olive branch thrown by Mr. Qi was also full of irresistible temptations. It was a shortcut that would allow her to rise to the top in the entertainment industry.

She bit her lower lip, pondered for a long time, and finally raised her head slowly, with helplessness and a hint of determination in her eyes. She didn't say anything more, bowed slightly to Mr. Qi, turned around and walked away.

The sound of high heels hitting the ground echoed in the empty corridor, and every step was heavy and hesitant. She passed by the company's luxurious lounge area, and those exquisite ornaments and comfortable sofas did not arouse her interest at the moment.

Pushing open the company door, the cold wind from outside rushed in, and she couldn't help but shiver. Looking at the busy streets, the endless stream of vehicles flashing lights, like a flowing galaxy. She wrapped her coat tightly, and her figure gradually disappeared into the night, leaving President Qi with a back full of entanglement and confusion, and her own future, like the night, was shrouded in layers of fog.

The cold wind whistled in the street, cutting her face like a knife. Sang Jiuyue walked aimlessly, her inner entanglement surging like a tide. In her mind, Mr. Qi's words and the family's past kept interweaving and colliding.

She recalled how she had worked so hard for countless days and nights to fight for the inheritance rights in the Sang family. However, even if she became the heir, the complicated family conflicts of interest and negative rumors would follow her like a shadow, and the road ahead would be full of thorns. On the other hand, the conditions offered by Mr. Qi, although she had to give up her family ties, could be exchanged for the opportunity to start over in the entertainment industry. With the help of top resources, she might be able to open up a brand new world.

As she pondered, Sang Jiuyue's steps gradually slowed down, and she stopped under a dim street lamp. The light stretched her shadow into a long and thin shape, and she looked at the shadow with mixed feelings. Finally, she took a deep breath and gritted her teeth, as if she had made an important decision.

Sang Jiuyue turned around abruptly, raised her hand to stop a taxi, and eagerly reported the address of Qi's company. In the car, she leaned forward slightly, her hands unconsciously clenched the corners of her clothes, and her eyes were full of determination.

When the car stopped in front of the company building, Sang Jiuyue got out in a hurry and strode into the lobby. She walked straight to the elevator and pressed the floor button. As the elevator number continued to rise, her heart was hanging higher and higher.

The elevator door opened with a ding, and Sang Jiuyue walked quickly to Mr. Qi's office. The office door was half-open, she took a deep breath, raised her hand to knock on the door, and then pushed the door open. Mr. Qi was sitting at his desk, and when he saw Sang Jiuyue, he raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Sang Jiuyue walked forward, her voice trembling slightly but extremely firm: "Mr. Qi, I have thought it through. I am willing to sever ties with the Sang family and seize the opportunity you give me." Mr. Qi leaned back in his chair, looked at Sang Jiuyue's face for a moment, the corners of his mouth gradually rose, revealing a satisfied smile.

President Qi leaned back in her chair, a hint of imperceptible pride flashed in her eyes, the corners of her mouth turned up, and she said slowly: "You are indeed a sensible person." She stood up, walked around the large desk, and walked in front of Sang Jiuyue, her eyes full of praise, "The Sang family's affairs will only be a stumbling block on your way forward. Now that you can make a decisive decision, the future is promising."

President Qi patted Sang Jiuyue on the shoulder, and said with unquestionable confidence: "From now on, you can prepare for the plastic surgery. I will arrange the best team to ensure the amazing results. At the same time, various trainings such as modeling, performance, vocal music, etc. will also be started simultaneously. As long as you are willing to work hard, there will be a place for you in the future entertainment industry."

Sang Jiuyue felt a warm current in her heart when she heard what Mr. Qi said. She nodded vigorously, her eyes full of gratitude and determination: "Mr. Qi, thank you so much. I will definitely live up to your expectations, study hard, and strive to improve myself."

President Qi smiled, walked back to her desk, and picked up the phone: "I will arrange for someone to come and take you for a comprehensive physical examination. This is a necessary preparation before the plastic surgery. Afterwards, someone will contact you for the follow-up procedures." After hanging up the phone, she looked at Sang Jiuyue, "The days ahead will be very hard, but as long as you get through this period, you will be greeted by a brand new life."

Sang Jiuyue took a deep breath and straightened her back: "Boss Qi, I am not afraid of hardship. In order to stand out in the entertainment industry, I am willing to make every effort."

President Qi stood in a spacious and bright office, with a huge French window behind her, and a panoramic view of the bustling city. She stared at Sang Jiuyue with a sharp gaze, and said firmly: "As long as you can make your traffic far exceed Sang Shuwan, successfully reach the top and become a big star that everyone is paying attention to, no one in this world can stop you from moving forward."

When Sang Jiuyue heard Sang Shuwan's name, her originally determined eyes suddenly dimmed, her delicate eyebrows slightly frowned, her teeth subconsciously clenched, and her chin trembled slightly. Her thoughts involuntarily drifted back to the past, Sang Shuwan, the spoiled daughter of the Sang family, who was like the bright sun hanging high in the sky since she was a child, so dazzling that people could not look directly at her.

During family gatherings, Sang Shuwan always wore a gorgeous haute couture dress, like an elegant white swan, moving lightly among the crowd. She smiled sweetly, and every look and every movement could attract everyone's attention. However, Sang Jiuyue could only wear relatively simple clothes and stand quietly in the corner, watching Sang Shuwan become the center of the audience, receiving praise from the elders and envy from her peers.

In social occasions, Sang Shuwan relied on her family's strong resources and connections to thrive. She easily met celebrities from all walks of life, and reached various cooperation and transactions in a casual manner, and her reputation and influence grew day by day. On the other hand, Sang Jiuyue was always ruthlessly ignored by everyone under the cover of her dazzling light. Every time she tried to show herself, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and could not stir up a ripple.

President Qi saw through everything and approached with steady steps. Her high-end custom suit swayed slightly with her movements, emitting a strong aura. She reached out and gently patted Sang Jiuyue on the shoulder. Her voice was low but full of persuasion: "Sang Shuwan is just relying on the protection of her family to show off in a limited circle. But the entertainment industry is completely different. It is a cruel arena of strength and traffic. As long as you are willing to work hard, with the top resources I provide for you, and carefully polish yourself, it will only be a matter of time before you surpass Sang Shuwan. By then, you will not only have traffic far exceeding hers, but also supreme status, countless wealth, and capital that everyone looks up to."

Listening to Mr. Qi's words, Sang Jiuyue's inner fire was rekindled, her eyes gradually regained firmness, her clenched fists slowly loosened, she took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Qi, I understand. I will no longer be immersed in the shadow of the past. I will definitely go all out, surpass Sang Shuwan, and carve out my own place in the entertainment industry." Mr. Qi had a sly smile on his face, his eyes flashing with shrewdness. He approached Sang Jiuyue and whispered, "When you become successful and become a top star in the entertainment industry, you can then announce to the public that you have lost your memory. Coupled with the changes in your appearance caused by plastic surgery, no one will be able to recognize you easily. Just say that you accidentally came into contact with the Sang family due to some matters. With your status and influence at that time, are you afraid that you won't be able to get the position of heir to the Sang family?"

Sang Jiuyue's eyes flashed with surprise, and then she fell into deep thought. The shocked look of everyone after she returned to the Sang family appeared in her mind, and those who once looked down on her showed flattering expressions. But in an instant, a trace of hesitation flashed across her eyes: "Boss Qi, can this lie be kept secret forever? What if it is discovered..."

President Qi raised his hand and waved it gently, interrupting her confidently: "Don't worry, as long as you disguise yourself properly and make thorough preparations, there will be no problem. You appear in a new identity, with fame, wealth and resources, which is a godsend for the Sang family. They are so happy that they won't investigate further."

President Qi paced around the room with his hands behind his back, and continued to analyze: "Wait until you enter the core of the Sang family, and then slowly consolidate your power. With your abilities and the connections you have accumulated in the entertainment industry, you can suppress all those opposing voices. In the end, the position of heir will still fall firmly into your hands."

Sang Jiuyue bit her lower lip, her eyes gradually firmed up: "Boss Qi, you are right. I have had enough of being excluded in the Sang family before, and I must succeed this time. Do as you say, make a name for myself in the entertainment industry first, and then go back to take back everything that belongs to me."

President Qi nodded with satisfaction, his eyes full of expectation: "Very good, from now on, devote yourself to building your own plan. Remember, in the future you will own everything, the Sang family and the entertainment industry will be under your feet."

Sang Jiuyue took a deep breath, and the hesitation and confusion in her eyes instantly disappeared, replaced by a determination to make it through. She straightened her back, looked at Mr. Qi with a burning gaze, and said firmly: "Okay, then I will follow you, Mr. Qi! Please take care of me in the future, Mr. Qi, I will do my best and will not let you down."

President Qi showed a gratified smile on his face, and reached out to gently pat Sang Jiuyue's shoulder, as if to give her strength: "Don't worry, as long as you work hard enough, I will spare no effort to support you. In the days to come, every step is crucial, and we will stride towards our goal together."

Sang Jiuyue nodded vigorously, as if to convey her determination to Mr. Qi. She secretly vowed to seize this hard-won opportunity and, with Mr. Qi's help, realize the transformation from obscurity to brilliance, so that everyone would look at her with new eyes.

President Qi raised the corner of her mouth slightly, a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes, and her tone was steady and firm: "Since you have made up your mind, I will help you carefully arrange a fake death scene." As she spoke, she paced to the window, tapping lightly on the windowsill with her fingers, as if outlining the entire plan in her mind.

"This drama must be done perfectly." President Qi turned around and looked at Sang Jiuyue with a sharp gaze, "Let everyone think that you died in an accident, including the Sang family. This way, we can completely sever your connection with the past and pave the way for you to start a new life."

Sang Jiuyue's heart tightened when she heard this. Although she had been mentally prepared, she still felt uneasy when she thought about saying goodbye to the past. "Boss Qi, is this fake death... too risky? What if something goes wrong..." Her voice trembled slightly, and her hands unconsciously clenched together.

President Qi stepped forward, patted Sang Jiuyue's shoulder gently, and comforted her: "Don't worry, I have been planning for a long time, and every detail has been carefully considered. From creating unexpected scenes, to arranging reliable witnesses, to the channels for releasing the news, everything is under control."

She looked at Sang Jiuyue firmly and continued, "When the news of your fake death gets out, you will have plastic surgery. When you show your new face to the public, no one will associate you with the 'dead' person. This is a rebirth, and you will be greeted with a bright future."

Sang Jiuyue took a deep breath, trying to calm her inner anxiety, and gritted her teeth and said, "Boss Qi, I believe you. I am willing to cooperate. No matter how difficult it is, I will take this step."

President Qi nodded with satisfaction and encouraged, "That's right. As long as we work together, we will succeed. Next, I will arrange for the team to connect with you, and you just need to act according to the plan."

A hint of ruthlessness flashed across Mr. Qi's eyes, and he emphasized, "This fake death drama is to convince Sang Shuwan and others that Sang Jiuyue is completely gone and will never cause them any trouble again, so that they can completely let down their guard."

She crossed her arms, paced slowly in the room, and continued to analyze the plan: "Sang Shuwan has always regarded you as a thorn in her side. As long as you are still here, she will not be truly at ease. Only when you are 'dead' will she feel that the threat has disappeared and relax her guard."

President Qi stopped and stared at Sang Jiuyue with a serious look: "Once they let down their guard, our chance will come. When you emerge in the entertainment industry with a new identity and accumulate enough popularity and resources, and then appear in front of them, they will never imagine that you are the Sang Jiuyue who has long been 'dead'. By then, you will be able to take everything back by surprise."

Sang Jiyue listened to Mr. Qi's words, and a complex emotion surged in her heart, with both longing for the future and fear of the unknown. But when she thought of what Sang Shuwan and others had done to her, she gritted her teeth and said firmly: "Mr. Qi, I understand what you mean. I will do it according to the plan and make them pay for what they did in the past."

President Qi smiled with satisfaction, raised his hand and gently patted Sang Jiuyue on the shoulder: "Very good, as long as you have firm faith, our plan will succeed. Next, you must devote yourself to preparations and not slack off at all."

Sang Jiuyue's eyes were burning with the flame of revenge, and her voice was trembling with excitement: "Boss Qi, I am full of energy when I think that Sang Shuwan's arrogant appearance is about to be shattered. For so many years, she has relied on the family's favor to trample on my dignity and trample me into the mud. This time, I want to let her know that I, who was once regarded as an ant by her, can stand at the top with my own strength and leave her far behind."

She clenched her fists so tightly that her knuckles turned white. Her tone became more resolute: "When I return with a new identity, I will not only make her cry, but also make her pay a heavy price for what she did to me. I will take away everything she cherishes little by little, just like she did to me. I will make the entire Sang family understand who is truly qualified to control the fate of the family."

President Qi sneered, his eyes full of disdain: "That's right, Sang Shuwan will have nothing to do but cry. She thought that by suppressing you, she could sit back and relax and secure the position of honor of the Sang family, but she didn't know that this was just a pipe dream."

With a confident gleam in her eyes, she continued, "When you return with a brand new identity and the halo of the top entertainment industry star, she will be panicked. All her pride and sense of superiority will collapse the moment she sees you. Imagine the shock, regret and despair on her face. It must be very exciting."

Sang Jiuyue thought of Sang Shuwan's usual arrogance and her exclusion of herself, and she became furious. She couldn't help but say, "She treated me like that in the beginning and suppressed me by any means. I will make her feel the feeling of being trampled under someone's feet."

President Qi nodded slightly, his eyes revealing a hint of ruthlessness: "Her good days are coming to an end. Now you just need to work hard to improve yourself, and leave the rest to me. When the plan is realized step by step and Sang Shuwan pays the price for what she did, it will be your day to be proud."

President Qi smiled meaningfully, a calculation flashed in his eyes, and said, "That's right. Soon, Sang Shuwan and others will be targeted by another newcomer. This newcomer is naturally you after your makeover. With your brand new image and identity, you will stir up a storm in the entertainment industry and attract the attention of Sang Shuwan and others."

Her eyes were full of confidence as she continued to paint a blueprint: "At that time, you had super high traffic, and your every move attracted much attention. When Sang Shuwan saw you, he would definitely be curious about your background and want to establish contact with you. This is a great opportunity for you to break into their circle."

Sang Jiuyue understood, her eyes showing determination and expectation: "Boss Qi, I understand. I will make good use of this opportunity and let her fall into the trap I set step by step. By the time she realizes the danger, everything will be too late."

President Qi nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, you need to cleverly demonstrate your value in this process so that they can't do without you. At the same time, secretly collect information that is beneficial to us and prepare for the final counterattack."

Sang Jiuyue clenched her fists, her tone full of determination: "Don't worry, President Qi, I will make Sang Shuwan pay a heavy price for what she did and take back everything that belongs to me."

Mr. Qi's eyes flashed with sharpness, and he emphasized, "Yes, just when they gradually let down their guard and thought you were just an insignificant newcomer and wanted to gain benefits from you, it was too late."

She crossed her arms and looked confident: "By then, the connections and resources you have accumulated in the entertainment industry will become your powerful weapons. Sang Shuwan and the others will only be immersed in your disguise and will not be aware of the approaching danger at all."

Sang Jiuyue's eyes flashed with determination, and he rubbed his hands and said, "Boss Qi, I am very excited just imagining their belated realization and panic. I will always keep the goal in mind, paralyze them little by little, and when the time is right, I will give them a fatal blow."

President Qi nodded slightly and encouraged, "Very good, you have to be patient and plan carefully. Be cautious in every step, so that they fall into the trap without knowing it, and by the time they react, it will be too late to save the situation."

Sang Jiuyue took a deep breath and solemnly promised: "Mr. Qi, I understand the key to this matter. I will definitely do my best and will never let you down."

At dusk, the setting sun was as red as blood, outlining the outline of the city. On the top floor of a tall building, above the skylight, a slender woman was standing on the edge of the balcony railing. She was wearing a white dress that fluttered in the wind, and her hair was flying in disarray, covering half of her pale face.

The downstairs was already crowded with people, looking up, their faces full of worry and curiosity. Someone anxiously called the police, his voice trembling slightly in panic; someone tried to shout loudly, asking the woman to calm down, but the sound was quickly drowned out by the whistling wind.

The woman stared into the distance with empty eyes, turning a deaf ear to the noise downstairs. Her body was shaky, as if a gust of wind would tear her off mercilessly. Under her feet, people's faces blurred into one, like ants. And she seemed to be standing on the edge of the world, about to step into the unknown abyss.

As the media rushed to report the incident, the atmosphere at the scene became increasingly tense. The cameras were all focused on the woman standing on the edge of the balcony railing on the skylight. The live broadcast quickly spread in all directions, and countless pairs of eyes were watching this scene through the screens, anxiously.

The woman walked forward slowly, the wind lifted her skirt high. She waved her hands in the air and shouted at the top of her lungs: "Don't move! No one, don't come near me!" Her voice was trembling and resolute, echoing among the tall buildings. The crowd downstairs instantly quieted down, everyone was frightened by the desperate shout, and dared not make a sound. The police had set up a cordon around the area, and the negotiation expert held a loudspeaker and tried to calm the woman down, but she turned a deaf ear to him, her eyes full of resoluteness and helplessness.

Under the crazy media coverage, the scene was surrounded by crowds. Above the skylight, the figure of the woman was swaying. She looked very similar to Sang Jiuyue, with a pale and haggard face and eyes full of despair.

The people downstairs looked up, their faces full of worry, and the noise was one after another. The woman suddenly shouted at the top of her lungs: "Don't move!" Her voice was trembling and filled with endless sadness. Everyone was silent in an instant, and only the sound of the wind was heard.

It turned out that the woman had cancer and the doctor said she only had three days left to live. Facing the end of her life, she was filled with despair and chose to go to the top of the tall building, hoping to end the pain by jumping off. Her body trembled slightly, tears burst out, and she murmured to herself: "Three days... I only have three days..." When the people downstairs heard this, they couldn't help but sigh, and someone couldn't help but persuade: "Girl, don't be impulsive!" But the woman turned a deaf ear and wanted to die.

Under the media spotlight, the atmosphere at the scene was as tense as a taut bowstring. On the skylight, the woman who looked very similar to Sang Jiuyue was teetering on the edge of the skylight, her eyes were empty, and her face was filled with despair.

The downstairs was filled with anxious people, and the noise was filled with worry. The woman suddenly shouted hysterically: "Don't move!" The voice was broken in the wind, carrying endless sadness. Everyone was silent in an instant, with only the whimpering of the wind.

Behind all this, it was actually Mr. Qi's careful planning. Before this, the woman didn't know that she only had three days left to live. Mr. Qi arranged for someone to induce the woman to ask the doctor to tell her about her condition. Under some kind of pressure, the doctor had no choice but to tell the cruel truth. When the woman learned about it, it was like a bolt from the blue, and her spirit collapsed instantly.

At this moment, her body was shaking, tears were flowing uncontrollably, and she kept muttering, "Three days... Only three days..." Someone downstairs shouted anxiously, "Girl, don't be impulsive, maybe there will be a turning point!" But the woman had been swallowed by despair, she turned a deaf ear to him, and only wanted to jump off the roof to end this cruel fate.

In the eyes of the crowd, the woman finally let go of her hand, and her body fell straight down like a kite with a broken string. There was a dull thud, which pierced everyone's eardrums. There was a commotion at the scene, with some people screaming and others turning their heads away unable to bear to watch.

Seeing this, General Qi immediately began to make subsequent arrangements. She used her connections and means to communicate with the media and asked them to claim in their reports that the deceased was Sang Jiuyue. Due to regulations, the police would not disclose the personal information of the deceased at will, and the woman's family had been bribed by General Qi to remain silent.

For a time, all major media outlets used the headline "Sang Jiuyue jumped to her death" and rushed to report this "breaking news". The Internet was instantly flooded with related topics, and the public was in an uproar. Some were shocked, some were regretful, and some were speculating and discussing on social media. At the center of this storm of public opinion, General Manager Qi was secretly proud. She knew that everything was going according to plan. The illusion of Sang Jiuyue's "death" had been successfully created. Next, it would be a brand new beginning.

The sun shines on the private golf course of Sang Shuwan's family. She is graceful and elegantly swinging the club. Jiang Cimu, who is standing beside her, admires her intently. The white golf ball streaks across the sky like a meteor and lands precisely. (End of this chapter)