After I died, they cried in the live studio

She thought that there were many people with similar voices, so there was nothing to be surprised about. Besides, she came to the banquet with the important task of selecting new models for the studio.

After thinking about it like this, she suppressed the doubt in her heart, smiled again, and shook her head gently, as if to put aside her groundless suspicions. Then she turned around and walked briskly into the crowd with her bestie.

Yi Shuqi wore a light pink off-shoulder dress that perfectly showed her elegant temperament. She was graceful and her skirt swayed like waves when she walked. Along the way, she made eye contact with other fashion people from time to time and smiled in a friendly manner. Soon, her figure gradually blurred and disappeared in this banquet full of gorgeous clothes and shining lights.

Hearing the voice of "Hello, Sister Ruili", Yi Shuqi suddenly stopped and looked at Sang Jiuyue with a sharp gaze. This voice was so similar to the Sang Jiuyue in her memory that it made her heart tremble. But in an instant, rationality quickly returned.

She thought to herself, the world is so big, with a population of hundreds of millions, and even in this small fashion circle, there are many people with similar voices. She has participated in various fashion events over the years and encountered many cases of similar voices. Take last year's Paris Fashion Week, for example, there was a new designer who spoke with a voice very similar to an old friend of hers from many years ago. At first glance, she almost mistook him. It was too hasty to suspect that the person in front of her was Sang Jiuyue just because of this accidental similarity in voice. After all, Sang Jiuyue should be in her distant hometown now, how could she appear in this fashion banquet in Milan.

Moreover, this banquet is of great significance to her. Many influential people in the fashion circle gather here, which is a great opportunity for her to expand her network and seek cooperation for the studio. She plans to have in-depth exchanges with several well-known designers at the banquet and strive to get priority cooperation rights for the next season's new products. At the same time, she also needs to build good relationships with the editors-in-chief of those fashion magazines to strive for more opportunities for the models under the studio to appear on the cover. Her schedule is full, and every link is related to the future development of the studio. It would be unwise to waste time on such groundless speculation at this critical juncture and miss the communication with important people.

After weighing the pros and cons, Yi Shuqi suppressed the strange feeling in her heart, put on a decent smile again, turned around as if nothing had happened, and followed the pace of her companions with light but firm steps. She was elegant, and her light pink off-shoulder dress swayed gently as she walked, like a beautiful flower blooming in the crowd. Along the way, she nodded and exchanged a few words with the people around her from time to time. Soon, she disappeared in the hustle and bustle of the crowd and the interweaving of light and shadow, and devoted herself to the busy social life brought by this fashion feast.

Sang Jiuyue saw Yi Shuqi passing by from the corner of her eye, and her heart suddenly began to beat wildly, as if it was going to burst out of her chest. She knew that although she had changed her appearance now, Yi Shuqi had known her for a long time. If she was detected with a sense of familiarity, all her careful preparations would be in jeopardy.

In an instant, countless thoughts rushed through her mind. She recalled the past of the two of them, and was worried that Yi Shuqi would recognize her from some subtle expression or movement. She was so nervous that her breathing became rapid, but she knew she had to stay calm.

Sang Jiuyue clenched the wine glass tightly in her hand, her knuckles turned white from the force, in order to steady her shaking hands. She lowered her head slightly, letting her carefully groomed hair fall down, covering part of her face, and pretended to be calm and continued to talk to the person next to her, even though every word seemed to be squeezed out from a dry throat. She deliberately slowed down her speech and tried to keep her voice steady, but only she knew that her heart had already been surging like a stormy sea.

In between conversations, she would secretly look up and observe Yi Shuqi's movements, until that familiar figure completely disappeared in the crowd, and only then would her tense nerves dare to relax a little.

Ruili leaned closer to Sang Jiyue and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Jiyue, after this banquet, when we return home, President Qi plans to help you officially announce your new identity. This is a plan we have been preparing for a long time. By then, there will be a series of carefully planned activities that will help you quickly become well-known in the fashion circle and firmly establish your roots."

When Sang Jiuyue heard this, a flash of surprise flashed across her eyes, as if she saw the light of dawn in the darkness. But then, worry covered her eyes like a dark cloud. She bit her lower lip subconsciously, frowned slightly, and leaned closer to Ruili, her voice unconsciously trembling: "Sister Ruili, I really want to start a new identity, but Yi Shuqi just passed by, and I always felt that she looked at me with suspicion. Is it really okay to make it public now? If someone finds out, all my previous efforts will be in vain."

Ruili looked determined and patted Sang Jiuyue's arm gently, trying to convey strength and reassurance: "Jiyue, don't scare yourself. Our team has made countless preparations for this day. Your new identity, from birth certificate to academic resume, every detail can withstand scrutiny. In addition, your appearance, temperament and conversation have changed dramatically. Even if Yi Shuqi has doubts in her heart, she will definitely not be able to find any flaws. You just need to follow the steps and cooperate with the subsequent arrangements, and everything will fall into place."

Sang Jiuyue took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling slightly, trying to digest Ruili's words. Her eyes became firm, and she nodded vigorously: "Sister Ruili, I believe in you, and I believe in President Qi. This is my only chance to change my fate, and I will do my best." After saying that, she straightened her back and put a confident smile on her face again. Although she still felt a little uneasy in her heart, she was ready to meet the upcoming challenges.

In Alice's artistically decorated office, sunlight poured in through the French windows, illuminating the room. Sang Shuwan frowned, staring at the news of Sang Jiuyue's "death" on his phone, while Nancy paced back and forth anxiously. Alice folded her arms across her chest, looking solemn.

"This is too strange." Alice was the first to break the silence. She walked to the window, and the light and shadow outlined her neat figure. "From beginning to end, there was no official confirmation from the police. There was only the social media hype."

Sang Shuwan raised his head, his eyes full of suspicion: "That's right, Sang Jiuyue is very cunning, I really can't believe that she died so easily. In the past, she would use any means to achieve her goals. Maybe she is playing tricks this time."

Nancy stopped walking, looking puzzled. "But even if she wanted to fake her death, what was her motive? She's already doing well in the fashion industry, there's no need for her to give up everything."

Alice turned around, her eyes sharp. "Perhaps it is because she is in a high position and has made too many enemies, so she wants to get rid of some troubles. Or maybe there are greater interests behind her that drive her to do this."

Sang Shuwan bit her lower lip and fell into deep thought: "I remember that she had close contacts with several mysterious people before. Could it be that they were behind all this? Maybe she is hiding somewhere now, planning something even more terrible."

Nancy put her hands on her hips, anxiously saying, "Then we can't just sit there and wait, we have to find out. If she really faked her death, we don't know how much trouble it will bring us."

Alice nodded slightly, her eyes serious. "I think this matter is probably related to Mr. Qi. As you know, Mr. Qi is always cautious and always does things in a proper manner. But this time, I saw him sending many reporters to the scene to publicize this incident. This is too abnormal. In the past, he would not easily use such a large number of media resources unless he wanted to guide public opinion. So, I suspect that Mr. Qi played a very important role in this matter."

Sang Shuwan was surprised when he heard this. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Now that you mention it, it seems like there is indeed something fishy going on. Mr. Qi and Sang Jiuyue have had a lot of business dealings before. It's hard to guarantee that they won't plan such a fake death farce because of conflicts of interest."

Nancy frowned, looking worried: "If it is really Mr. Qi who is behind this, then what is his purpose? And how can we find out the truth?"

The three of them fell into a brief silence, and the atmosphere in the office became increasingly solemn. Everyone was thinking about the truth behind this complicated situation.

Nancy's eyes suddenly lit up and she said, "I paid some attention and found that Mr. Qi has trained a lot of talents abroad. Most of the artists in his company have been trained abroad. I have a friend who is very successful in the foreign fashion circle and has a wide network of contacts. I can ask him to help keep an eye on Mr. Qi's movements abroad. Maybe we can dig out some key clues."

Sang Shuwan nodded slightly, a glimmer of hope in his eyes: "That's a solution. Mr. Qi's overseas layout may be closely related to Sang Jiuyue's matter. If we can find a breakthrough there, maybe we can uncover the mystery behind it."

Alice crossed her arms, thought for a moment and said, "Okay, let your friend pay more attention to Mr. Qi's industries and connections abroad, especially any clues related to Sang Jiuyue. However, let your friend be careful too. Mr. Qi is a cautious person. If he realizes that he is being monitored, he may be on guard, and then it will be more difficult for us to investigate."

Nancy patted her chest confidently and said, "Don't worry, my friend is smart and won't be easily exposed. Once there is any news, he will definitely inform us immediately."

Sang Shuwan's brows were still furrowed as he said worriedly, "I hope we can gain something. Every second we delay now may mean that Sang Jiuyue will make new moves. We have to hurry up."

The three of them reached a consensus on this. Although the atmosphere was still solemn, there was a bit more determination in their eyes to break the deadlock. A secret investigation surrounding Mr. Qi and Sang Jiuyue quietly began.

Sang Shuwan had a serious expression and said in a solemn tone: "Sang Jiuyue is a person who will do anything to achieve her goals. Since she has approached Mr. Qi, this matter must not be that simple. In my opinion, Mr. Qi will first help her get a new identity, and then I'm afraid he will start targeting us. We must be fully prepared and not be caught off guard by her."

Nancy's expression froze, and she nodded in agreement: "That's right, Sang Jiuyue is scheming and ruthless, and with Mr. Qi's help behind the scenes, once they take action, they will definitely be aggressive. I have to contact my friend and ask him to speed up the investigation."

Alice frowned slightly, and after thinking for a moment, she said, "We can't just focus on overseas. Mr. Qi must have made some moves in China, so we have to keep a close eye on his movements here, as well as any disturbances in the company. We might be able to find some clues to their plans."

Sang Shuwan bit her lip, her eyes revealing a hint of ruthlessness: "No matter what, we must not let Sang Jiuyue succeed this time. We have suffered from her before, this time we must take the initiative and nip her conspiracy in the bud."

Nancy clenched her fists, her eyes firm: "Yes, if we work together, we will definitely be able to uncover their conspiracy and make Sang Jiuyue's wishful thinking come to nothing."

The three of them looked at each other, their eyes full of determination and resoluteness. A secret contest with Sang Jiuyue and President Qi had already begun.

Sang Shuwan took a deep breath, calmed down, and said with a firm gaze: "We don't need to be too scared. Although the combination of President Qi and Sang Jiuyue may cause a lot of trouble, President Qi's total assets and resources are not as good as the three of us combined. As long as we work together and develop a reasonable response strategy, there is nothing to be afraid of."

Nancy nodded slightly, her expression relaxed a little, "That's right, if we fight alone, each of us has our own advantages, but if we unite, our strength cannot be underestimated. Even if Mr. Qi has any conspiracy, he has to think twice."

Alice crossed her arms and thought for a moment before saying, "That being said, we can't let our guard down. Mr. Qi and Sang Jiuyue might be planning something in the dark. We have to strike first and take the initiative to disrupt their plans."

Sang Shuwan's eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness, "I agree. We can start with Mr. Qi's recent business cooperation to see if we can find evidence of his collusion with Sang Jiuyue and seize the initiative."

Nancy clapped her hands excitedly. "What a good idea! I'll contact my friend right away and ask him to pay attention to Mr. Qi's domestic business layout while investigating foreign trends."

Alice nodded and said with a firm look: "Okay, everyone take action. We must not let their conspiracy succeed." The three of them quickly assigned the tasks and prepared to meet the upcoming challenges with the determination to break the deadlock.

The lights were on, and the night was quietly covering the earth like ink. Sang Shuwan dragged her heavy steps and slowly walked towards her magnificent villa. The iron carved door slowly opened under the induction, making a slight "creaking" sound, as if sighing softly for her return.

Walking along the cobblestone path, the carefully trimmed shrubs on both sides were dimly visible in the dim moonlight. The water in the fountain pool was shimmering under the light, but Sang Shuwan was full of worries at the moment and had no intention of appreciating the scenery that usually made her feel relaxed and happy.

The door of the villa opened automatically, and the warm yellow light poured out like a tide, trying to dispel the chill around her. Jiang Cimu heard the noise and immediately stood up from the soft beige sofa. He put down the book in his hand and walked quickly towards Sang Shuwan. Seeing her frowning brows and her eyes full of fatigue and anxiety, Jiang Cimu's eyes were instantly filled with worry.

He reached out and gently took the bag from Sang Shuwan's shoulder, and took her hands, which were slightly cold due to long periods of tension and thinking. "What's wrong, baby? You don't look well." Jiang Cimu's voice was low and gentle, like a warm breeze blowing.

Sang Shuwan held Jiang Cimu's arm tightly, as if grasping a life-saving straw, and the two walked side by side to the sofa in the living room and sat down. Sang Shuwan took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, but his eyes were still solemn.

"Ci Mu, something big has happened." Sang Shuwan's voice trembled slightly, "Today we found out something about Sang Jiuyue, and now the media is full of news about her death. But from beginning to end, there has been no police confirmation." As she spoke, she took out her phone from her bag, clicked on the overwhelming news reports, and handed it to Jiang Ci Mu, "Look, these news are spreading like wildfire, but for such an important matter, there is no official certification. Alice, Nancy and I all feel that there must be someone behind this who is fanning the flames. This unconfirmed news may just be a rumor."

Jiang Cimu took the phone and browsed the news carefully. His brows were furrowed tighter and tighter, and his expression became more serious. After reading, he put the phone on the coffee table, looked back at Sang Shuwan, nodded slightly, and motioned her to continue.

Sang Shuwan turned slightly to face Jiang Cimu, twisting his hands unconsciously together: "Sang Jiuyue, you also know that she always uses any means to achieve her goals. This time she went to find Mr. Qi, it must be bad news. We suspect that Mr. Qi is helping her get a new identity, and there is a high probability that he will target us later. Think about it, under normal circumstances, how can a person's death be reported by the media without the police? This is too unreasonable."

Jiang Cimu pondered for a moment, raised his hand and stroked his chin, his eyes full of thought. "You are right, this matter is indeed strange." He frowned slightly, looking into the distance, as if sorting out various possibilities in his mind, "Sang Jiuyue is a thoughtful person, and Mr. Qi is not a pushover either. The two of them must be planning something together. So what are you going to do next?"

Sang Shuwan bit her lower lip, leaving a faint mark on her pink lips. Her eyes were firm, as if she had made up her mind: "We have already discussed it. On the one hand, we will let Nancy's friends abroad keep an eye on Mr. Qi's movements to see if his overseas layout is related to Sang Jiuyue; on the other hand, we will also pay close attention to Mr. Qi's business moves in China, and try to find evidence of their collusion and take the initiative."

Jiang Cimu reached out and gently held Sang Shuwan's hand. His palm was broad and warm, giving people a sense of reassurance. "Don't worry too much, baby. The three of you are strong enough to be together. Now that you have found the suspicious points, follow the clues. I believe you can find out the truth and thwart their conspiracy." He gently patted the back of Sang Shuwan's hand, his eyes full of encouragement, "If you need my help, don't hesitate to ask me."

Sang Shuwan looked at Jiang Cimu, tears welling up in her eyes, a light of emotion and peace of mind. She nodded vigorously, as if she had drawn endless strength at this moment. In the living room, the light was still warm and soft, and time seemed to stand still at this moment. Only the sound of the two people whispering about how to deal with it echoed gently in the air, filled with firmness and determination.

Milan's fashion district is sunny and bright, and Yi Shuqi is fully engaged in the preparations for the fashion show. She is in a spacious studio, surrounded by fashion magazines, design drawings and exquisite model props.

At this time, the news of Sang Jiuyue's "suspected death" was spreading in China, but Yi Shuqi, who was far away in a foreign country, knew nothing about it. The foreign fashion circle strictly screens information, and this unconfirmed and limited reprinted news from the domestic entertainment media did not attract the attention of foreign media at all, and naturally did not reach her ears. Yi Shuqi had just finished a telephone conference with a fabric supplier and leaned back in her chair tiredly. The assistant handed her a cup of espresso and advised: "Boss Yi, you have been working too hard these days, you need to pay attention to rest." Yi Shuqi smiled and waved her hand, "This show is very important and must be perfect." She took a sip of coffee and instantly became energetic.

At this time, a friend in China called her via video. As soon as the call was connected, the friend said anxiously, "Shu Qi, you are still in the dark, right? It's all over the country, Sang Jiuyue is suspected to be dead, and many people say there is something fishy going on."

Upon hearing this, Yi Shuqi's coffee cup suddenly froze in her hand, her face full of astonishment: "What? When did it happen? I didn't hear anything about it at all."

My friend frowned and said, "It was first reported by the entertainment media in the past few days, and the police have not yet come to a conclusion. I think it is probably fake news."

Yi Shuqi's eyes suddenly became sharp, and she sat up straight, her face full of confusion: "When? When did she work with Mr. Qi?"

The friend was surprised and said, "Hey, haven't you heard of it before? Mr. Qi and Chu Ling had a deal with each other once, and then Chu Ling introduced Sang Jiuyue to Mr. Qi. Mr. Qi began to pay close attention to Sang Jiuyue. Everyone was talking about this at the banquet, and it spread very widely."

Yi Shuqi rubbed her temples, trying to recall, and murmured: "At that time, I was busy with this big show abroad, and I didn't participate in many social occasions in China. I really didn't know about this. Why did they cooperate?"

The friend cleared his throat and said seriously, "Everyone is speculating that President Qi is attracted to Sang Jiyue because she and Sang Shuwan are sworn enemies. As you know, President Qi and Alice have never gotten along, while Sang Shuwan and Alice are close. President Qi probably wants to use Sang Jiyue to target Sang Shuwan and the others, and then suppress Alice."

Yi Shuqi's eyes shone, and she suddenly realized, "So that's how it is. This Mr. Qi is very calculating. He used the conflict between Sang Jiuyue and Sang Shuwan to achieve his own goals. In this case, the suspected death of Sang Jiuyue might be Mr. Qi's conspiracy."

The friend nodded on the other end of the video: "Yes, everyone suspects so. Everyone talked about it at the party, but no one knows the specific details."

Yi Shuqi's eyes were solemn, and she nodded slightly: "It seems that the relationship behind this is complicated. I have to act quickly and contact my contacts in China to see if I can dig up more clues and uncover Mr. Qi's true identity."

The friend warned: "You have to be careful, Mr. Qi is not someone you can easily mess with. If you need help, just ask."

Yi Shuqi took a deep breath, her eyes firm: "Don't worry, I know what's going on. I will definitely uncover the truth of this farce."

While Sang Shuwan, Alice and Nancy were busy investigating the truth behind Sang Jiuyue's "suspected death", Yi Shuqi, who was far away in Milan, also made a surprising discovery.

After finishing the video call with her friends in China, Yi Shuqi devoted herself to investigating the relationship between Mr. Qi and Sang Jiuyue. She used her connections in the fashion circle to get information everywhere. By chance, she learned that a mysterious woman appeared at an important dinner of Milan Fashion Week.

Coincidentally, Sang Shuwan and the others had not expected that Yi Shuqi would have any intersection with Sang Jiuyue. After that, Yi Shuqi acted decisively and took the initiative to contact Sang Shuwan, Alice and Nancy to create a group.

In the group, Yi Shuqi quickly typed: "Sisters, I may have made a major discovery. At the recent dinner of Milan Fashion Week, a woman caught my attention. The tone of her voice was very similar to Sang Jiuyue's. At that time, she accidentally choked on the red wine, and the nervous expression she revealed at that moment was very similar to the appearance of Sang Jiuyue in my memory."

As soon as the message was sent, the group exploded. Nancy was the first to reply: "No way! Could it be that Sang Jiuyue really faked her death and hid in Milan? This is too outrageous."

Alice then spoke up, "If it's really her, then Mr. Qi must be involved. I noticed before that Mr. Qi's media operations on this matter were very unusual. Now it seems that their plan is more complicated than we thought."

Sang Shuwan thought for a moment and replied, "Whether it's her or not, this is an important clue. Shu Qi, can you find a way to get closer to her and confirm her identity?"

Yi Shuqi replied: "That's exactly what I meant. I'm already trying to get more information about her. I'll find a chance to get close to her in the next few days to see if I can uncover her true identity."

The atmosphere in the group was solemn and full of expectation. Everyone knew that this mysterious woman might be the key to solving the mystery of Sang Jiuyue's "death". A cross-border tracking investigation was quietly escalating.

Yi Shuqi quickly explained in the group: "But after that banquet, it was hard for me to see her again. I didn't pay much attention at the time. I just heard her voice, which sounded very much like Sang Jiuyue, so I didn't pay much attention and left. But I vaguely remember that a woman greeted her and called her Ruili. Do you know who Ruili is?"

Alice quickly replied: "I remember! Isn't Ruili Mr. Qi's secretary? She is Mr. Qi's right-hand man. It seems that Mr. Qi is behind this. Humph, but their wishful thinking will also fail. I have guessed that Sang Jiuyue is not really dead, but has changed a new identity and is preparing to target us behind the scenes."

Nancy suddenly became excited and quickly tapped on her phone: "It's really that old fox, Mr. Qi! He actually used such a trick, we must not let him succeed. Alice, do you have any other findings?"

Sang Shuwan also said, "Since it is confirmed that Ruili is Mr. Qi's secretary, then the collusion between Sang Jiuyue and Mr. Qi is even more certain. Shu Qi, you should keep an eye on Ruili's movements in Milan, maybe you can find Sang Jiuyue. Alice, Nancy and I will continue to dig deeper into Mr. Qi's actions in China to see what big move he is planning."

Yi Shuqi replied: "Okay, I will do everything I can to keep an eye on Ruili. But Mr. Qi and Sang Jiuyue must be very cautious, so everyone should be careful and not alert the enemy."

Alice was full of confidence: "Don't worry, we have already got a lot of clues this time. Their conspiracy will be exposed by us sooner or later. Let's act on our own and share the news in the group at any time."

The four of them reached an agreement on this and began to act in an orderly manner in different places in order to uncover the conspiracy of Mr. Qi and Sang Jiuyue. A fierce secret war quietly began.

Sang Jiuyue had no idea that her unintentional appearance at the banquet, just because of a word of address that Yi Shuqi caught, was like opening Pandora's box, allowing the four people to detect clues and then learn a lot of key information, step by step approaching to expose their carefully planned scheme. At this moment, she was still immersed in the pride brought by what she thought was a flawless plan.

Qi's female secretary, Ruili, stood respectfully in front of Sang Jiuyue and said softly, "Miss Sang, from now on, I, Ruili, will be your right-hand man and will help you plan your way out. Qi has said that every step we take next is crucial and we cannot afford to make any mistakes."

Sang Jiuyue's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a smug smile, her eyes full of confidence and cunning: "Humph, with President Qi's support behind the scenes, plus your assistance, Sang Shuwan and the others will definitely not be able to escape from my grasp this time. As long as we act according to the plan, I will definitely make them fail miserably."

Ruili nodded slightly, her eyes showing caution and loyalty: "Yes, Miss Sang. Don't worry, I will do my best to assist you. However, we still have to be careful and not let the other party notice anything unusual."

Sang Jiuyue waved her hand disapprovingly: "What are you afraid of? They are still kept in the dark. I want to see what expressions will be on their faces when I give them a fatal blow." After that, she raised her head and laughed, and her laughter echoed in the empty room. However, she didn't know that a counterattack storm against her and President Qi was quietly brewing.

President Qi had repeatedly warned Sang Jiuyue: "At the banquet, you must be restrained and don't be too ostentatious. Once you show your true colors and let people see through your new identity, all your previous efforts will be in vain." Although Sang Jiuyue nodded repeatedly at the time, when she really got to the banquet, she felt a little overwhelmed by the feeling of being the center of attention.

At this moment, Sang Jiuyue said to Ruili nonchalantly: "Boss Qi is just too cautious. It's just a party, what could go wrong? Besides, I was already very careful at the time." Ruili looked embarrassed and persuaded: "Miss Sang, Boss Qi must have his reasons for saying so. This new identity is the key to our plan. If it is discovered, the subsequent plan will be difficult to advance."

Sang Jiuyue waved her hands impatiently, "Okay, okay, I get it. I'll be more careful next time. Now I have you to help me, and Mr. Qi backing me up, there's nothing to be afraid of." Ruili lowered her head helplessly and said no more, but she was worried in her heart.

On the other hand, Sang Shuwan, Yi Shuqi and others are conducting an intensive investigation around the clue of "Ruili", and a big net is slowly being opened against Sang Jiuyue and Mr. Qi.

In the private sauna room of Mr. Qi's luxurious villa, thick mist slowly rises in the warm air, filled with a faint scent of lavender, shrouding the entire space in tranquility and comfort. Mr. Qi is wearing a loose white bathrobe, the softness and pure whiteness of the fabric make his temperament more relaxed. He lazily leans on the soft cushion, slightly closes his eyes, and an irreplaceable and comfortable expression appears on his face. It seems that in this steaming heat and pleasant fragrance, he is completely isolated from the hustle and bustle of the outside world, leaving only a piece of tranquility and freedom that belongs to him alone.

Sang Jiyue was also wearing a bathrobe, standing aside with a flattering look on her face. She held a warm towel in her hand, gently wiping the dense beads of sweat on Mr. Qi's head, and said with a smile: "Mr. Qi, you said that Sang Shuwan and the others were still kept in the dark, how could they have thought of our plan. This time, we will definitely make them fall flat on their face."

A sneer appeared on Mr. Qi's lips, his eyes full of disdain: "Humph, they want to fight me with just a few of them? They are too arrogant. This time I must let them know the consequences of provoking me."

Sang Jiuyue nodded vigorously and agreed quickly: "Yes, yes, it's all thanks to you, Mr. Qi. I'll remember everything you told me to do and I'll make sure nothing goes wrong."

At this time, the door of the sauna room was gently knocked, and the beautician came in with the care equipment. Mr. Qi signaled the beautician to do the hair care for him first, and turned to Sang Jiuyue and said, "While I am doing the care, you should also not be idle, pay more attention to the situation outside, and report to me immediately if there is any disturbance."

Sang Jiuyue quickly agreed and said respectfully: "Don't worry, I will keep a close eye on it." After that, she stepped aside and watched the beautician gently comb Mr. Qi's hair, apply an expensive hair mask, and then start steaming it with a warm steam device.

Mr. Qi closed his eyes slightly, enjoying all this with his whole body and soul. Sang Jiuyue stood in the corner, seemingly respectful, but in fact, an elusive light flashed in his eyes from time to time, calculating his own thoughts.

Late at night, Sang Jiuyue dragged her slightly tired body back home. The carved door slowly closed behind her, making a dull sound, as if adding a heavy background to the silent space. The house was pitch black, and she pressed the switch on the wall, and the warm yellow light instantly filled the entire entrance, illuminating her delicate but slightly tired face.

She sighed softly, took off the expensive shawl on her body, and casually hung it on the hanger. Then, she slowly walked to the living room, her high heels knocking on the polished marble floor, making a crisp and lonely sound. When she walked to the sofa, she seemed to have used up all her strength, and she sank into the soft sofa powerlessly, looking up at the ceiling, with a hint of imperceptible complex emotions in her eyes.

At this moment, the scene of seeing Yi Shuqi at the banquet flashed through my mind without any preparation. It was a luxurious banquet that was popular among celebrities in the city. The venue was a European-style manor. The manor was brightly lit, and a huge crystal chandelier hung from the high dome, casting a brilliant and dazzling light, decorating the entire banquet hall like a dream.

At the banquet, gentlemen in neat suits and ladies in gorgeous evening gowns looked like blooming flowers. Holding wine glasses, they gracefully moved around and talked to the melodious music, with laughter echoing throughout the space.

Sang Jiuyue was wearing a slim black dress that perfectly outlined her graceful figure. She was holding a glass of champagne and chatting politely with the person next to her. She turned slightly sideways and glanced casually at the crowd. At this moment, her eyes met with Yi Shuqi who was not far away.

That quick glance seemed to be frozen in time, and was constantly magnified and replayed in Sang Jiuyue's mind. Yi Shuqi stood in the middle of a group of people, wearing a white off-shoulder dress, looking noble and elegant. However, her expression at the moment was out of tune with the joyful atmosphere around her. She frowned slightly, narrowed her eyes, and revealed a light of scrutiny and suspicion.

This gaze was like a sharp hook, reaching straight to Sang Jiuyue, examining her carefully from head to toe. The gaze was icy cold, as if it could penetrate a person's skin and hit the depths of their heart. Sang Jiuyue clearly felt that every second that Yi Shuqi's gaze stayed on her face and body was like a harsh judgment.

Sang Jiuyue was very familiar with this kind of look. In the past, during those days when she could not bear to look back, whenever she appeared in public, the people around her looked at her with such suspicion, disdain and inquiry. Those looks were like sharp knives, deeply hurting her heart, making her toss and turn in pain for countless nights.

Now, feeling the same gaze from Yi Shuqi again, Sang Jiuyue felt a chill running up her spine from her feet, and she couldn't help but tremble slightly. She subconsciously hugged her arms tightly, as if this could give her some warmth and security, trying to resist the deep chill rising from the bottom of her heart. Her lips trembled slightly, and a trace of panic and fear flashed in her eyes, as if she had returned to those dark years when she was questioned and isolated by everyone.

Sang Jiuyue sank deeply into the sofa, the panic of the past and the present engulfing her like a tide. She subconsciously reached out, wanting to grab something to calm her inner turmoil, and her fingertips touched the water cup on the edge of the coffee table. (End of this chapter)