How can you ascend to heaven when you are a star?

Chapter 453 Mental Illness?
Just as the hashtag “Sun Shiping causes a scene at the hospital and exposes the inside story of the Golden Melody Awards” topped the trending searches, the official Weibo account of the Music Association updated with a strongly worded statement.

"Regarding the recent inappropriate remarks made online by our association's vice president, Sun Shiping, the association solemnly declares: Sun Shiping's claim that music association president Zheng Jinpeng accepted bribes and manipulated the Golden Melody Awards winners list is pure nonsense and his personal ramblings."

"The Music Association has always adhered to the principles of fairness, impartiality, and openness in organizing various music award selection activities. Regarding Sun Shiping's malicious rumors that seriously damaged the association's reputation, the association has initiated legal proceedings and will pursue his legal responsibility in accordance with the law in order to safeguard the legitimate rights and good reputation of the Music Association."

At the same time, Tianxi Media's official Weibo account also released a similar statement.

"Tianxi Media hereby solemnly responds to the online rumors. The company's general manager, Li Lehua, has never given gifts to any personnel of the Music Association, nor has he interfered with the Golden Melody Awards judging results. Sun Shiping's baseless accusations are malicious slander against Tianxi Media and General Manager Li Lehua."

"Tianxi Media has always been committed to discovering and cultivating outstanding musical talents, actively promoting the healthy development of the music industry, and resolutely resisting any form of false rumors. We reserve the right to take legal action against Sun Shiping and demand that he immediately cease his infringing behavior and eliminate the adverse effects."

The two statements quickly caused a huge uproar online, and because of the extraordinary identities of the two parties, they soon became a trending topic.

Sun Shiping's accusations and Zheng Jinpeng and Li Lehua's denials have led to much debate about who is telling the truth and who is lying.

Some people think that the statements from the Music Association and Tianxi Media are too perfunctory. Since Sun Shiping dares to say this, he must have evidence. Who would believe such a flimsy denial?

Some people think that Sun Shiping is talking nonsense and that he is desperate after being exposed by Tian Yu. After all, the Music Association and Tianxi Media are such big organizations and companies, they can't all lie, right?

Just as the controversy surrounding the incident continued to gain traction, another dramatic event was unfolding in Shenzhen.

After receiving Zheng Jinpeng's call, Sun Shiping's wife and son rushed from Beijing to Shenzhen and dragged Sun Shiping, who was still in the hospital, back to the hotel.

“Dad, stop talking nonsense.” Sun Ziyang, Sun Shiping’s son, looked at his father with impatience. “Chairman Zheng said that as long as you shut up now and admit that you were just talking nonsense in a moment of impulse, he will provide our family with several big projects.”

Sun Shiping, still furious about Zheng Jinpeng's attempt to shift blame, suddenly stood up upon hearing his son's words. Pointing at his son, he yelled, "You brat, who's your father anyway? I'm being used as a pawn by Zheng Jinpeng, and he's even suing me for spreading rumors. Instead of standing up for me, you're speaking up for him? From today onwards, you're not my son."

His wife, Zhao Yan, quickly stepped forward and pulled her husband back, pleadingly saying, "Old Sun, how can you say such a thing? We're both getting old, and you're almost at retirement age. Why get angry with Chairman Zheng? Wouldn't it be better to just focus on earning some money for your retirement?"

"Money, money, money, all you ever think about is money!" Sun Shiping shook off his wife's hand and said angrily, "Why should I, Sun Shiping, back down? Everything I did was done according to his instructions, and when things went wrong, he pushed me out as a scapegoat. Is this how a chairman should act? This time, I'm going to stand up to him to the bitter end."

“Stand firm to the end? What do you have to fight back with?” Sun Ziyang sneered. “Zheng Jinpeng is the chairman, and you are just the vice chairman. Don’t you know the saying that you can’t fight city hall? If you keep making trouble, not only will you not get any benefits, but you might also be arrested by the police. Then our family will be completely ruined.”

"Snapped!"

Sun Shiping raised his hand and slapped his son across the face, cursing, "For a little bit of dirty money, you don't even care about your father's reputation? How could I have given birth to such a shameless thing like you?"

Sun Ziyang was completely stunned by the blow. After a while, he came to his senses, covered his face, and said, "Dad, why did you hit me? Am I wrong? Do you really want to fight Chairman Zheng to the death? What will Mom and I do then?"
Zhao Yan gripped her husband's hand tightly and pleaded, "Old Sun, for the sake of this family and our son, just accept it. It won't cost you anything. You really can't beat Chairman Zheng."

"Snapped!"

Sun Shiping went berserk again, this time slapping his wife and coldly saying, "Boosting the enemy's morale while diminishing our own, how come I can't beat Zheng Jinpeng? Does Zheng Jinpeng have three heads and six arms?"

Zhao Yan was slapped so hard she stumbled backward and almost fell to the ground.

Sun Ziyang quickly stepped forward to support him, looking at his father in disbelief, feeling so unfamiliar with him at that moment.

"Dad, how could you hit Mom?"

Zhao Yan was also full of surprise. After so many years of marriage, this was the first time her husband had hit her.

"You both deserve to be beaten!" Sun Shiping said through gritted teeth. "I've seen through you. You're both money-grubbing bastards. You'd even betray me for money. Get out, both of you get out!"

"No, that's not how it is," Zhao Yan shook her head vehemently in protest.

"Stop talking, I don't want to hear you say anything right now. Get out, all of you get out!" Sun Shiping pointed at the door, his chest heaving violently.

Zhao Yan and Sun Ziyang exchanged a glance, and finally had no choice but to leave the room.

"Mom, I think Dad has really gone mad." Sun Ziyang's face was gloomy and uncertain.

His cultural company survives entirely on projects brought in by his father. If his father is kicked out of the music association and offends Chairman Zheng, his cultural company will soon have to close down, and his family will lose an important source of income.

"He's gone mad. When has he ever hit us before?" Zhao Yan said sadly.

"What do we do now? Are we going to let this family be ruined by Dad?" Sun Ziyang felt a little panicked when he thought of Chairman Zheng's promises and threats.

After hearing this, Zhao Yan fell silent for a moment.

She thought of the mortgage on their house, her daughter studying abroad, her pregnant daughter-in-law, and her soon-to-be-born grandson. All of this absolutely could not be ruined because of her husband's willfulness.

With this in mind, her gaze gradually hardened. She took out her phone from her pocket and dialed Zheng Jinpeng's number.

Soon, the call was connected.

“President Zheng, I’ve seen Old Sun. He’s not in good mental condition. I think he might have suffered some kind of shock. Do you know anyone in Shenzhen? I’d like to take Old Sun back to Beijing and send him to a mental hospital for treatment for a while,” Zhao Yan said in a deep voice.

Sun Ziyang, who was standing to the side, was stunned when he heard this, his eyes widening as wide as light bulbs.

Mom wants to send Dad to a mental hospital?

Isn't this going a bit too far?
Zheng Jinpeng was also somewhat surprised, but his expression quickly turned to admiration. Not everyone has the courage to make such a decisive choice in such a short time.

“It must have been provoked by Lao Tian and his son. Don’t worry, sister-in-law. I’ve known Lao Sun for so many years. If something happens to him, I will definitely not sit idly by.” Zheng Jinpeng said passionately, “How about this, I’ll have someone contact you right now and help you bring Lao Sun back to Beijing.”

"Thank you, Chairman Zheng. I hope you will continue to support my son's company in the future," Zhao Yan said.

"You mean Ziyang? Don't worry, he's Old Sun's son, so he's my godson. I'll never treat him badly in the future," Zheng Jinpeng said confidently.

This is an exchange of interests.

The other party helped him settle things with Sun Shiping, taking the blame for everything, and in return, he gave the other party enough benefits to ensure that the Sun family's business would continue to grow.

"Okay." Zhao Yan didn't say anything more and hung up the phone.

"Mom, are you really going to send Dad to a mental hospital?" Sun Ziyang asked in a low voice.

"Do you have any other way to stop your dad from making a scene?" Zhao Yan looked up at her son. Although she felt a little reluctant, she had no choice but to do this for the sake of her family.

Sun Ziyang opened his mouth, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

He had already said everything he needed to to his father, but not only did he fail to persuade him, he even received a slap in the face. He was truly powerless. It's perfectly natural for a father to discipline his son, but if a son were to discipline his father, he would be struck by lightning.

This is probably what bloodline suppression is all about.

Not long after, Zhao Yan's phone rang.

The other party claimed to be Zheng Jinpeng's friend and also a doctor, responsible for helping to bring the "patient" back to Beijing.

Zhao Yan immediately gave the hotel name and arranged a time, asking the other party to wait outside.

A dozen minutes later, the phone rang again.

Zhao Yan glanced at the caller ID, confirmed the number, and knew it was the person she was waiting for.

"Let's go." Zhao Yan looked at her son beside her.

Sun Ziyang took a deep breath, then nodded and followed his mother toward his father's room.

"Ding dong!"

The doorbell rings.

Soon, the door opened.

When Sun Shiping saw his wife and son standing outside the door, his brows immediately furrowed, and he said irritably, "Why are you back again?"

Zhao Yan initially felt somewhat guilty out of consideration for her husband's relationship with her, but upon seeing the tone of her husband's voice, that guilt immediately vanished.

"Old Sun, it's getting dark. Haven't you had dinner yet? Our son wants to take us out to eat. Let's go," Zhao Yan said, taking her husband's arm.

"What's there to eat? I'm already full of anger." Sun Shiping said with a sullen face, but this time he didn't shake off his wife's hand.

"Don't be angry, we'll listen to you, okay?" Zhao Yan said, then winked at her son.

Sun Ziyang immediately understood and said with a forced smile, "Dad, I was wrong. Can't you accept this meal as my apology? Besides, this is Mom's first time in Shenzhen. After dinner, you can take her for a walk around and help her relax."

When Sun Shiping saw his wife and son apologize one after another, half of his anger subsided, and he finally nodded in agreement.

Zhao Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then took her husband's arm and walked out of the room. Sun Ziyang put the room key in his pocket before chasing after them.

The three of them walked out of the hotel.

"What shall we eat?" Sun Shiping's tone softened.

Zhao Yan smiled and quickly glanced at a black minivan parked on the side of the road. The windows were tinted dark, so she couldn't see the people inside, but she recognized the license plate number very well. It was the same license plate number that Zheng Jinpeng's friend had mentioned on the phone.

“Don’t you love Cantonese food? Yangyang said there’s a really good Cantonese restaurant nearby, let’s go try it.” Zhao Yan said, deliberately walking towards the van.

Sun Shiping didn't think much of it and followed his wife's footsteps forward until they reached the van. Suddenly, the door opened with a "whoosh," and two men wearing white coats and masks got out.

Sun Shiping was slightly taken aback. Before he could react, two people in white coats walked up to him and put their arms around his arms, one on each side.

"What are you trying to do?" Sun Shiping asked sternly.

“Mr. Sun, we are doctors from Shenzhen Mental Health Center. We received a request for help from a family member and need their cooperation in going to the hospital for an examination,” one of the men said calmly.

Sun Shiping's face instantly darkened, and he struggled to say, "What mental examination? I'm not sick, have you got the wrong person?"

Zhao Yan then said, "Old Sun, don't get agitated. It's just a routine check-up. You've been getting angry a lot lately, and I'm worried about you."

Sun Shiping was shocked. When he looked at his wife, his eyes were filled with shock and anger. "Did you send them? You conspired with Zheng Jinpeng to send me to a mental hospital?"

At that moment, he finally realized what was happening.

The apology and the invitation to dinner were all traps.

Sun Ziyang felt a chill run down his spine from his father's gaze and quickly turned his head away, saying in a trembling voice, "Dad, we're only doing this for your own good. You've been too agitated lately, cursing and hitting people. You should go to the hospital and get some proper treatment; it'll be good for your health."

"What a load of rubbish!" Sun Shiping cursed. "How much did Zheng Jinpeng give you that you'd send me to a mental hospital? Are you even human?"

Zhao Yan and Sun Ziyang remained silent, feeling guilty.

The two doctors ignored the family disputes and forcefully pulled the 'patient' into the car.

"I'm not sick!" Sun Shiping shouted. "Let me out! This is kidnapping! I'm going to sue you!"

After saying that, he swung his fist and punched the doctor.

The two doctors were clearly used to this kind of scene; they simply pressed the person down into the chair and then restrained them with straps.

Sun Shiping did not give up. He continued to curse and shake his body, causing the entire car to vibrate.

One of the doctors took a syringe from a silver medical kit and, without saying a word, injected it directly into the 'patient'. Sun Shiping struggled a few times, but eventually became still.

"Doctor, is my dad alright?" Sun Ziyang asked worriedly.

"It's nothing, just a sedative. You'll be in the capital after a good night's sleep," the doctor said casually.

Sun Ziyang breathed a sigh of relief and then said, "Doctor, please wait a moment. I'll go back to my room to pack my things and I'll be right back."

"Hmm." The doctor nodded.

Sun Ziyang immediately returned to the hotel, packed his father's luggage, and made sure nothing was left behind before leaving the hotel with his suitcase.

Soon, the van slowly left the hotel and headed towards Beijing.

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(End of this chapter)