Honest Beta gets scammed

Li Qing leaned against the corner of the wall, the nausea gradually subsiding, her limbs feeling weak.

The phone screen had long since gone dark; he hadn't looked at a single word of Zhuo Ye's annoying messages.

He felt it was dirty.

Not only was the video footage dirty, but He Xiangchen himself and the things he said also disgusted him.

What Enigma, what mental riot, what high-matching partner?

What He Xiangchen said in the private room was probably just another stand-up routine; he almost believed it.

Li Qing stared blankly at the floor for a long time before slowly getting up, leaning against the wall, and stumbling into the bathroom.

In the mirror.

Li Qing's eyes were red and swollen, and his eyeballs were bloodshot. He had been crying ever since the banquet ended, feeling as if he had cried all the tears he had in the first half of his life.

He stared at himself in the mirror, slightly lost in thought.

He was just a Beta from the countryside, uneducated and without connections. He just wanted to earn some money for his sister's dowry, but he ended up in this mess. He never thought that one day he would get himself into such a mess because of love.

Looking away, Li Qing stopped looking at the pathetic face in the mirror.

Li Qing turned on the shower, and as the water poured over his head, he closed his eyes, trying to wash away the gloom that filled him with.

At the same time.

In an alley, Zhuo Ye squatted next to a trash can, staring at the chat box on his phone screen, his brows furrowed tightly.

"Damn it, why aren't you saying anything after seeing the video?"

Zhuo Ye muttered something in frustration.

He had already sent out the video, along with a bunch of sarcastic remarks. He thought Li Qing would be furious and curse back, or break down in tears, but the other side was completely silent, like they were dead.

Just as I was getting annoyed, I heard footsteps coming from the end of the alley.

A man dressed in black walked over.

As soon as Zhuo Ye looked up, the impatience on his face vanished instantly, and he immediately put on a fawning smile and went to greet him.

"Brother, you've arrived."

Zhuo Ye turned his phone screen up: "I've already sent the video to Li Qing as you requested, but that kid's playing dead and not replying. That shouldn't be my problem, right?"

He smiled obsequiously, but the man's expression was indifferent; he didn't even glance at his phone.

Zhuo Ye's smile gradually faded, and a hint of unease appeared in his eyes.

He certainly didn't see Li Qing and He Xiangchen having dinner, and as for what happened at the banquet, it was impossible for someone of his level to find out.

He was able to send these things to Li Qing purely because he was acting on the instructions of the man in front of him.

The man asked him to send a video to Li Qing, promising him 200,000 yuan after it was done.

Since the company investigated the cyberbullying incident involving Li Qing, Zhuo Ye has been completely sidelined by Twilight Nebula.

He couldn't get any resources or even a single gig, and could only live off his meager savings. But he used to spend every penny he earned, and hadn't saved any money at all. As his money dwindled, he became increasingly anxious every day.

He's now able to earn 200,000 yuan just by posting a video, and he can also take a jab at Li Qing, so of course he's very happy.

But what if the other party changes their mind and refuses to pay?

Zhuo Ye secretly glanced at the man.

This is an Alpha, stronger than him, with a cold and sharp gaze. If they really fought, he definitely wouldn't be able to beat him.

Zhuo Ye's eyes flickered. Just as he was about to convince himself to let it go, since it wouldn't be a loss to disgust Li Qing, the man finally spoke.

"This is what I promised you."

The man tossed a black canvas bag over.

Zhuo Ye's face lit up with joy. He hurriedly took it, unzipped it, and glanced inside. There were neatly stacked stacks of cash inside.

After receiving the money, Zhuo Ye breathed a sigh of relief, and his tone of voice became more relaxed.

He glanced at the man and chuckled, "I won't count them. I trust you won't lie to me, brother."

The man looked disdainful and turned to leave.

Seeing him about to leave, Zhuo Ye couldn't help but think for a moment and tentatively ask, "Hey, bro, who exactly is that big shot in the video who messed with Li Qing?"

Upon hearing this, the man paused, turned around, and his expression instantly turned cold.

Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask.

The Alpha pheromones, mixed with a warning, pressed down on him, and Zhuo Ye shuddered in fright, immediately nodding in agreement.

The man snorted coldly and strode away from the alley.

Seeing this, Zhuo Ye stopped thinking about it.

Who cares who it is, as long as I get the money.

He then clutched the bag full of cash tightly and ran quickly toward the other end of the alley.

The man walked out of the back alley, deliberately taking a longer route, and only after confirming that no one was following him did he open the door of a black sedan parked on the side of the road and get in.

"Young Master, everything is arranged."

In the back seat, Yang An leaned back in the leather seat, a slight smile on his handsome face.

Seeing that he was in a good mood, the man hesitated for a moment and asked, "Are we really just going to let that kid go like this?"

Upon hearing this, Yang An glanced calmly out the car window.

"We can't touch him now, let's find an opportunity."

No matter how bad Zhuo Ye is, he is still an artist under Twilight Nebula.

Twilight Nebula belongs to Fang Yuehan. Given this superficial relationship, Yang An has to treat Zhuo Ye with caution and not let him disappear without a trace, lest he cause unnecessary trouble.

As for Li Qing...

I wonder what Li Qing's reaction will be after seeing that video?

Thinking of this, Yang An's smile deepened.

He couldn't openly take action against Li Qing, since He Xiangchen was protecting him closely. But what if Li Qing couldn't handle the stimulation and left on his own?

Yang An knew a little about Li Qing.

He curled the corners of his lips into a smile and waved his hand.

The vehicle started and sped away, quickly disappearing into the night.

One night passed.

Li Qing opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling.

He wasn't very sleepy; he rubbed his sore eyes and reached for his phone on the bedside table.

The screen lit up; Guan Li's message had already arrived.

[Sister Li: I've already reported this to my superiors. Their decision is that if you're switching companies, you'll have to pay a penalty for breach of contract. However, if you're not working as an artist anymore, you don't need to pay the penalty.]

[Sister Li: Are you sure you're quitting?]

Upon seeing this message, Li Qing's eyes flickered.

In the past, he would have definitely pressed for details about why the conditions were so lenient and why the company was so accommodating, but now, he didn't even have the slightest desire to investigate.

Whether it was He Xiangchen opening a back door for him behind the scenes, or the higher-ups genuinely showing mercy, he didn't want to care anymore.

It would be best if he could avoid losing money. He doesn't need to burden himself with debt and make things so embarrassing for the sake of some kind of pride.

Li Qing replied crisply as he tapped his fingers on the screen.

"Yes, thank you, Sister Li. I really won't be doing it anymore."

[Then take the apartment back too. I'm going back to my hometown; I'm leaving today.]