Entertainment: A song that brought his deceased wife back to life.

Luo Qianyu looked at that ugly face.

I suddenly find it ridiculous.

This is the woman who once controlled her destiny and made her live like a puppet?

Stripped of his cloak of power, he was nothing more than a pathetic coward who clung to life.

"Save you?"

Luo Qianyu spoke.

The voice was very soft, yet it sounded exceptionally clear in the quiet interrogation room.

"Do you know who collected this evidence?"

Sister Hong was stunned.

"It's...it's your dad..."

Luo Qianyu shook her head.

"it's me."

"I had the legal department review all of Star Emperor Entertainment's accounts over the past ten years."

"I had someone find the parents of the girl you drove to her death."

"That's me too."

Luo Qianyu leaned forward, her face close to the glass.

"I called Zhao Tai and told him that either I would protect you, or Xinghuang would be buried with me."

Hongjie's eyes widened in surprise.

His mouth was wide open, but no sound came out.

She couldn't believe it.

This little girl, who once wouldn't even dare to raise her voice in front of her, actually has such ruthless methods.

Why...?

Sister Hong slumped in her chair, muttering to herself.

Hongjie had actually hated Xu Qing for a long time.

She had discovered Xiaoyu's relationship with him long ago and had even tried to get him signed.

However, his assistant came back and said that he had no interest in the entertainment industry.

He even added fuel to the fire, exposing her (now in the entertainment industry) hype tactics. She could only take the opportunity to retaliate, fabricating the most vicious lies to destroy his moral compass.

"I'm doing this for your own good..."

"Xu Qing is just a poor boy, he's not good enough for you!"

"I made you say you're dead so that you'd give up on that idea and focus on your career!"

"Look how popular you've become this past year! You're a top star!"

"I'm doing all this for your future!"

Until now.

She is still using this rhetoric to cover up her wickedness.

Luo Qianyu did not speak.

She took her phone out of her suit pocket.

I opened a recording.

That was what Xu Qing said to Luo Tianxiong on the villa's terrace.

The recording quality is excellent; even the sound of the wind can be heard clearly.

She said she hopes that in my memory, she will always be that girl with beautiful eyes, even though she was wearing a mask...

[His entire body was rotting... there wasn't a single piece of healthy flesh left...]

For over a year, I haven't dared to turn off the lights every night...

I'm afraid of the dark...

I'm afraid she won't be able to find her way in the dark, afraid she'll come back to me with that face...

Xu Qing's voice, calm to the point of death, echoed in the interrogation room.

Every single word.

It was like a heavy hammer blow to Sister Hong's eardrums.

Sister Hong's expression changed.

She certainly knew what those words meant.

That was a lie she made up.

It was the most vicious curse she had meticulously crafted in order to completely destroy Xu Qing's will.

The recording has finished playing.

Luo Qianyu put away her phone.

Finally, a flicker of emotion appeared in Sister Hong's eyes.

That was hatred.

A hatred that seeps into your bones.

"For my own good?"

Luo Qianyu smiled.

His smile looked worse than his tears.

"You fabricated this lie to make him believe that I am dead and torn to pieces."

"Let him live in fear and guilt for the past year."

"It made him afraid to even sleep, and afraid to even turn off the lights."

"Is this what you call doing it for my own good?"

Luo Qianyu slammed her hand on the glass.

boom!

The bulletproof glass made a loud bang.

Sister Hong shrank back in fright.

You didn't destroy my love.

"You are killing someone."

"You are killing the purest soul in the world, the one who loves me the most."

Luo Qianyu took a deep breath and calmed herself down.

She straightened her collar and resumed her aloof demeanor.

I won't kill you.

"Because that would be too easy on you."

"I'll hire the best lawyers and guarantee you'll spend the rest of your life in jail."

"You can suffer in there for now."

"You can think about this carefully every night when you turn off the lights."

"Will the girl you drove to her death come looking for you?"

Done.

Luo Qianyu turned and left.

The sound of high heels clicking on the floor was firm and resolute.

"Little fish! Don't go! I was wrong!"

"I shouldn't have lied to him! I'll go apologize to him!"

"I'm going to tell him the truth! Don't go!"

Hongjie was frantically pounding on the glass behind her, her cries and screams hysterical.

But Luo Qianyu never looked back.

Step out of the interrogation room.

The sun is shining brightly outside.

It was a bit too bright.

Luo Qianyu raised her hand and shielded her eyes.

Old Chen was smoking at the door when he saw her come out, so he put out his cigarette.

"Miss Luo, is everything settled?"

Luo Qianyu nodded.

"Thank you for your help."

"The necessary procedures must be followed; the Luo family will never interfere with judicial fairness."

Old Chen smiled.

Don't worry.

"The evidence is conclusive; even if the King of Heaven himself came, he couldn't save her."

"but……"

Old Chen hesitated for a moment, but still asked the question.

"That young man named Xu Qing."

When do you plan to tell him the truth?

Luo Qianyu looked at the blue sky in the distance.

His eyes looked somewhat lost.

"I have no idea."

"Telling him now will only make him feel like a fool who's been played."

"He's so proud."

"He would be devastated if he knew that the suffering of the past year was just a hoax."

Luo Qianyu gave a wry smile.

"and."

"I'm too ashamed to see him now."

"It was my stupidity that caused him so much suffering."

"Let's wait until the game is over."

"Wait until he stands on the highest stage, wait until he fulfills his promise to 'Little Fish'."

"I will go and apologize again."

Even if he hits me, scolds me, or even kills me.

"I accept it all."

At this time.

A black Rolls-Royce pulled up in front of the detention center.

The butler, Lao Zhang, got out of the car and opened the back door.

"Young Miss, it's time to go to the scene."

"The second round of the 'Rising Star' competition is about to begin."

"The director said that today's ratings might explode."

Luo Qianyu took a deep breath.

He hid all his weaknesses.

She transformed back into the invincible eldest daughter of the Luo family.

"Walk."

"Go see my big fool, how he's going to amaze the world today."

……

The Rising Star Studio.

Backstage lounge.

The atmosphere was so oppressive it was suffocating.

Zhang Ye sat on the sofa, his face so gloomy it could drip water.

The other contestants didn't even dare to breathe.

The previous match.

Xu Qing, that freak, got over ten million votes.

The first direct fault.

This made Zhang Ye, who had always been hailed as the "King of Popularity," the biggest joke.

What's even more infuriating is...

The online sentiment has changed.

Although some people are still criticizing Xu Qing for faking poverty and playing the victim.

But many more people were moved by that deep affection.

Some people even dug up Xu Qing's charity records.

Although it's not completely confirmed yet, it has silenced many of the haters.

"Brother Ye, don't worry."

The agent handed her a bottle of water and whispered words of comfort.

"Mr. Zhao said that he will arrange the best stage design for this event."

"And I heard that Xu Qing chose a very obscure theme today."

Even if his old guitar is fixed because it got damp, it'll never be as good as it used to be.

"This is a head-to-head competition."

"As long as we outmaneuver him technically, we can get our revenge."

Zhang Ye snorted coldly.

Squeeze the water bottle flat.

"Overpower him?"

"I want him to die on that stage."

"Someone who writes lousy novels dares to compete with me for the center position?"

Just then.

The door to the lounge was pushed open.

Director Wang Gang rushed in, covered in sweat.

"Everyone! Get ready!"

"Live stream is about to begin!"

"Today's online user count has surpassed 100 million!"

"This is a do-or-die battle for our show!"

Wang Gang looked around and his gaze fell on a corner.

It was deserted there.

"Where is Xu Qing?"

"Why hasn't Xu Qing arrived yet?"

Everyone shook their heads.

Nobody knows where Xu Qing went.

He disappeared after leaving the Luo family manor yesterday.

He doesn't answer the phone or reply to WeChat messages.

It's as if they vanished into thin air.

Wang Gang was so anxious that he kept stamping his feet.

"My ancestors!"

"This is a live broadcast!"

"If he dares to leave this open, I'll... I'll hang myself at the studio entrance!"

Just as Wang Gang was preparing to mobilize security personnel across Taiwan to search for the person.

Footsteps echoed from the end of the corridor.

It's very light.

But in the noisy backstage area, it appeared exceptionally clear.

Everyone turned around and saw Xu Qing carrying the black guitar bag.

She was wearing a simple white shirt.

His sleeves were rolled up, revealing his scarred wrist; his hair was freshly washed and still damp.

After the guitar was repaired, he went to the construction site of the first "Little Fish Elementary School," glanced at the school building that was being topped out, and then hurried over.

His eyes were as calm as a stagnant pool.

But his aura was even sharper than in the last match.

He ignored everyone's astonished gazes.

He walked straight to the corner.

Put down your guitar bag.

Take out a clean piece of flannel.

Gently wipe the dust off the violin case.

He muttered something to himself, his voice very soft.

But Wang Gang, who was standing nearby, heard it.

That sentence only had four characters.

Good morning, little fish.