After I died, they cried in the live studio

Chapter 51 Sang Jiyue loses more than she gains
Sang Shuwan thought to herself, she was not sure whether Yi Shuqi's words were credible, but she knew that she could not trust her easily. "Ms. Yi, I hope you can understand that I don't want to be involved in your affairs with Chu Ling. I am just an ordinary person, I just want to live my own life."

Yi Shuqi sighed softly and said, "I understand. But sometimes, fate is like this and people can't escape it."

The conversation between the two of them came to a standstill, and the atmosphere became somewhat awkward. At this moment, Sang Shuwan's phone suddenly rang. She glanced at the caller ID and her face changed slightly. It was Jiang Cimu calling.

Sang Shuwan hesitated for a moment, but still picked up the phone. "Shuwan, where are you? I heard that you went out, and I'm worried about you." Jiang Cimu's voice revealed a hint of anxiety.

Sang Shuwan glanced at Yi Shuqi and said softly, "I'm fine. I just came out to meet a friend. I'll be back soon."

After hanging up the phone, Sang Shuwan said to Yi Shuqi: "Ms. Yi, I think our conversation today ends here. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

Yi Shuqi nodded slightly and said, "Okay. If you need anything, you can contact me at any time."

Sang Shuwan stood up and left the cafe. Her mood became even heavier. She didn't know if what she did was right, nor did she know what would happen in the future. But she knew that she had fallen into a complicated situation and it would not be easy to get out of it.

On the other hand, Chu Ling's investigation has also made some progress. He found that Yi Shuqi's return to China seemed to be related to a mysterious project, and this project may have a significant impact on his family business. Chu Ling realized that things were far more complicated than he thought, and he had to take action to protect his own interests.

At the same time, Sang Jiuyue's behavior in the entertainment industry has also caused more and more people to be dissatisfied. Some media began to secretly collect her black material and prepared to expose her. However, Sang Jiuyue was completely unaware of this. She was still immersed in her beautiful dream and continued to do whatever she wanted.

After Sang Shuwan left the cafe, she felt as if she was attacked by a violent storm. Her disordered thoughts were like tangled threads that could not be cut or sorted out. Her steps were hurried and flustered, and she staggered a little with each step, which seemed out of place in the noisy and bustling streets. There were shops on both sides of the street, people coming and going, noisy voices, the noise of vehicles, and the music of various commercial advertisements intertwined, forming a lively and extraordinary market picture. However, Sang Shuwan turned a deaf ear to all this. Her world was now filled with her inner struggle and anxiety. Jiang Cimu's phone call was like a spell that bound her tightly, constantly echoing in her ears, making her realize more and more clearly that her secret meeting with Yi Shuqi was like a time bomb hidden in the dark, which could explode at any time and blow her current life to pieces. The unfinished conversation with Yi Shuqi planted a seed of uneasiness in her heart. This seed took root and sprouted deep in her heart, spreading rapidly, causing her to fall deeply into the quagmire of confusion and anxiety, unable to extricate herself.

Chu Ling sat alone in the spacious, almost empty office. The silence around him was like an invisible beast, attacking him with its fangs and claws, as if it wanted to devour him whole. The soft and bright light fell on the piles of documents and photos on the desk. The detailed information about Yi Shuqi's every move after returning to China, in his eyes, turned into heavy rocks, pressing hard on his heart. His eyes lost the daunting sharp light of the past, replaced by a deep loneliness and endless worries. His brows were tightly locked together, as if shrouded by a layer of invisible sadness, and the whole person was immersed in an unspeakable pain. His fingers unconsciously stroked the edge of a photo of Yi Shuqi gently, the movement was gentle and slow, as if he was stroking a rare treasure, or as if he was touching a past that he couldn't bear to look back on. The beautiful memories of the past, like a surging tide, came to him uncontrollably. The sweet times they had spent together had now turned into sharp needles, piercing his heart. His lips trembled slightly, and he whispered softly: "Shu Qi, why did you come back? Do we really have to continue to be entangled in the past?" The voice was low and hoarse, full of helplessness and pain, and it echoed gently in the silent office, adding a bit of desolate atmosphere.

In the bustling and noisy city, Sang Jiuyue seemed to be living in an illusory dream, unaware of the impending crisis. She stood in front of the spacious and bright French windows of the luxury apartment, overlooking the brightly lit city night scene from a high vantage point. On the streets of the city, vehicles flowed endlessly, like rivers of shining light, the high-rise buildings on the street were brightly lit, and the neon lights flashed colorful lights, decorating the entire city like a dream world. Sang Jiuyue's mouth corners slightly raised, with a proud and satisfied smile, and her eyes revealed a kind of arrogance and conceit. At this moment, she was carefully selecting a dress for the party. Her fingers gently passed over each gorgeous dress. Each dress was valuable, made of high-quality materials and exquisitely designed. She seemed to have stood at the top of the world and became the focus of everyone's attention. She didn't know that the foundation under her feet was just like the castle built on the beach, gradually loosening and could collapse at any time.

In the seemingly glamorous but actually dark and obscure corner of the entertainment industry, those who were offended by Sang Jiuyue were secretly weaving a tight net, and the target of this net was the arrogant Sang Jiuyue. In a small, airtight room, the dim and dim light swayed gently in the breeze, as if it was also trembling for this oppressive and tense atmosphere. Several figures were busy shuttling back and forth under the dim light, with serious and resolute expressions on their faces. The table in the room was covered with evidence of Sang Jiuyue's various evil deeds. Those photos clearly recorded her arrogant and arrogant appearance on various occasions, which formed a sharp and ironic contrast with her standing in front of the window at this moment. "She will definitely not escape this time. We must make her pay a heavy price for what she did." One of them gritted his teeth and said, with a strong flame of revenge flashing in his eyes, and the flame seemed to burn everything to ashes.

When Sang Shuwan returned home, Jiang Cimu immediately came up to her like a sharp hound who noticed something was wrong. His eyes were full of worry and concern, as if they could penetrate her appearance and directly see through the panic in her heart. "Shuwan, where did you go? Why didn't you tell me?" Jiang Cimu's voice was filled with anxiety and reproach. He held her shoulders tightly with both hands, with moderate strength but full of power, as if he wanted to find the answer he wanted from her eyes in this way.

Sang Shuwan subconsciously avoided his burning and concerned gaze, and said with a trembling voice: "I just went out to get some fresh air, it's nothing serious." She didn't dare to look directly into Jiang Cimu's eyes, fearing that her carefully fabricated lies would be easily seen through by his keen insight. She was even more afraid that once her lies were exposed, he would fall into deeper worry and pain.

Jiang Cimu looked at her deeply, the doubts in his eyes did not dissipate because of her answer, but became stronger. But he just sighed softly, and the sigh was full of helplessness and tolerance. He stretched out his arms, gently embraced her, and said gently: "Shu Wan, no matter what happens, you must remember that I will always be by your side and will never leave you." His voice was low and firm, as if he was making an eternal promise to her.

Sang Shuwan nodded and leaned in Jiang Cimu's warm and solid arms, but her heart was filled with guilt. She knew that her concealment was like a double-edged sword. Although it temporarily protected her inner secret, it might also deeply hurt the person who loved her the most. However, she was tightly attracted by the foggy truth, as if driven by an invisible force and unable to extricate herself.

Chu Ling sat quietly in the office for a long time, and finally, he stood up slowly. His figure looked particularly lonely under the light, as if he was a loner abandoned by the world. He decided not to sit there and wait for things to develop passively. He wanted to personally find out the truth about Yi Shuqi's return to China, and he had to face it no matter how cruel the truth was. He walked out of the office with heavy steps, and every step seemed to carry a heavy burden. He drove to the hotel where Yi Shuqi was staying and stopped in a secluded and quiet corner. He sat quietly in the car, his eyes fixed on the door of the hotel, with a hint of helplessness and confusion in his eyes, as if a child who had lost his way in the dark was desperately looking for that faint ray of dawn, trying to find a way out in this complicated and dazzling situation.

Sang Shuwan lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling with lifeless eyes. The figures of Chu Ling, Yi Shuqi and Jiang Cimu kept appearing in her mind. Their faces appeared alternately in her mind, as if it was an endless slide show. And the disturbing conversation with Yi Shuqi today was also replayed in her mind over and over again like a movie scene. She knew that she could no longer passively wait for the judgment of fate, otherwise, she would be completely swallowed up by this sudden storm and disappear without a trace. She must take the initiative and face it all bravely, even if the road ahead is full of unknown dangers and challenges.

In a dim and secluded shabby hut on the edge of the city, the dim light flickered in the breeze, as if a weak patient was struggling in pain. The house was filled with an old and decayed smell that made people want to vomit. Sang Jiuyue sat on an old sofa with a rotten smell with a gloomy face. Her eyes were like a deep and cold pool, revealing a hint of viciousness and eagerness. She stared closely at the people in front of her who were of different shapes but seemed a little timid at the moment. Her eyes seemed like a sharp scalpel, wanting to analyze their inner world clearly.

"You must keep a close eye on me this time. There must not be any more mistakes!" Sang Jiuyue suddenly raised her right hand and slapped it hard on the shaky table in front of her. Because she used too much force, the teacup on the table was violently shaken, and the tea splashed out instantly, flowing freely on the mottled table, making a crisp and messy sound, breaking the original silence in the room. Her voice was low and hoarse, but with unquestionable severity, as if every word was squeezed out from between her teeth with difficulty. "As long as you can grasp her key whereabouts and secrets, you will naturally get the benefits. I, Sang Jiuyue, will do what I say. As long as you do a good job this time, you will follow me in the future and enjoy the good life. No one dares to stop you in this city!" As she spoke, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, outlining a cold and calculating arc, and her eyes flashed with a crazy light, as if she had seen a beautiful picture of herself controlling everything, in which she was high above and everyone bowed to her.

Then, she quickly bent down and roughly pulled out a thick stack of banknotes from the black leather bag beside her. The brand new banknotes were particularly dazzling under the dim light, as if they were a pile of treasures emitting tempting light. She threw the banknotes fiercely on the table, and the banknotes scattered like snowflakes, making a "rustling" sound. This sound was particularly harsh in the silent room, as if it was a ruthless mockery of the incompetence of these people.

Those people looked at the money on the table, and a trace of greed flashed in their eyes. The greedy eyes were like the light emitted by hungry wolves when they saw fat prey. But soon, hesitation and fear climbed onto their faces again. One of the thin men with flickering eyes swallowed carefully, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down, making a slight sound. He said with a slight tremor: "Miss Sang, the place we chose this time is a bit tricky. It is a high-end restaurant that can only be entered by appointment in advance. We didn't know about this situation in advance, and there was really no way to follow in..."

When Sang Jiuyue heard this, her originally gloomy face instantly turned ashen, as if she was covered by a thick layer of dark clouds, without a single ray of sunshine. Her eyes suddenly widened, burning with a blazing flame of anger, staring at the man who was speaking, as if she wanted to see through him and leave him nowhere to hide. Then, she stood up suddenly, clenched her hands into fists, and because of excessive force, her knuckles turned white, like frost and snow in winter. She shouted loudly: "You bunch of rubbish! If you can't even do such a small thing, why did I pay you to do it? I treat you as my right-hand men, but you let me down so much!" Her voice echoed in the small room, making people's ears hurt. The dust on the roof seemed to be shaken off a little by the roar, and it fluttered gently under the dim light.

Those people were so scared that they trembled all over, lowered their heads, and dared not look directly into Sang Jiuyue's eyes. Their bodies unconsciously shrank back, as if this could avoid her volcanic rage. Their faces were full of fear and guilt, and they dared not make a sound. The whole room was filled with a suffocating tense atmosphere.

After a while, Sang Jiuyue took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. She sat back on the sofa, crossed her arms over her chest, her eyes revealing a hint of unwillingness and determination. "Hmph, forget it, I'll let you go this time. But you'd better find a way to make up for this mistake. If you disappoint me again, you won't be able to stay in this business!" Her tone was as cold as the wind blowing from an ice cellar, making people shudder.

At this moment, a slightly bolder man took out a few photos from his pocket and handed them to Sang Jiuyue carefully, saying in a slightly flattering voice: "Miss Sang, although we were unable to follow them into the restaurant, we still took pictures of Sang Shuwan and her companions entering the restaurant. Take a look, maybe you can find some useful clues from them."

Sang Jiuyue snatched the photos, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. She couldn't wait to look through the photos carefully, and the haze on her face gradually dissipated, replaced by a smug smile. "You are still useful, I will let you go this time." She whispered softly, revealing a subtle excitement and expectation in her eyes, as if these photos were the golden key to her victory, and she couldn't wait to open that door, control everything in her own hands, let everyone look at her with admiration, and become the most powerful woman in this city.

Struggles and calculations in the vortex of power

At night in the city, the lights are on, and the streets are busy. The lights and car lights are intertwined, like a flowing galaxy, forming a prosperous and charming night scene. However, under this prosperous appearance, there are countless unknown secrets and conspiracies, just like the undercurrent surging under the calm sea, which may set off a storm at any time. Sang Jiuyue tightly grasped the photos she had just received. The corners of the photos were slightly curled because she exerted too much force. Her palms were already soaked with sweat. The sticky feeling made her more and more irritable, but at this moment her heart was full of eagerness and expectation. In her imagination, these photos will become the key weight for her to please Chu Ling and further enhance her status in front of Chu Ling. She seemed to have seen herself completely integrating into Chu Ling's core circle with these photos and becoming the most capable and trusted person around him. From then on, she will truly gain a foothold in this city, have enviable power and wealth, become the focus of everyone's attention, and enjoy endless glory and luxury. This beautiful fantasy was like bright stars, shining with charming light in her mind, driving her to run towards the KTV where Chu Ling was regardless of everything.

Along the way, Sang Jiuyue hurried along, and the sound of her high heels hitting the ground made a crisp and rapid sound, which echoed in the empty streets, as if it was the external expression of her inner anxiety. Her breathing was rapid and disordered, and her chest rose and fell violently as her pace quickened. The hair on her forehead had long been soaked with sweat and stuck to her cheeks in a mess, but she didn't care about her slightly embarrassed appearance at the moment. The neon lights on both sides of the street flashed colorful lights, the laughter of pedestrians and the music from the shops intertwined, forming a lively nightlife picture, but all this had nothing to do with Sang Jiuyue. At this moment, her world was only the photos in her hand and Chu Ling who was about to face. In her eyes, everything else was just a blurred background, and only Chu Ling was the focus of her attention and the key person for her to realize her ambitions.

Finally, Sang Jiuyue arrived at the KTV that Chu Ling often went to. The KTV sign was shining brightly. The security guards at the door were dressed in neat uniforms, and their eyes were vigilantly scanning the crowd around them. Their faces were full of professional seriousness and alertness. Sang Jiuyue took a deep breath and tried to adjust herself to make herself look less flustered and embarrassed. She straightened her back and walked towards the door of the KTV with a confident step. Her pretended calm posture seemed to announce her importance to the world.
She took a deep breath, tried to calm herself down, and forced a flattering smile on her face. The smile looked so forced and unnatural, as if it was a mask stuck on her face that could fall off at any time.

"Prince Chu, please calm down. I... I have something important to report to you." Sang Jiuyue said carefully, her voice trembling slightly, with a hint of flattery and humility. She didn't dare to look Chu Ling in the eye, and could only secretly glance at Chu Ling's expression, trying to find a sign of relaxation from his face, but Chu Ling's cold face made her heart even more uneasy.

Chu Ling looked at Sang Jiuyue coldly, his eyes full of disgust and impatience. "If you have something to say, please tell me now, don't waste my time here!" His tone was still cold, without a trace of warmth, as if Sang Jiuyue was just an insignificant little person in his eyes, not worth wasting a bit of his energy.

Sang Jiuyue nodded quickly. She bent down and carefully picked up the photos on the ground, holding them tightly with both hands, as if they were her life-saving straw. She slowly walked to Chu Ling and handed the photos to him with both hands. The smile on her face became more flattering, and her eyes were full of expectation and flattery, hoping that these photos could become an opportunity for her to save the situation. "Prince Chu, please take a look. These are the photos I took with great difficulty." Sang Jiuyue said softly. Her voice was as soft as the buzzing of a mosquito, for fear of angering Chu Ling again. She stared at Chu Ling's face closely, expecting to see a hint of surprise or satisfaction on his face, but Chu Ling just took the photos expressionlessly.

Chu Ling took the photos impatiently. His eyes were still cold, but he still flipped through a few of them casually. When he saw Sang Shuwan in the photo, his face changed slightly, his eyes became sharp instantly, and his originally lazy sitting posture became straight. His brows were slightly wrinkled, and his eyes revealed a hint of doubt and vigilance, as if he was thinking about something. Sang Shuwan's appearance made him realize that things might be more complicated than he thought.

But soon, Chu Ling found that Yi Shuqi was not in the photo. His brows immediately frowned into a deep "川" shape, and his eyes were burning with anger. He threw the photo in front of Sang Jiuyue fiercely, and the photo scattered on the ground like snowflakes. This throw seemed to shatter the glimmer of hope that Sang Jiuyue had just ignited.

"How did you do it? Where is he? Why isn't he in the photo?" Chu Ling's voice was low and cold, full of questioning and dissatisfaction. He clenched his hands into fists, his knuckles turned white from excessive force, and his body trembled slightly, as if he was trying his best to suppress his inner anger. The atmosphere in the whole private room also dropped to freezing point.

Sang Jiuyue took a step back in fear, her face became even paler, her eyes were filled with fear and panic. Her lips trembled slightly, and she wanted to say something, but her throat seemed to be choked by something, and she couldn't make a sound for a while.

"I...I...Prince Chu, Sang Shuwan was too vigilant this time. The restaurant she booked needed to be booked in advance, and our people couldn't get in, so...so we didn't take a picture of your ex-girlfriend. I...I really tried my best. Please give me another chance." Sang Jiuyue stuttered, her voice full of grievance and helplessness. Tears flashed in her eyes, as if she was about to cry in the next second, but she still held back her tears, not daring to show her weakness in front of Chu Ling, because she knew that showing weakness in front of Chu Ling would only make herself more passive.

Chu Ling looked at Sang Jiuyue coldly and was silent for a moment. His eyes were still full of anger, but he also knew that getting angry now would be useless. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He crossed his arms over his chest and leaned on the sofa, his eyes revealing a trace of fatigue and helplessness. He understood that in this dealing with Yi Shuqi, every step was full of challenges and variables, and although Sang Jiuyue was not doing her job well, she might still have some value for her at present.

"Forget it this time, but don't do it again. Listen to me, you must find out Yi Shuqi's whereabouts. If you fail again, don't come to see me!" Chu Ling's tone was still stern, but it was a little softer than before. His eyes were fixed on Sang Jiuyue, as if he wanted to see through her and let her feel his determination and unquestionableness.

Sang Jiuyue breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded quickly, with a grateful smile on her face. "Yes, yes, Prince Chu, I will do my best. Just wait and see, I will definitely not let you down this time." Her voice was full of flattery and flattery, and a glimmer of hope rekindled in her eyes. She knew that she had escaped for the time being, but the road ahead was still full of challenges and dangers. She had to act more carefully in order to gain a foothold beside Chu Ling and realize her ambitions.

Chu Ling waved his hand, signaling her to leave. Sang Jiuyue tactfully retreated and gently closed the door of the private room. She leaned against the wall and took a deep breath, as if to spit out all the tension and fear just now. Her body was still trembling slightly, and sweat had soaked her back, but her eyes revealed a hint of firmness and determination.

"Sang Shuwan, just wait for me. One day, I will let you know the consequences of offending me. And Yi Shuqi, don't even think about escaping from my grasp." Sang Jiuyue swore secretly in her heart, with a glimmer of madness and revenge in her eyes. She knew that she had fallen into a dangerous vortex of power, but she had no way out. She could only move forward bravely and pursue everything she wanted by any means, even if it meant paying a huge price.

At this time, in another corner of the city, Sang Shuwan was sitting in a quiet cafe, her eyes revealing a trace of fatigue and worry. She gently stirred the coffee in front of her, looking at the swirling milk foam in the coffee cup, but her thoughts had already drifted away. The cafe was filled with the rich aroma of coffee, and soft music flowed in the air, creating a peaceful and comfortable atmosphere, but Sang Shuwan had no intention of enjoying this moment of tranquility. She knew that her life had been caught in an inexplicable storm, and she was powerless to resist. She could only carefully deal with every unknown challenge, like a traveler groping forward in the dark, not knowing what was waiting for her ahead.

"Sang Shuwan, what should you do?" Sang Shuwan whispered to herself, her voice full of helplessness and confusion. Her brows were slightly furrowed, and her eyes revealed a hint of helplessness and fear, like a child lost in the darkness, unable to find the way forward. Outside the window, the city was still bustling at night, with flashing lights and a constant stream of vehicles, but Sang Shuwan's world seemed to be shrouded in a dark shadow, without a trace of light or hope. She knew that she had to be strong and face it all bravely, otherwise, she would be completely swallowed up by the storm and disappear without a trace, like an insignificant speck of dust, being swept into the endless void.

However, the gears of fate will not stop turning because of her confusion. In this city full of conspiracies and calculations, everyone is fighting for their own interests by any means. Can Sang Shuwan find his own foothold in this vortex of power? How will Chu Ling find a balance between his complex feelings for Yi Shuqi and his desire to control the situation? And will Sang Jiuyue's ambition lead her to a deeper abyss? The answers to these questions are hidden in the unknown future, waiting to be revealed in time...

Sang Shuwan sat quietly on the exquisitely carved chair in front of the window, her fingers unconsciously twisting a strand of soft hair, her brows slightly furrowed, and she was lost in deep thought. These days, she always felt that there was a pair of hidden eyes quietly peeping at her in the dark. This feeling of being on edge made her feel uneasy, but she searched for clues but had no clue.

At this moment, Jiang Cimu hurriedly pushed the door open, his expression concerned and a little solemn. "Shuwan, I have something to tell you." As he spoke, he walked quickly to Sang Shuwan's side.

Sang Shuwan raised his eyes, his eyes full of inquiry, "Ci Mu, what happened?"

Jiang Cimu's eyes flashed with anger, "Everything you did today was monitored. But don't worry, I have asked Ci Mo to find out that it was that vicious woman Sang Jiuyue who sent someone to do it. In order to please Chu Ling, she actually used such unscrupulous means, which is really despicable."

An expression of surprise and anger instantly appeared on Sang Shuwan's face, "Sang Jiuyue? Why is she so cruel! In order to please Chu Ling, she actually sent people to secretly monitor me. It's really too much!" Her voice trembled slightly, with both anger and contempt for Sang Jiuyue's behavior.

Jiang Cimu gently held Sang Shuwan's hand and said softly, "Don't worry, I will definitely help you deal with it all and won't let her hurt you in the slightest."

Sang Shuwan took a deep breath, tried to calm down, nodded slightly and said: "I know, I'm not afraid of her little tricks, I just think that her behavior is too despicable."

It turned out that Sang Jiuyue wanted to show off in front of Chu Ling and tried to get some so-called handle from Sang Shuwan, so she hired people to monitor her every move. But she never expected that Jiang Cimu's people found those monitors so quickly. Jiang Cimu's men were generous and gave those people a generous reward to let them tell the truth. After Sang Shuwan learned about it, he also wanted to increase the price and let them continue to investigate Sang Jiuyue's other actions, but those people knew the power behind Jiang Cimo and the amount of money he gave, so how could they give up this big tree for Sang Jiuyue's meager reward, so they decisively rejected Sang Shuwan, took the money and left.

After that, Jiang Cimu paid more attention to Sang Shuwan's safety and stayed by her side all the time. The two discussed strategies to deal with Sang Jiuyue. After losing the surveillance, Sang Jiuyue was like an ant on a hot pot, anxiously planning the next step, but she didn't know that Sang Shuwan and Jiang Cimu were ready to fight back, waiting for her to make another move, and she would be completely doomed. This dispute caused by jealousy and interests quietly opened a more intense curtain...

In the dimly lit room, the atmosphere was so heavy that it seemed to suffocate people. The people hired by Sang Jiuyue to monitor Sang Fuwan were sitting together, looking at each other, their eyes full of confusion and helplessness. When Jiang Zimu's men threw out the extremely tempting high price, the balance in their hearts instantly tilted, and without any hesitation, they decided to give up the originally meager reward from Sang Jiuyue and choose to follow the torrent of money.

The tall, bearded head worker rubbed his trousers nervously with his rough hands, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. He stammered to Sang Fuwan, "Girl, you see, this is not what we want. We do this just to make a living and support our family. But in this situation, the other party is offering too much money, so much that we dare not refuse. And we have also asked around, and with your family background, you can't afford such a huge reward as his. Although we are of humble status and do this shady job, we also know how to weigh the pros and cons and dare not easily offend people with strong financial resources and strong forces behind them. If this matter gets out of hand, we, the little minions, may not even be able to save our own lives."

The other hired workers also nodded, like pounding garlic, their eyes full of fear of unknown dangers and helplessness about money. They quickly packed their simple luggage, just wanting to leave this dangerous place as soon as possible.

At this chaotic and tense moment, the door was slammed open with a loud bang, and Sang Jiuyue rushed in like an angry lioness. She was wearing a gorgeous brocade dress, but it looked a little messy because of anger, and her carefully combed hair was loose. Her face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip out, and her eyes were burning with raging flames of anger, staring at the employees who were about to leave.

Seeing this, she immediately shouted in a voice so sharp that it could pierce the air: "You useless bunch of trash! You took my money and promised me solemnly, but now you want to just walk away? What do you think of me, Sang Jiuyue?"

The hired workers were so scared that they trembled all over and shrank their necks involuntarily, like frightened quails. One of the younger and braver hired workers was as pale as paper, but he still dared to whisper: "Miss Sang, please calm down. It's not that we are immoral, but this matter has become too difficult. We can't refuse the money they offer, and they have also threatened us that if we continue to help you, we will never get away with it. We have no choice."

Sang Jiuyue was so angry that she was shaking all over. She clenched her hands into fists, her nails digging deep into her palms. She gritted her teeth and said, "You are a bunch of cowards! I treat you well on weekdays and always think of you when I get any benefits. But you betrayed me at the critical moment. Aren't you afraid of retribution?"

The hired workers lowered their heads, not daring to look directly into her murderous eyes. They just murmured quietly, "Miss Sang, this is really not our fault. We have to survive too. In this world, without money and power, what can we use to fight against others?"

Sang Jiuyue's eyes were wide open, her chest heaving violently. She thought everything was under her careful planning and she had a sure win, but she didn't expect such an unexpected change to happen. She glared at the hired workers fiercely, as if she wanted to eat them alive. Then, she turned her head abruptly and cast a look full of jealousy and resentment at Sang Fuwan. Her eyes were like two sharp blades. A new and more intense storm seemed to be about to erupt between the two without reservation...

(End of this chapter)