The Entertainment Industry in Turmoil: Young Actresses All Want to Rise to the Top

When Xu Yiru saw the trending topic, she was in her office organizing the budget spreadsheets for each department of the "Your Wedding" production team.

The hashtag #TianXiweiBetrayal# skyrocketed from the bottom of the list, soaring into the top ten like a rocket.

She clicked on it, and the screen was full of doubts and ridicule. The sharpness of the wording and the rhythm of the comments clearly indicated that it had not been a natural development.

She frowned and immediately dialed Gong Yuhan's number. "Check the trending topics!"

"I saw it!" Gong Yuhan's voice came through the receiver, tinged with suppressed anger. "Damn it! Someone's smearing us."

"I contacted the person I had previously worked with on Weibo to help suppress the trending topic, and she actually asked me who I represented?! Which company I represented?!"

"When I told her I was representing Chenxi Media, founded by Tian Xiwei, she actually told me she was a bit busy and would talk to me later, and then hung up?!"

"Damn! This is blatant disrespect for Chenxi!"

"And you? Any progress?"

"I'm sorry." Xu Yiruo paused for two seconds. "I was working on the production budget for 'Your Wedding' and didn't notice this trending topic until now."

"Heh—!" Gong Yuhan chuckled on the other end of the phone. "You still have the mind to work on the movie budget? If this trending topic isn't handled well, forget about the movie, we might as well quit our jobs."

Xu Yiruo pursed her lips, took a deep breath, and said, "Gong Yuhan, I did take the movie a little too seriously, and that's my problem."

"However, let's stop with the sarcastic remarks for now and deal with this issue together, otherwise we won't have another chance to fight!"

"I'll contact my old acquaintances on Weibo again to see if I can reduce the heat. You can find someone to release some positive press releases to see if that can offset the negative impact."

"OK."

The two split up and acted separately.

However, when Xu Yiruo made the call, the person on Weibo was polite, but their words conveyed the same message.

The trending topics are natural popularity, not something they push, so they can't be brought down.

Gong Yuhan fared even worse. She contacted several influential figures, but as soon as they heard it was to clear Tian Xiwei's name, they either refused outright or offered exorbitant prices.

An hour later, the trending topic not only didn't drop, but actually became even hotter.

Xu Yinuo leaned back in her chair and rubbed her temples.

She's been in the industry for many years and has dealt with negative public opinion before, but this time is different.

Morning Light is a new company with no accumulated media resources or established connections.

In the eyes of those influential figures and marketing accounts, the negative trending topics about Tian Xiwei, this rising starlet, are simply a way to generate traffic.

Now that Mohen is no longer there as a backdrop, Tian Xiwei is just a piece of fat meat that anyone can step on.

Gong Yuhan pushed open the door and came in, her expression also not very good. "Where is President Tian?"

Xu Yiruo looked at him and said, "He went to see Han Tian and hasn't come back yet."

The two looked at each other but neither spoke.

They knew why Tian Xiwei had gone to see Han Tian today. If they could win over Han Tian, ​​"Your Wedding" would have a backbone, and Chenxi's first project would be established.

However, if they fail to achieve this, Chenxi may perish before even beginning her mission.

Although at the beginning, Shen Mo told them to come and help Tian Xiwei set up the sun, Mohen would always reserve a place for them.

However, if the dawn is gone, then there's probably no point in even discussing this place anymore.

Public opinion is still fermenting, and comments in the comments section are surging like a tide, calling him an "ungrateful wretch," "treacherous," and saying he is nothing without Mohen. They are unstoppable.

Xu Yiruo glanced down at her phone; Tian Xiwei had taken over the top three trending topics.

#Tian Xiwei Leaves Inkmark#

#Tian Xiwei's Betrayal#

#ChenxiMedia#

She clicked on it, and the trending Weibo post was from an industry media outlet with a blue V verification. The wording was relatively restrained, but the comment section below was completely out of control.

[A girl who just turned eighteen, what kind of company is she running? Does she really think this is child's play? Is she just playing around?]

[Why call it Morning Light Media? It should be called the Betrayer's Alliance!]

[They took away Mohen's scripts and artists; isn't that tantamount to raiding their base? And they still have the nerve to call themselves entrepreneurs?]

Xu Yinuo turned off her phone and closed her eyes.

She suddenly felt a little regretful, regretting that she hadn't made preparations in advance. At the time, Mohen had already held a meeting to discuss contingency plans for this level of public opinion risk at least a week in advance.

But Chenxi was too new, so new that it hadn't even established a basic media relations network, so new that when something happened, besides Gong Yuhan, it was impossible to find anyone to discuss it with.

Footsteps sounded outside the door. When Tian Xiwei pushed the door open and came in, Xu Yiruo and Gong Yuhan stood up at the same time.

Her expression was calm, revealing no emotion.

"President Tian," Xu Yinuo paused, "about Director Han..."

"We didn't reach an agreement." Tian Xiwei put her bag on the table, her voice calm, as if she was completely unaffected by the online rumors.

Xu Yiruo and Gong Yuhan exchanged a glance but neither spoke.

Tian Xiwei sat down next to them, the light from the computer screen reflecting on her face. There was a thin layer of fatigue in her almond-shaped eyes, but her back was still very straight.

"You've all seen what happened on the trending topics."

"I saw it."

Xu Yiruo gave a brief report on the situation, including the speculation that the pressure on Weibo was not being met, that influential bloggers were asking for high prices, and that multiple forces might be pushing things from behind the scenes.

Tian Xi listened without any change in expression.

"What ideas do you have?"

Gong Yuhan spoke first: "We can try to contact a few media outlets with whom we have good relations and publish a few positive articles. Instead of trying to whitewash it, we can approach the issue from Tian Xiwei's entrepreneurial perspective and steer public opinion in the direction of young people bravely pursuing their dreams."

Hsu Yi-ruo added, "Also, you can ask some friends in the industry to speak out for you, just say a simple word of support and blessings."

Tian Xiwei was silent for a few seconds. "Friends in the industry" sounds easy, but it's hard to do.

She had only been away from Mohen for three days, and half of the connections she had built in the industry were thanks to Mohen.

She can't bring herself to ask those people to speak up for her.

"Let's publish the article first," Tian Xiwei said. "We'll talk about our friend's matter later."

Gong Yuhan frowned, took a deep breath, and looked at Tian Xiwei, "Perhaps there is another way."

"We all have some dirt on other celebrities, so we'll just throw some of it out there and muddy the waters first!"

Xu Yiruo raised her head and looked at Gong Yuhan for a few seconds, nodded, and then turned to look at Tian Xiwei at the same time.

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Lin Wei sat behind her desk, holding a receiver in one hand and quickly jotting something down on a sticky note with the other.

Seeing Shen Mo come in, she gestured for him to sit down first, then simply said "I'll confirm later" into the phone and hung up.

"Mr. Shen, please have a seat."

Lin Wei pointed to the chair opposite her and flipped the sticky note face down on the table.

"It was someone from Weibo who asked us if we wanted to control the comments."

Shen Mo sat down without exchanging pleasantries. "Have you seen the trending topics?"

"I've seen it." Lin Wei nodded, her expression professional and calm. "Three of them started gaining traction at 7:30 this morning, and all of them surged into the top ten at 8:00 sharp."

"The earliest source was a marketing account called Entertainment Gossip Bro, which had over a million followers. Its content mainly consisted of breaking news, a mix of truth and falsehood."

She paused, opened the laptop in front of her, and pulled up a data table.

"The content this time is very scattered, with various types and styles in terms of release time, topic synchronization, and the rhythm of online trolls in the comment section."

"But the trending topic climbed very quickly, and there were many comments, so it was clear that they came prepared."

Lin Wei continued, "We did a preliminary investigation and found that there were 23 accounts in the first batch that were stirring up trouble, but their IP addresses were not concentrated. If there was a mastermind behind it, it felt like it wasn't just one company, but rather many companies working together, making it difficult to find the specific opponent."

She paused, then asked hesitantly, "However, Tian Xiwei has already terminated her contract with us, so this public opinion storm hasn't negatively impacted Mohen itself. Should we get involved?"

Shen Mo stared straight at her, a hint of coldness in his eyes. "Huayi has already fallen, how come these people still haven't learned their lesson? You should investigate who's behind them, who jumped out."

"Then, the public opinion side also gets involved."

Lin Wei nodded, indicating that she had received the message.

Lin Wei knew that Tian Xiwei and Shen Mo had a close relationship. When Tian Xiwei got into a fight and cursed people, the public outcry exploded, and Shen Mo was almost always with her at the company dealing with it.

Therefore, she never expected that Tian Xiwei would terminate the contract and leave, but what she didn't expect was that even if she terminated the contract and left, Shen Mo would still ask her to help manage public opinion for her.

This situation is not simple! However, it's best not to meddle in the boss's private affairs.

Shen Mo sat up straight and held up two fingers.

"First, suppress the trending topics."

Lin Wei quickly placed her fingers back on the keyboard, ready.

"However, negative topics shouldn't be suppressed forcefully; the more you suppress them, the more they will rebound. Guide the focus of attention on the betrayal issue towards a peaceful termination of the contract."

"Find a few influential figures to release press releases, using soft language, and focusing on the points such as 'Tian Xiwei thanks Mohen for his guidance,' 'friendly negotiations between the two parties,' and 'continued cooperation in the future.'"

"Let's stick to the facts and make it clear that this is a normal business choice."

"Remove the label of betrayal."

"Secondly," Shen Mo's tone softened slightly, but remained clear, "we should spread positive well wishes and contact the company's artists to express their blessings for her departure."

"Understood." Lin Wei looked up at him. "Mr. Shen, are you planning to publish it yourself, or do you need us to provide the text?"

Shen Mo leaned back in his chair and thought for a moment. "You don't need to worry about me and Li Yitong. You can contact the other artists and ask them."

Lin Wei nodded, wrote a few more strokes on the sticky note, then looked up at Shen Mo.

"Mr. Shen, there's something I'm not sure if I should say."

"explain."

"Tian Xiwei took two artists and two scripts with her when she left this time. Even if you say it's a collaboration, many people in the industry don't see it that way."

"Or they think it's just empty talk."

"Or they might mistakenly think that Mohen was the one who suffered a loss in this matter? Or perhaps..."

She carefully considered her words, "Let them think that Tian Xiwei held some leverage over you, which led to her terminating your contract and relinquishing the script, and that you're now cleaning up the mess?"

Shen Mo looked at her, his gaze flat, revealing no emotion.

"Let the outside world speculate as they please; I don't care what they think."

"All you need to know is that Tian Xiwei wants to go out and explore, and I'm letting her go, but that doesn't mean I'm not going to care. If anyone tries to take advantage of the situation..."

He paused, his tone was calm, but his words contained a strong sense of ruthlessness.

"That's equivalent to stepping on me."

Shen Mo got up, pushed open the door, and walked out. Lin Wei lowered her head and continued typing on the keyboard, but the seriousness in her eyes about this matter was completely different from before.

As Shen Mo walked, he picked up his phone and opened the Weibo posting page.

Best wishes to Tian Xiwei and Chen Xi for all the best.

He read it once and felt it was enough. The more he said, the more it seemed like he was trying to cover something up. A few simple words were the most meaningful.

After pressing send, he opened his chat window with Li Yitong and sent a message: "[Please forward my Weibo post.]"

Li Yitong replied instantly: 【Okay.】

Shen Mo: [Don't call her, and don't put pressure on her.]

Li Yitong replied with a funny emoji sticking out her tongue: [I know, you think I'm you!]

Shen Mo's lips curved slightly, but he didn't reply.

He reopened Weibo, refreshed the page, and saw that his post already had over two thousand comments.

He didn't open it; he just glanced at the list of shares. Li Yitong had already shared it, with the caption: "My dear little sister, of course you'll get more and more amazing!"

The corridor was quiet, with a faint aroma of coffee wafting from the tea room at the end of the corridor.

Several employees passed by him, nodding and greeting him. He nodded slightly in response, without stopping.

Rebeccad also came over, holding a document that Zhao Feng had submitted that needed his review. Shen Mo took it, looked down at it, and slowly paced around.

When Zhou Ye came out of the training room, the back of his clothes was soaked with sweat, clinging to his skin in a sticky and uncomfortable way.

She reached out and tugged at her collar, trying to let the wind in to cool her down, but it had little effect.

She cracked her neck, her joints making two soft popping sounds, and walked towards the tea room at the end of the corridor with the empty mineral water bottle in her hand.

"Hey, isn't that Zhou Ye?"

A low whisper came from behind Zhou Ye, and it was particularly clear in the empty corridor.

Zhou Ye didn't stop walking, but her ears perked up, and she subconsciously slowed her pace.

"Wasn't she transferred to Chenxi? Why is she still in Mohen's practice room?"

Another voice, with a hint of amusement, said, "Who knows? Maybe they have nowhere else to go."

"A small, newly established company like Dawn probably doesn't even have a decent practice room, right?"

"That's true. But what does she want? Tian Xiwei didn't even become a top star herself before she went out to work independently, and she actually followed her. That's pretty short-sighted."

A third voice joined in, with a deliberately profound tone: "I heard that Tian Xiwei left because she had a falling out with President Shen."

"Weren't she and President Shen getting along quite well before?"

"That's right! President Shen treated her so well, giving her all sorts of resources, and what happened? He just left without a word."

"You ungrateful wretch!"

"Why didn't you stay at Mohen's place? You ran off to start your own company. Do you really think you're some 18-year-old business prodigy?!"

"If Zhou Ye follows her... his future is bleak."

"That's right! If Chenxi falls from grace in the future, there won't be a place for her to return to Mohen."

Several people laughed, their laughter carrying a condescending sense of superiority and mockery. The laughter was soft, but loud enough to reach Zhou Ye's ears.

Zhou Ye stopped abruptly. She stood in the middle of the corridor, her back to the group of people, her shoulders slightly tense.

Her fingers slowly clenched, and the mineral water bottle was slightly deformed from her grip.

The group, still oblivious, continued whispering, "Isn't she stupid? Giving up President Shen's coattails to hang out with some girl who just turned eighteen..."

Zhou Ye suddenly turned around, his movements so fast that the others didn't even have time to stop smiling.

Her gaze was like a knife, slashing coldly across.

The group fell silent instantly.

Zhou Ye didn't say anything, he just stared straight at them.

Her chin was slightly raised, her lips were pressed into a line, and her eyes were filled with a cold indifference.

The three of them felt a little uneasy under her gaze and instinctively took a half-step back.

The smile on his face froze, and an awkward curve remained at the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, the three of them trembled violently on the spot, paused for a second, then bowed slightly and fled the place as if they were escaping.

Zhou Ye frowned as he stared at the backs of the group, looking puzzled.

Even though my face was cold, it shouldn't have made them bow and run away.

Are you angry?

A familiar voice came from behind her, and Zhou Ye subconsciously shrank back.

Looking back, she saw Shen Mo standing behind her with a slight smile.

Zhou Ye pursed his lips, looked down at the water glass in his hand, and said in a muffled voice, "No."

Shen Mo handed the documents in his hand to Rebecca behind him, tilted his head and lowered his gaze to look into Zhou Ye's eyes.

"Should I fire them to help you vent your anger?"

His tone was slightly joking, but Zhou Ye could see that his eyes were serious.

Zhou Ye slowly raised her head, looked at Shen Mo, and paused for two seconds.

Shen Mo stood right in front of her, less than half a meter away. This was the first time she had ever been so close to Shen Mo.

He was wearing a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his forearms, revealing his well-defined wrists.

His expression was relaxed, with a slight smile on his lips, as if he were talking about something very easy.

Zhou Ye was secretly pleased, and the corners of her mouth slowly curved into a smile. The curve was very slight, but it was enough to make her cold expression disappear instantly.

"Thank you for your kindness, Brother Mo."

She shook her head. "No need."

Shen Mo raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything.

Zhou Ye turned to look at the end of the corridor, in the direction where those people had disappeared. He gritted his teeth, slightly raised his chin, and a fire rekindled in his eyes.

"I will personally slap them in the face."

The words seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying a stubborn and unyielding fierceness.

"Let them know who's really blind."

After saying this, she turned back to look at Shen Mo, the corners of her mouth curving into a deeper smile, carrying a hint of smugness and provocation, just like a kitten with its tail raised.

Shen Mo looked at her and couldn't help but smile. "Not a bad idea."

He nodded, his tone filled with approval and a hint of relief. "I support you."

He paused, his gaze passing over her head and landing at the end of the corridor, his expression becoming a little more serious.

"However, although this behavior is not grounds for expulsion, it still requires punishment and education."

He turned to Rebecca and said, "I'll leave this to you."

"Teach them the most basic thing they need to learn in Inkmark is to maintain respect for people."

Rebecca nodded: "Understood. I'll take care of it right away."

She then quickly walked towards the other end of the corridor in her high heels.

The corridor fell silent again. Zhou Ye stood there, her fingers lightly touching the mineral water bottle. The water droplets were pushed away by her fingertips and then gathered back together.

She pursed her lips, looked up at Shen Mo, and said, "Thank you, Brother Mo."

Shen Mo looked down at her, a slight smile playing on his lips. "What are you thanking me for?"

His tone was casual, "You went to Dawn because of me, so naturally I have to take responsibility."

Zhou Ye was stunned for a moment. Her eyelashes trembled, and she quickly lowered her head, turning her face to the side, her ears turning red.

"Brother Mo."

Her voice was muffled.

"Um?"

"Are you this nice to everyone?"

Shen Mo thought for a moment, then relaxed his standing posture, crossed his arms, and leaned against the wall of the corridor. "Not exactly."

He paused, then smiled slightly. "It's mainly for good-looking people."

Zhou Ye chuckled. She looked up and glared at him, not with anger, but with a kind of helpless resignation after being amused.

"Brother Mo, the way you talk is easy for people to misunderstand."

Shen Mo raised an eyebrow, looking completely innocent. "What misunderstanding? I'm just stating the facts. Aren't you good-looking?"

Zhou Ye was taken aback, opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word for a long time.

Her face turned red starting from the tips of her ears and spreading all the way to her cheeks, as red as a boiled shrimp.

"Alright, I'm not teasing you anymore."

Shen Mo straightened up, took out his phone from his pocket, and glanced at the time.

"Do you have classes this afternoon?"

Zhou Ye shook his head: "That's all. My dance class just ended this morning, and I'll practice on my own this afternoon."

"That's perfect." Shen Mo put his phone away, looked at her, and said, "Want to walk with me?"

Zhou Ye paused for a moment, then nodded. "Okay."

The two walked side by side on the sky garden walkway on the middle floor of the building.

Zhou Ye walked beside Shen Mo, glancing at Shen Mo every now and then before quickly looking away.

Shen Mo noticed it, but didn't point it out, "Zhou Ye."

"Um?"

"How are you feeling over there at Dawn?"

Zhou Ye thought for a moment, tilted his head, and said, "That's good."

"President Tian is very energetic. Although the company is a bit small, she manages everything very well."

Shen Mo paused slightly. "Won't you blame me for transferring you to that small company, causing you to be ridiculed even in Mohen?"

Zhou Ye turned his head to look at him, trying to read something from his expression, but Shen Mo's face was only calm.

"Actually, at first I was a little hesitant. It wasn't that I didn't want to follow your arrangements, Brother Mo, but I'm a fan of yours, and if I went there, I would be too far away from you."

Shen Mo chuckled. "There should be some distance between fans and idols. If they get too close, they're no longer idols."

Zhou Ye raised his chin arrogantly, "That's not necessarily true! I've been with the company for over a year now, and my relationship with you, Brother Mo, isn't far off. You've always been my idol."

Shen Mo paused, turned around, and looked at Zhou Ye.

Sunlight streamed through the glass and fell on her face, casting a vivid shadow on her features. Her eyes sparkled with pure joy.

Shen Mo glanced at her for a few seconds, a slight smile playing on his lips, before continuing to walk forward.

"Thank you, I'm so glad to have a fan like you!"

Zhou Ye's eyelashes trembled, and her smile became even brighter.

"You actually have the potential to become a big star."

Shen Mo's voice came from beside her.

"You have good looks, acting skills, talent, and drive; all you lack is time and opportunity."

He paused.

"Whether it's the dawn or the ink traces, they're just platforms. What truly takes you far is yourself."

Shen Mo's voice came from beside her.

"You have good looks, acting skills, talent, and drive; all you lack is time and opportunity."

He paused.

"Whether it's the dawn or the ink traces, they're just platforms. What truly takes you far is yourself."

Shen Mo turned to look at her, a smile spreading across his face.

"I look forward to the day you become a big star, so I can proudly tell others that I have a big star fan."

Zhou Ye looked quietly into Shen Mo's eyes. Her eyes suddenly felt a little hot, so she blinked hard to force back the moisture, then raised her chin again and gave a big smile.

"Then, Brother Mo, you just wait."

Her voice carried a high-spirited fighting spirit, like a flame that had been ignited.

"I'll make you proud!"

"I'll be waiting."

After taking a few steps, Zhou Ye suddenly spoke up: "Brother Mo, can you answer one of my questions seriously?"

"ask."

"Are you this nice to all girls?"

Shen Mo thought for a moment, then turned to look at her and answered seriously, "No, it's not that. It's mainly about looks."

Zhou Ye rolled his eyes: "Brother Mo, you've already used that joke."

Shen Mo looked completely innocent: "If it works well, why can't it be used a second time?"

Zhou Ye was speechless for a long time, and finally could only angrily kick the dust on the ground.

"Scumbag."

The corner of her mouth He muttered something under his breath.

Shen Mo heard it, but pretended not to, only the curve of his lips deepened a little.

The two walked around and returned to the elevator entrance, where Shen Mo stopped.

"Alright, go back now. Focus on preparing for the college entrance exam, and also work on the script for 'Better Days.' I'll be waiting for the day you become a big star."

Zhou Ye nodded, smiled, and made a fist in front of him as a gesture of encouragement.

Shen Mo smiled slightly and raised an eyebrow: "By the way, spend more time with Tian Xiwei. After all, you're the same age, you'll definitely become friends."

Zhou Ye nodded, then suddenly realized what he meant and opened his mouth wide.

"Brother Mo, isn't this your real purpose?"

"You actually went through all this trouble to fool your fans. Wow! This really hurts my feelings!"

Even as he said this, Zhou Ye's lips were still turned up high.

Shen Mo shook his head, a sly smile appearing on his lips.

"My expectations for you are genuine! I look forward to you becoming a big star, and I look forward to telling others that you are my fan."

"I just wanted you to keep an eye on Tian Xiwei."

Zhou Ye scoffed, waved, and ran into the elevator. Shen Mo smiled, shook his head, and followed him in.

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Tian Xi frowned slightly as she looked at the two people in front of her. Xu Yiruo's expression clearly told her that she approved of Gong Yuhan's plan to muddy the waters.

This plan was exactly as Tian Xiwei had expected. In fact, she would have found it strange if Gong Yuhan hadn't done it, since he had done it quite often in her previous life.

However, when it came to actually deciding whether to adopt the plan, she hesitated. But if she didn't do it, how could she break the deadlock?

Suddenly, Tian Xiwei's phone kept ringing with notification sounds.

Tian Xiwei felt a sense of relief and quickly picked up her phone.

However, when she saw the screen, her expression couldn't help but furrow.

It's the notification sound for Weibo's special followers.

Shen Mo: [Blessings, may Tian Xiwei and Chen Xi get better and better.]

Li Yitong: [My dear little sister, of course you'll get more and more amazing!]

Bai Lu: [Tian Xiwei, keep it up!]

Meng Ziyi: [Tian'er, keep it up!]

……

Dilraba Dilmurat, Li Lin, Wang Churan, Liu Haocun, one after another, came up.

Gong Yuhan glanced furtively at Tian Xiwei's screen, then her eyes widened suddenly, and she quickly took out her own phone and opened Weibo.

Immediately afterwards, his expression changed from surprise to one of understanding.

"What's wrong?" Xu Yiruo also came over.

Gong Yuhan handed her the phone, a hint of a smile in her voice, "Look."

Xu Yiruo was stunned for a moment, then breathed a huge sigh of relief.

Everyone has different wording and tone, but the core meaning is the same: support Tian Xiwei.

Public opinion has also begun to shift.

In the comments section, those voices calling him an "ungrateful wretch" and "ungrateful" were immediately silenced.

More comments emerged saying things like "peaceful termination is not a crime," "no one says you can't terminate a contract," and "terminating a contract doesn't mean you can't cooperate in the future."

Xu Yiruo stared at the screen, speechless for a long time.

Didn't President Shen tell us to avoid mentioning him in front of President Tian? Didn't President Tian say he didn't want to be associated with President Shen?

What? What's going on now? Mr. Shen, are you playing us for fools?

Tian Xiwei was just bullied, and you're already rushing to defend her? That's just too much...

Tian Xi stared blankly at the Weibo message on her phone, remaining motionless for a long time.

Something indescribable is stuck in my throat, I can't swallow it down, and I can't spit it out.

She recalled Han Tian's rejection at the coffee shop earlier, but it didn't upset her.

On the way back, Chengcheng's cautious glances at her in the rearview mirror didn't bother her.

I'm not moved, I'm furious!

She was angry that he always appeared when she least wanted to be seen by him.

She was angry at him for always so easily shattering the stubbornness she had painstakingly built up.

She was angry at him for always making her feel like she was still that little Tian'er who needed to be protected.

She took a deep breath, suppressed the urge that rose in her throat, and opened the chat window with Shen Mo.

Don't interfere in my affairs anymore!

After typing the message, she stared at it for two seconds, then pressed send without hesitation.

The message "The other party is typing..." flashed in the chat box and remained there for a long time.

Tian Xi stared at the line of words, her heart beating a little faster than usual.

She was waiting, waiting for any explanation from him. As long as he explained, she could continue to be angry, continue to be stubborn, and continue to tell herself, "I don't need him."

But Shen Mo did not explain.

The message "The other party is typing..." flashed for about half a minute, then stopped.

A single word was sent.

【it is good! 】

Tian Xiwei looked at that word, her eyes reddening again. She slammed her phone face down on the table and took a deep breath.

Xu Yiruo stood beside her, watching her cautiously, "President Tian... the online public opinion has stabilized, but what about President Shen..."

"Okay," Tian Xiwei interrupted her, her voice a little hoarse. "You can go out now."

Xu Yinuo opened her mouth as if to say something, but seeing Tian Xiwei's expression, she swallowed her words. She tugged at Gong Yuhan's sleeve, and the two of them left the office.

The moment the door closed, Tian Xiwei slumped onto the table, burying her face in her arms.

She didn't cry, but her shoulders were trembling.

After a long while, my phone vibrated; it was a message from Li Yitong.

【Tian'er, don't blame him.】

Tian Xiwei looked at the message, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly, but the curve was bitter.

I don't blame him.

I just... didn't want him to think that I couldn't do anything right.

Li Yitong replied instantly: 【He would never think that way.】

Tian Xiwei stared at this line of text for a long time.