After their confessions were rejected, they regretted it for the rest of their lives.

"This...is probably not the first time we've met. There might be some people who don't believe my brother is gone and mistake me for Xia Weiyu, but right now...the one standing in front of you is Xia Weichan."

"..."

He couldn't be sure if Tsuruo Kurimaki... had really taken his words to heart.

From his perspective, the other person appeared to be enduring something, their thin shoulders trembling slightly.

After a long while, Kurimaki Tsuruo seemed to have come to terms with reality, and leaned wearily against the door as if her life had been cut short.

The girl seemed to lack the strength to lift her eyes, so she remained in that position and asked in a hoarse voice:

"What's up?"

"Um... this should be our first official meeting, although... it's not exactly normal right now."

Xia Weichan suppressed the urge to hug Kurumaki Tsuruo and gently smooth her hair.

With a heavy sigh, he said, "If you've been staying at home and keeping up with the news, you should already know that, Ms. Tsuruo, I've officially taken over your client company."

"..."

Only then did Kurimaki Tsuruo raise her head, and her lifeless eyes finally showed human emotion.

It was a sudden outburst of long-suppressed emotions.

Looking at the calm face of the man in front of her, an uncontrollable anger welled up in her heart.

In an instant, the cold demeanor she had lost returned to Tsuruo Kurimaki's face.

"So all this time...as his younger brother, you've been thinking about how to take over his inheritance?!"

Kurimaki Tsuruo was using almost all her remaining strength; she gritted her teeth, her pupils constricted, and her composure completely crumbled at this moment.

She gripped Xia Weichan's collar tightly with both hands and angrily questioned him:

"You're his brother! Why...why didn't you try to persuade him to rest when he was so exhausted?!"

"Why are you still able to act so coldly now?!"

"Why don't you go and advise Xia Weiyu to get some rest, eat breakfast properly... and not handle any work during lunchtime, and not work overtime until late at night because of some trivial idol-related matters?!"

"You know perfectly well... you're the person closest to him, how could you not know about Xia Weiyu's health condition...?"

"..."

Xia Weichan shifted her gaze from the out-of-control, angry face of Kurimaki Tsuruo.

With a heavy heart, I gazed at the distant horizon. Sparrows, startled by the sudden sound, took flight.

This series of questions was not directed at him...

"Why...did it turn out like this...?"

As the girl's voice grew softer and softer, her hoarse voice gradually turned into intermittent sobs.

Xia Weichan then spoke.

"I'm here to see you because of some company matters..."

Kurimaki Tsuruo released her grip, wiping away her tears; her face was practically screaming with disgust.

"You are not Xia Weiyu..."

"Yes, there's no need to emphasize that."

Xia Weichan understood the meaning behind the other person's words; Kurijuu Tsuruo only recognized Xia Weiyu.

"Ms. Kurimaki, you're the most popular idol in the company..."

"That's not the case anymore. I'll pay the penalty for breach of contract afterward and then leave..."

Since she couldn't stop this man from taking over the talent agency, Tsuruo Kurimaki decisively chose to terminate her contract.

After speaking, she gasped for breath; the questioning had drained her of her last strength and energy.

The girl turned around to close the door, but it was blocked by a strong hand and she couldn't move it an inch.

"roll."

"You may have misunderstood me. My brother has nurtured and devoted himself to you to a degree that is now difficult for me to handle. Without you, the entire entertainment company would face the risk of a major upset."

Hearing this, Kurimaki Tsuruo was slightly taken aback.

As the faint force of the door closing gradually disappeared, Xia Weichan released her grip.

He explained in a flat tone:

"This talent agency was brought to its current state by Xia Weiyu and Ms. Li Juan. His most cherished legacy was thus cleverly divided into two parts."

"..."

Kurimaki Tsuruo didn't speak, but her eyes showed that she was listening.

Xia Weichan then spoke:

"One part is the company itself, and the other part is you. If either part is missing, this artist management company will not be the Kingfisher Artist Management Company it is."

"This company doesn't just belong to me, it belongs to you too. Because you chose to become an idol, Xia Weiyu became a producer, and that's why this company exists."

"What you're saying...how is that possible?"

Seeing the increasingly complex, even fearful, expression on Kurisumi Tsuru's face, Xia Weichan understood that his impromptu performance about value had been very successful.

"That's it. Xia Weiyu has truly poured his heart and soul into you, and the way you are now... If it weren't me who came today, but Xia Weiyu, what do you think he would think?"

"That masterpiece he truly believed to be perfect has fallen into such a state of decay, even to the point of self-abandonment..."

Xia Weichan paused for a moment, unable to find the right words to describe it, so he looked up at the horizon again.

There were no birds left there, which made me feel a little melancholy.

"They'll be very disappointed..."

When Xia Weichan turned around, she saw Kurimaki Tsuruo stagger back two steps.

His face, already pale from exhaustion, turned deathly white, as if it were plaster on a wall, devoid of any color.

This reaction made Xia Weichan's pupils shrink, and she rushed forward to catch the girl before she fell.

The other person's body felt lighter and colder than I remembered.

"Tsuruo?"

"Tsuruo?!"

Xia Weichan was somewhat anxious. He frowned and checked the breathing of the unconscious Kurimaki Tsuruo.

Somewhat faint.

His gaze fell on the messy, dark room, a scene that inevitably made one frown.

"Could it be that he hasn't rested properly these past six days?"

Without a second thought, Xia Weichan immediately dialed the hospital's number.

After more than an hour,

Xia Weichan sat on a bench in the corridor, next to a doctor in a white coat.

"The patient doesn't have any major problems. It's a vagal syncope caused by long-term mental stress, low blood sugar due to not eating for a period of time, and excessive emotional stress before the coma."

"Of course, the patient's coma could also be caused by chronic insomnia; in short, it's a mental health issue."

After speaking, the doctor glanced at Xia Weichan, who was sitting with her head down, with mixed feelings, and sighed:

"What a strange person..."

This statement may not necessarily be referring to Kurimaki Tsuruo.

Because of the sensitive nature of the patients they treat, and to avoid unnecessary trouble, the area where the two spoke was actually empty except for the designated doctor.

After a nurse greeted everyone and entered the ward, the corridor became quiet as the ward door closed.

Xia Weichan looked at the doctor calmly, "Her relatives are not in the country, so if she needs anything, just call me."

The other person was someone he knew in some way, but he needed to pretend he didn't know them now.

"In addition, your test results are in, and based on blood relations, you are indeed Xia Weiyu's younger brother."

"grateful."

Xia Weichan reached out and took the order, nodding as she said:

"Then my only concern is gone."