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

"Who bullied you? Are you short of money? Or did some blind director dare to give you attitude?" Luo Tianxiong's voice was urgent. "Don't cry, tell Dad, and Dad will buy his company so you can kick it around like a football."

Luo Qianyu sniffed, reached for a tissue, and blew her nose forcefully.

The sound was so loud that it terrified Luo Tianxiong on the other end of the phone.

"Dad, I'm not playing anymore."

"I'm willing to go home and inherit the family fortune."

Luo Tianxiong was stunned.

Three years ago, in order to enter the entertainment industry and pursue her so-called dream of independence, her daughter even severed ties with him and changed her name.

For the past three years, he has tried every means to ease the tension. He sent money but it was returned, he sent a car but it was refused, and he even sent bodyguards to protect her, but his daughter scolded him for it.

Now, she's actually admitting it?

"Qianqian, are you...are you serious?" Luo Tianxiong asked cautiously, afraid he was hallucinating. "Are you just trying to make Daddy happy?"

"Really." Luo Qianyu gripped the steering wheel tightly, her knuckles turning white. "But I have one condition."

"Tell me! Don't just say one, I'll take a hundred! I'll even pluck the moon from the sky for you!"

"I'm going to destroy someone."

Luo Qianyu's voice was cold, with a hint of ruthlessness.

"Her name is Hongxia, and people in the industry call her Sister Hong. She is the top agent at Star Emperor Entertainment."

Luo Tianxiong ran the name through his mind. No recollection. This kind of ant was utterly beneath his notice.

"Okay." Luo Tianxiong agreed readily. "How do you want her to die? Disappear from this industry? Or go work as a sewing machine operator?"

"I want her to disappear from this industry completely before dawn. I want to uncover all her bad debts, all her tax evasion, and all her under-the-table contracts. I want her to spend the rest of her life in regret."

"No problem." Luo Tianxiong's voice was filled with joy. As long as his daughter was willing to come back, not to mention ruining an agent, even a listed company would be a piece of cake.

"And one more thing," Luo Qianyu glanced at the building in the distance that was broadcasting live, "I want complete control of the show 'Rising Star'."

"That director's name is Wang Gang. I'm going to make him shut up and listen to me."

"Now."

Luo Tianxiong smiled. This was the true blood of the Luo family. This domineering, imperious air was exactly the same as his own when he was young.

"Give me five minutes," Luo Tianxiong said casually. "In five minutes, that Wang Gang will be kneeling down to answer your call."

beep.

The phone hangs up.

Luo Qianyu tossed her phone onto the passenger seat. Instead of starting the car immediately, she looked in the rearview mirror and slowly wiped away the tears on her face.

What's the use of crying?

Will crying make Xu Qingshao suffer a little? Will crying turn back that damned year?

No.

Only power can.

Luo Qianyu tidied her hair again.

Although it was still a mess, the collapse in those eyes was gone.

She is now Luo Qianyu, the only daughter of the richest man in Linhai, and the heir to a multi-billion dollar empire.

She picked up the smartphone that had been switched off.

Turn on.

Countless WeChat messages and missed calls popped up. They were all from Sister Hong.

The most recent one was posted three minutes ago.

Luo Qianyu sneered and dialed back.

It rang once and was then answered.

"Oh my little darling! You're finally on!" Sister Hong's shrill voice rang out, accompanied by a noisy background, as if she was still busy with public relations. "Where did you run off to? The villa's housekeeper said you drove out? Are you crazy? There are paparazzi everywhere outside. Did you drive that Ferrari out to get on the front page?"

Hong Jie didn't give Luo Qianyu a chance to speak at all, firing off like a machine gun.

"Xu Qing went crazy on the show, and it's trending all over the internet. I've already had the PR department release a press release saying you were moved by the contestant's deep emotion, and it has nothing to do with us. Just play dead over there, whatever you do, don't respond, whatever you do..."

"Sister Hong."

Luo Qianyu interrupted her.

The voice wasn't loud, but it made Sister Hong instinctively shut her mouth.

"What's wrong, Qianyu? Are you feeling unwell?" Sister Hong's tone softened. "Where are you? I'll have the driver pick you up."

"No need." Luo Qianyu held the steering wheel with one hand, and the car slowly glided onto the main road. "I'm on my way to the studio."

"What?!" Sister Hong shrieked, "What are you going to the studio for? Are you crazy? Going there now is suicide! Those reporters will tear you apart!"

"Wei Hongxia, have you chosen a burial plot for yourself?"

There was an instant silence on the other end of the phone.

Only the sound of rapid breathing could be heard.

Wei Hongxia paused for a moment, then chuckled dryly twice: "Qianyu, what nonsense are you talking about? Are you too tired? Well, yes, you've had too many gigs lately..."

"I just watched the live stream." Luo Qianyu said calmly, as if she were talking about something that had nothing to do with her. "Xu Qing said that I have an older brother."

Hongjie's heart skipped a beat.

He also said that I had a hereditary skin disease that caused my whole body to ulcerate, my hair to fall out, and that I died a terrible death.

Luo Qianyu looked at the long shadow cast by the streetlights ahead.

"Sister Hong, I've worked for you for three years. Don't you know whether I have a brother or not?"

"My dad had his tubal ligation done right after I was born, in response to the call to action. Tell me, where did this older brother come from? Did he spring from a crack in a rock?"

Wei Hongxia panicked completely on the other end.

She could sense something was off about Luo Qianyu's tone.

Although Luo Qianyu used to be willful, she was easy to coax. As long as you threatened her with a few words about her future and career, she would obediently listen to you.

But right now, Luo Qianyu was freezing cold.

"Qianyu, let Sister Hong explain..." Wei Hongxia's voice began to tremble, "The situation was special back then, and I was only doing it for your own good. Think about it, if you don't make him give up completely, he'll definitely keep bothering you, and then your career..."

"For my own good?"

Luo Qianyu laughed out loud.

"For my own good, you're writing me to death? For my own good, you're saying I'm covered in sores?"

"Wei Hongxia, do you know what I want to do right now?"

"I want to peel your skin off and see if it's rotten too."

Wei Hongxia felt a chill run from the soles of her feet to the top of her head. She swallowed hard, forcing herself to remain calm: "Luo Qianyu, don't forget, your contract is still in my hands! Everything you have now comes from the company! If you dare to mess around, I'll freeze you out! I'll make you lose everything!"

"Snowing me out?"

Luo Qianyu seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world.

"Sure, give it a try."

"But before you freeze my account, you'd better check your bank account and see if those dual contracts you have are still there."

Wei Hongxia's heart skipped a beat: "What do you mean?"

"It doesn't mean anything." Luo Qianyu slammed on the gas pedal, and the red Ferrari roared. "Just letting you know that your good days are over."

"Also, don't even think about running away."

"My dad's men should have arrived by now."

After saying that, Luo Qianyu threw her phone out the window.

The phone that had been with her for three years, filled with announcements and fabricated personas, flew through the air in an arc before crashing heavily onto the asphalt road and shattering into pieces.

The underground parking lot of Star Emperor Entertainment.

Hongjie clutched the phone that had been hung up, her face deathly pale. She frantically pressed the elevator buttons, wanting to go upstairs to find her boss.

"A madman...this madman..."

She muttered to herself. She didn't believe Luo Qianyu had such power. Could a minor celebrity who relied on her looks really turn the world upside down?

As long as you see the boss, just pull out the contract and pressure her...

Ding.

The elevator doors opened.

But instead of an empty sedan chair, four burly men in black suits and sunglasses emerged from it.

Wei Hongxia subconsciously took a step back.

"Who are you? Security! Security!"