Everywhere in the online television, there were news reports about Ji Yunya, a little loli who had become famous overnight with the launch of a new show. The hot gossips surrounding her became the most popular topic of conversation after meals.
Yun Shu had not been sleeping well these days. She couldn’t forget Yun Sha’s death; the two had grown up together, their feelings for one another far from ordinary. And now she was dead, because of Yun Shu.
By piecing together the statements from the driver and the information from the police, she came to a most unlikely conclusion.
Although she didn’t want to believe it, she had to convince herself.
Yun Sha was killed by the hands of Ji Yunya herself.
Killing to silence others, shifting the blame, then using public opinion to protect oneself—it seemed that she had been plotting this for a very long time, just waiting for this day.
This little granddaughter, at the tender age of five, had such schemes and tactics, it was terrifying.
Yun Shu recalled the deep-seated hatred in Ji Yunya’s eyes the first time they met; everything made sense now.
Outside the window the sun was shining brightly, but Yun Shu suddenly felt cold, bone-chillingly cold.
She called over Uncle Feng, "Withdraw all the people; you won’t find her."
If someone intended to hide, how would they ever find her?
She would just see how long Ji Yunya could hide.
Shenghua is the largest holding group of self-media in the country, owning the largest domestic online forum, micro-blog, BBS, and other self-media platforms. It has stakes in newspapers, magazines, television stations, radio stations, internet companies, and controls the direction of the entertainment industry, a veritable powerhouse of the entertainment circle.
Yun Group, under the development of Yun Shen and the life’s work of Ji Huaixi, diverged in its approach, leaning more towards business and economic interests. Having ventured into real estate, they were now ready to break into the entertainment industry. Yun Shen’s forward-thinking vision had targeted self-media, an industry with huge potential, but Yun’s were still novices in this area. Hence, they sought to expand their business through a partnership with Shenghua.
Especially after the incident involving Bai Ran, it had deepened Yun Shen’s resolve.
Now, he and President Ye of Shenghua had already reached a preliminary intention for cooperation. To control public opinion would be a piece of cake.
However, not long after, Liang Yu hurriedly entered.
"President Yun, there seems to have been a complication with President Ye," he said.
Yun Shen frowned slightly, "What happened exactly?"
Liang Yu hesitated, "Have you heard of Ning Zijin?"
The Ning Family had migrated from the north; known for their underworld origins, they couldn’t shed their inherent boldness even though they tried to whitewash their image. All of the Ning children were embroiled in scandals, frequently appearing in entertainment news, especially Ning Zijin. As the eldest daughter of the Ning principal family, her private life was more scandalous than Bai Ran’s, notoriously unruly.
The Ning Family never participated in any business banquets and were from different circles, making them strangers to Yun Shen.
But he was well aware of Ning Zijin’s name; not just because of her unrestrained private life, but because of her fearsome methods. At the age of sixteen, she could take on a gang by herself, bravely and alone, earning her the nickname "Female Demon."
"What does this have to do with Ning Zijin?" he asked.
"President Ye’s only son is currently Ning Zijin’s boyfriend. President Yun, by acquiring that parcel of land in the eastern city, you have inadvertently offended the Ning Family. Ning Zijin somehow learned of your intention to partner with Shenghua and has begun to interfere..." Liang Yu explained.
Yun Shen’s frown deepened. The Ning Family always messed with his plans.
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Yun Shen’s fingers tapped gently on the tabletop. Time was not on his side; public opinion was turning against him. If allowed to ferment, it would negatively impact the company in ways that no amount of money could rectify.
"Contact the TV station, see if an advertising contract for the next three years could cancel the broadcasting of a show?"
Liang Yu understood, "I’ll get on it immediately."
Qin Zhuan walked out of the Ye Group building with a confident smile on his lips, strolling toward the black sedan waiting by the roadside.
In the back seat sat a delicate little girl, sitting upright. She looked up at Qin Zhuan, her dark eyes deep and inscrutable, like ancient wells.
Every time he looked into them, Qin Zhuan felt a shiver of trepidation.
"Uncle Qin, is the contract signed?"
Speaking of business, Qin Zhuan nodded with a smile, then seriously stared at Yun Ya’s little face, "How did you know it would succeed? After all, Ye’s is such a large company, and I am but an unknown pawn. Why would they forsake Yun Shen for me?"
Yun Ya smiled, tilting her head, the picture of innocence and kindness, "Because I believe in Uncle Qin, ah."
Uncle Qin was so capable; anything he set out to do, he would surely succeed.
In her previous life, he had created a legend, and in this life, she was merely advancing that legend a little earlier.
Moreover, she knew Yun Shen would not succeed, because Ning Zijin was someone who held grudges...
Ning Zijin, ah... Zijin’s cousin, that bold and fierce woman. Thinking of Zijin, her gaze fell slightly.
At this time, Zijin was probably still playing with mud in that remote little town.
Because I believe in Uncle Qin, ah—
Qin Zhuan felt a jolt in his heart, looking at the little girl’s sparkling eyes, full of trust and reliance, a surge of pride welled up inside him.
This girl, whom he loved as his own daughter, even if she asked for the stars in the sky, he would do his utmost to pluck them for her, just for one glance from her , that was enough.
"Having disappeared for so long, Yun Shu must be going crazy looking for me. It’s about time to reappear," Yun Ya muttered to herself.