A pitiful performance garnered the sympathy of most netizens, putting Tian Tian once again under scrutiny, pilloried at the center of controversy.
Following that, other female artists implicated came forward to respond, with narratives vastly different from Mo Beibei’s, claiming that Tian Tian falsely called them "sisters" while harboring ill-intentions in private, drugging them to send to Guan Donghui’s bed, even taking indecent photos to blackmail them.
Some even if willing to offer themselves, but now in order to protect their own interests, had no choice but to cast aspersions on Tian Tian and Guan Donghui. These female artists also united, preparing to take Tian Tian and Guan Donghui to court to defend their rights, and the scandal had even ignited interest abroad, with foreign media paying attention.
Guan Donghui was stigmatized, but Tian Tian became the target of nationwide scorn. Never had they seen such a despicable woman, actively sending women to her husband’s bed with such filthy means—a complete aberration, a lunatic.
Because it involved criminal litigation, Tian Tian had not yet had the chance to clear her name when law enforcement took her away. Upon investigation, it was found that for years she had provided conditions for her husband to sexually abuse women using illegal means, and was also suspected of illicit financial gain and drug abuse. Her sordid past was inexhaustible. When exposed, it shocked the netizens.
My God, was this the same beloved host, Tian Tian, who brought joy and laughter to the national audience? The disparity was too great. It was precisely because the deception was so deep before that now, when it was suddenly exposed, people were utterly unable to accept it, and hence, felt even more enraged at Tian Tian.
From then on, the names Tian Tian and Guan Donghui would be eternally notorious, dominating the entertainment circle for over a month, until at last the verdict was handed down: life imprisonment for Guan Donghui, and Tian Tian sentenced to fifteen years with the deprivation of political rights for life, an outcome that left many endlessly sighing.
Because it was a high-profile case, many media outlets attended the court session.
Ji Yunya sat in the last row, watching the defendant’s dock where Tian Tian, in her orange prison garb, handcuffed and shackled, disheveled and looking pathetic with her bare face, and Guan Donghui with his head hung low, devoid of vitality, a wry smile tugged at his lips.
Facing so many cameras, Tian Tian wished she could crawl into a hole, but now she could only stand there, accepting the court’s judgment as well as the disdainful and hateful gazes from onlookers.
The judge’s gavel fell, and the sentence was pronounced. From then on, her fate stepped onto a bleak, hopeless path.
For so many days, her heart had already become numb.
Her gaze inadvertently scanned the audience, catching sight of a familiar figure and those mocking, piercing eyes peering over the heads of the crowd. Her heart shuddered violently, her eyes widening...
In that instant, she felt as if she had plunged into an icy abyss, her lips turning white, her body deathly cold.
Those eyes... so enigmatic and revealing so much.
The smugness of someone holding all the cards, the scorn of a winner towards the loser. She suddenly realized, with some disbelief, yet also as if it were expected.
She and Guan Donghui had always been cautious; otherwise, after so many years, with the media’s omnipresent surveillance, they wouldn’t have kept their affair so well concealed. Why then had it suddenly come to light?
This was no coincidence. She thought back to Guan Donghui’s recent coveting of Ji Yunya, the biggest regret of her life that gnawed at her intestines in remorse. Blinded by lust, why couldn’t she see clearly? How could Ji Yunya be so easily provoked?
It must have been Ji Yunya’s revenge on them. Why hadn’t she seen through this sooner? What use was regret now?
As the trial came to a close, she was escorted out of the courtroom by two special forces officers. Before leaving, she turned to look one last time, but Ji Yunya’s figure had already disappeared. Follow current novᴇls on novęlfire.net
With a sigh, she walked out, filled with reluctance.
With Guan Donghui’s downfall, the biggest beneficiary was Yuan Pan. The newly appointed president of Donghui Entertainment was from the TV station, more precisely, Yuan Pan’s man. Before he fully consolidated his position, the TV station’s internal industrial layout had already been optimized. Donghui Entertainment formally announced the rebranding notice, renaming itself Qingping Entertainment, declaring a fresh start.
Xue Chengcheng was on tenterhooks for many days, but fortunately, Guan Donghui’s affair did not involve her, a stroke of luck indeed. Her agent fully relaxed, praising Xue Chengcheng for her good work, as she was the only company artist to escape this disaster unscathed.
However, Xue Chengcheng couldn’t settle down, bearing in mind that Ji Yunya still held her indecent video. It loomed over her like a time bomb, unsure of when it would explode, potentially destroying her future. Yet, she didn’t dare to tell her agent about it.