Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Instantly, Lin Yi’er’s Weibo lost a couple hundred thousand followers within the span of an hour, and her official fan page was deleted. Those of the same circle even referred to her face slapping incident as one of the biggest jokes of the entertainment scene in recent history.
At the same time, she received a call from her father, telling her that there were people who were buying over their company maliciously, and they were about to go bankrupt, asking her to think up of a way no matter what.
Lin Yi’er was so regretful that her entire face was drained of color.
What should she do? There seemed to only be a certain person who could do anything for her now.
Disguising herself a little, she wore a huge scarf and wore thick sunglasses before heading to Su Ya’s solo apartment alone. Since Su Ya was home coincidentally, she let her in and poured her a glass of water. “How are you doing? Fine?”
Her tone was soft and gentle.
“No way! I’m at my wit’s end, and you’re the only one who can help me now!” As long as Su Ya were to stand out for her, on account of the Su Family, her reputation could still be salvaged.
Su Ya sat down opposite her with a comforting gaze. “Right now, you’re at the top of the wave. If I were you, I’d disappear for some time first. Netizens are forgetful. If you were to appear after a year or two, I can guarantee that you’ll still be as popular as you were.”
This was a promise that she would definitely support Lin Yi’er if she were to appear after the heat was over.
Even though it was really alluring, Lin Yi’er did not believe the other.
The situation her family was in right now was utterly horrendous. Rather than thinking about the future, she might as well settle the problems of her family right now. Compared to Su Ya, she naturally trusted her parents more. As long as her family was fine, even if Su Ya were to not support her if she were to return a couple of years later, her family could still prop her up.
“But right now, it isn’t just my problem alone. My family’s business has met with some problems as well. Shang Mo is coming at me intentionally,” Lin Yi’er said with a trembling tone.
“That concerns your family. How could I possibly help?” Su Ya dismissed it off with her hand.
“If you hadn’t come looking for me to deal with Rong Mo, I wouldn’t have offended Shang Mo!” Lin Yi’er pushed the burden back onto Su Ya.
Su Ya gave a stifled chuckle. “I told you to deal with Rong Mo? I merely told you that Rong Mo resembles Mo Feifei. As to what you did, that has nothing to do with me.” She leaned back against her chair. “On account of our relationship in the past, I promised that I would help you in the future. However, that doesn’t mean that you can just do anything you want.”
Lin Yi’er scoffed coldly and scratched at her nails. “Su Ya, don’t forget about everything you had me do in the past. While those are lethal to me, they aren’t nothing for you either.”
“So, you’re threatening me now? Then you must not know that it is no longer a secret that I was involved with what happened to Mo Feifei.”
“Of course, I’m not referring to just that. Yang Sitong and Yan Zi may not know about it, but I do. I overheard you on the phone the other day…” Lin Yi’er accidentally let slip, and instantly, her face changed.
Su Ya’s face turned icy cold as she looked at her frostily as well. It was so silent in the room that one could hear a pin’s drop as Lin Yi’er regretted her slip.
A cold curl formed on Su Ya’s lips as she said indifferently, “You better know what you’re talking about right now, huh?”
Lin Yi’er said nothing as she dug her nails deep into her palm—she was afraid of Su Ya when she behaved this way. After all, that was a secret that Su Ya must absolutely not let anyone know about.
What should she do now?
She shirked her body back a little in fear.