Lin Yan finished reading the trending searches, and her heart sank. So of the photos were edited, but so were real—for example, before Qiao Wan debuted, she wasn’t so academic high-achiever at all. She was just a bar girl, often mingling in nightclubs, hanging out with unsavory n, smoking, drinking, and even having tattoos.
It was only after her debut that she turned her life around. The company created an image for her, but in the past, she was the wildest of them all.
Lin Yan had already spent a fortune cleaning up these photos and gagging the n who had been involved with Qiao Wan. How could these photos still leak out?
Lin Yan felt like her head was about to explode. She absolutely could not allow public opinion to fernt further. She prepared heavy gifts and personally went to the Jingzhou branch of the Deep Sea Group. Through an insider dia friend, she found out that Shan Wei was having a eting there today. She was determined to et Shan Wei.
anwhile, she called Hong Lei and asked Mr. Hong to pull so strings to suppress Qiao Wan’s scandal from the trending searches.
Hong Lei hadn’t seen Yu Fuce. Exiting Jiangnan Mansion, he recalled i Qingdai’s every glance and word—her deanor was so chilling that he couldn’t help getting goosebumps.
Looking again at Qiao Wan’s scandal spreading online, he instantly understood everything.
The older, the wiser—how could a mistress ever outwit the rightful wife?
If he waded deeper into this ss, he might end up dead without a grave. The Yu family’s ruthlessness was deeply ingrained—it was in their bones. As Old Mrs. i’s great-niece, i Qingdai was undoubtedly cut from the sa cloth.
Yu Fuce, good for you—causing a death and then disappearing to enjoy a peaceful retreat, leaving your brother to face your wife alone. It’s not even my child; why should I care?
Hong Lei turned off his phone, deciding to ignore it all, and headed to his girlfriend’s place to unwind.
Public opinion continued to snowball. The dirt on Qiao Wan spread across online platforms, and her fans struggled in vain to shield her. Against the tide of public backlash, their efforts were little more than a drop in the ocean.
Platinum Entertainnt issued a lawyer’s letter, suing the paparazzi and dia studios for defamation, as per usual. Their stance was strong, but the public no longer trusted Qiao Wan.
After all, from the paparazzi’s leaked video, Qiao Wan appeared undeniably like an early-pregnancy woman. Combined with revelations of her wild past, having a child wasn’t surprising. The carefully maintained persona she had worked so hard to uphold completely shattered.
Fortunately, she was a top-tier celebrity, widely known, with solid works to her na. As long as the paparazzi didn’t have undeniable proof of her entering the delivery ward, the impact on her career wouldn’t be too severe—just a dent in her reputation. She could use her works to stage a coback later.
Lin Yan didn’t manage to et Shan Wei. Hong Lei wouldn’t intervene either, letting the scandal fernt freely across all platforms. Lin Yan decided to view this as a chance to desensitize the fans.
Now, what she needed to do was figure out who had recorded that video and pinpoint the mastermind behind it.
Lin Yan was adept at such matters. Before long, she discovered it was soone from the backstage crew at a fashion event Qiao Wan had attended a few days ago. Surveillance footage narrowed down the individual.
He Qian had just settled into his office chair when Lin Yan stord in, radiating fury.
"Well, well, what brings our illustrious Manager Lin here?"
Lin Yan threw a stack of photos onto He Qian’s desk: "This is all your doing. You’ve thoroughly ruined Nana."
He Qian picked up the photos one by one. They showed two won eting at a café.
He recognized one of the won imdiately.
Eternal Century’s CEO, Ding ng.
The other woman wasn’t very striking, but she did look slightly familiar—probably soone from that fashion event, likely a staff mber.
He Qian smiled: "What does this have to do with ?"
Lin Yan pulled over a chair and sat down across from him, placing her hands firmly on his desk in a confrontational stance.
"Was it you who arranged for the scandal about Ge Qi smoking to be leaked? Don’t bother denying it—I know full well how you operate."
Leaning back into his chair, He Qian looked utterly relaxed: "And so?"
"Don’t you realize how vindictive Ding ng can be? You caused her trouble, and she’ll definitely strike back. It’s her who hired soone to sell Nana’s video to Luo Nanyi, and Luo Nanyi is a complete lunatic."
Lin Yan took a deep breath: "He Qian—Brother Qian—we’re coworkers in the sa company, aren’t we? We’re all in this together. If Nana goes down, do you think your Shu Cheng and Ming Yue can take the spotlight? We rise and fall together."
He Qian raised an eyebrow: "So Qiao Wan actually *is* pregnant."
Lin Yan slapped the desk: "He Qian, stop avoiding the topic. I’m talking about sothing else right now."
Lin Yan softened her tone: "You’re on good terms with Vice President Zhao at Deep Sea, aren’t you? Could you invite him out for a al and ask him to help connect us with Mr. Shan? Na your price—we’ll et any conditions..."
He Qian chuckled and shook his head: "So you’re asking to pave the way for you. Why didn’t you say so from the start? Coming in here all aggressive—what, trying to intimidate ?"
"Brother Qian, I’m begging you, alright? I really have no choice left."
"What about her mysterious boyfriend?"
Lin Yan’s face froze, and silence suddenly enveloped her.
He Qian sighed: "Look at female stars in the entertainnt industry. Which one ends up well with a ’love-brained’ attitude? At the end of the day, it’s because you, as her manager, didn’t do your job well."
"You’re right. With Nana’s current situation, I have to take half the bla."
Other agents can completely control their artists—look at He Qian, with Chen Shucheng and Fan Mingyue obediently toeing the line. But managing soone like Qiao Wan, with her resourceful connections, strong personality, and quick temper, was beyond her capacity.
"Brother Qian, with your wealth of experience and extensive dia network, could you guide ? I’d be forever grateful."
"Qiao Wan’s pregnancy might be linked to Luo Nanyi and Ding ng, but as for her past scandals? If soone had wanted to expose them, they would’ve done it long ago. Why are they suddenly flooding the platforms now?"
As expected, He Qian’s insight was sharp. Lin Yan pondered for a mont before asking, "Could Nana have offended soone?"
He Qian scoffed: "In this industry, she’s offended plenty of people. Maybe think about more recent incidents?"
Lin Yan sank into deep thought but couldn’t co up with any leads.
He Qian pulled up a tablet and pushed it toward her.
Lin Yan’s gaze fell on the screen, revealing the viral photo of the subway-dweller beauty accused of copying Qiao Wan.
The picture was trending online, with so users even using it as their profile picture.
From a manager’s perspective, this girl’s facial features were exceptionally striking. Frankly, she looked even more beautiful and refined than Qiao Wan did in her younger days.
After admiring the girl’s flawless appearance, Lin Yan suddenly had an epiphany. "Don’t tell Nana has offended *this* girl."
He Qian curled his lips into a smile: "Never underestimate anyone."
He tapped the screen, zooming in on the photo, magnifying her exquisite beauty.
Lin Yan frowned: "What’s her background?"
He Qian’s gaze lingered on the photo, his eyes filled with pure appreciation: "I saw her last year in Chunzhou—heard of Cai Xiang’s case, right? She was pivotal behind the scenes. I wanted to sign her at the ti, but she refused without hesitation. Don’t be fooled by her youth—she’s absolutely extraordinary. Look at what’s happened now. Qiao Wan’s fans have been calling her nas like ’copycat’ and ’poser.’ But anyone who’s t her in person wouldn’t dare say such things. Nana got too cocky, and you indulged her. This ordeal might actually teach her a lesson—so people should never be trifled with."
Lin Yan carefully scrutinized the image of the girl. Her eyes were astoundingly beautiful—deep, dark, and brimming with a subtle smile, both gentle and cool.
Their gaze seed to pierce through the screen, reaching straight into one’s soul.
For a brief mont, Lin Yan felt her scalp tingle.
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