Chapter 100: The Endless Tug-of-War

After saying so much, Su Chengzi had only one central point: she should shut up obediently.

To be honest, Li Wanbai was somewhat unwilling, but in the end there was nothing she could do. This situation was, after all, the best one for her.

The storm of public opinion had not dragged in Li Wanbai, nor had it implicated Su Chengzi.

The public’s attention had gathered on Ye Xiruo. No matter what kind of public relations she attempted, people’s first impression of her would never be favorable.

Yet...

Su Han was not surprised by such questions. Over the years, many people had asked him this same question in veiled ways.

It was the first time Lin Cha had learned that there were so many kinds of fish, and that some fish looked almost identical yet had completely different names.

This was, in truth, dangerous. Wei Xiao was the root from which all love would eventually arise, her faith, her support.

In the private room, Qi Fenglin and Xi Mingling had already arrived, but the one who should have been the center of it all, Zhong Sixian, had not shown up yet.

Indeed, just as they had expected, a pair of thick black-rimmed glasses looked clumsy and ugly. Coupled with her bangs, they obscured most of her face. One could only see that the lower half of her face was fair and delicate, while her shoulder-length hair had not been styled at all and was simply tied back, with no ornament at her head.

Though he wondered how he could book an appointment at Ande Hospital with nothing more than a phone call, one thing was certain: his background was not ordinary.

In June, the sunlight was perfect, the blazing light shining upon their youthful faces. Wearing graduation gowns and holding a bouquet of sunflowers, Chi Zao was innocent and sweet, while across from her, Wei Xiao stood tall and handsome in a black suit with a bow tie.

Liu Mu knew that Wei Xiao had not found his rhythm at all, and staying on set would do no good. So he waved them to the side to talk, while he himself went on filming the other supporting roles.

Xu Wuyou nodded and said with a very calm expression, showing not the slightest trace of joy. Why was that?

But Wei Xiao had always been the sort of man who wore all kinds of T-shirts in summer, and sweatshirts and coats in autumn. He did not often wear shirts, finding the buttons too troublesome to deal with. When he did wear one, it was usually for formal occasions.

Accompanied by several bursts of firelight, Lin Yi’s mind steadied a little. He took a step forward and continued inside.

Mo Jingyuan’s words were indeed a genuine expression of gratitude, but after hearing what he had said earlier, anyone else could not help sensing a thread of mockery in them.

Now that Camilla had seen through it in a single glance, could it be that the God of Time truly could glimpse fragments of the future and see through all of this?

This roar carried an aura of power no weaker than that of the White Heavenly Emperor and the Nine Dao Immortal Venerable, and perhaps even stronger.

After the eighth round of competition, the mentors would select two of the remaining contestants to advance into the top ten.

“Grandpa, I’m only sixteen,” Zhang Yuan reminded him. In his previous life, he had ultimately grown to six feet one, which was considered an average height in the Earth Federation.

On the way back after going out to replace his SIM card, Li Yuanshan’s car was sent flying by a large truck. Fortunately, his private car was built very well, with proper safety measures, so he did not die on the spot.

Chi Jiali had already harbored hatred for Yan Ruyi in his heart. On top of that, after Lin Fengquan carried out a sweeping personnel reshuffle and did not move Chi Jiali at all, it was only when Chi Jiahui, Chi Jiali’s cousin, stepped forward that he managed to make up for himself by taking the unfortunate post of executive vice mayor. One could easily imagine how deeply Chi Jiali must have hated Lin Fengquan.

“So what? You killed my master. I will make you pay with blood for blood,” Lin Yi said.

Among the entire marketing department, the one she disliked most was Du Ruo. Relying on a bit of performance and some seniority, Du Ruo simply did not take her, the team leader, seriously at all. Now that Qiao Anming had personally ordered her to be fired, it was unbearably satisfying.

The sound of his heartbeat grew faster and faster, like a sudden midsummer downpour, or like the drumming of troops setting out for battle.

Struggling to his feet, Chu Bin, his face swollen high, was equally furious, his eyes nearly spitting fire.