As Qin Feng's statement was published, the topic of Song Xi's boyfriend naturally hit the trending searches.
Everyone wanted to know who Song Xi's boyfriend was.
Song Xi's fans did not believe Qin Feng, thinking he was trying to gain attention, and therefore wanted him to provide proof.
Unexpectedly, he never responded to any further questions.
This move of his truly stunned netizens, but everyone's attention was focused on Song Xi at the moment, so no one intentionally pressed him. However, his actions were indeed irrational, and his agent called him.
Unexpectedly, he was very temperamental, and said casually, "If I don't fight for something for myself now, do I have to pin my hopes on you?"
The agent was stunned: "Qin Feng, what do you mean by that?"
"You know exactly what I mean. Didn't I do what you asked me to do before? But what was the result? What did I get! From now on, you don't need to worry about my affairs!"
After saying this, he directly hung up the phone.
The agent was extremely shocked. Was he crazy to dare speak to him like that? Could it be that he had found some powerful backer?
At this moment, Qin Feng called someone. After the other party answered, his tone was completely different from before, flattering and fawning.
"You saw the trending searches online, didn't you? I told you I wouldn't disappoint you. I'm under immense pressure to leak this information. My agent even called me just now. I've done this much, you promised me the lead role in that TV series before…"
"Don't worry," the woman's voice was cold. "I've already spoken to the director. You can go sign the contract tomorrow."
"That's great, thank you, Miss An!"
In the hospital room, the cold light reflected from the iPad screen outlined the woman's features with unusual sharpness. Her once delicate features now appeared somewhat twisted and terrifying.
Watching the netizens' curses and insults towards Song Xi, Anna's eyes gradually became excited, and she finally let out a sinister laugh. The bandaged wound on her wrist began to ooze blood due to her vigorous movements.
Song Xi, you brought this upon yourself!
…
Lou Yu knew about this matter when the online discussions were already out of control.
Previous programs and magazine shoots that Song Xi had participated in all called Dai Ze to inquire about the situation. Dai Ze did not expect the matter to escalate so much. He had a hunch that someone was fanning the flames from behind, and that this person had great power. Thus, he had to contact Lou Yu.
Lou Yu listened to him while looking at the news online, his face growing darker and darker.
He interrupted in a deep voice, "How is she now?"
"She's resting in the hospital room. Mr. Shao… you arranged for him to come, didn't you?"
Lou Yu did not confirm or deny. He swiped his finger and saw a netizen's comment: [Why hasn't that bitch Song Xi died yet!]
Yao Yifan, who was standing silently nearby, suddenly sensed a drastic drop in temperature. He looked at the man sitting in the leather chair, his heart skipping a beat.
It's over. He hadn't seen the boss with this murderous expression in a long time.
"Take good care of her. I'll find someone to handle this matter."
With Lou Yu's words, Dai Ze felt relieved.
After hanging up the phone, Lou Yu's expression was gloomy, his dark, deep eyes filled with intense ferocity.
"Contact the production team. Apologies and compensation are both non-negotiable! Also, gather all these people who are cursing and sue them one by one!"
Yao Yifan: "Yes!"
"Book a ticket to B City."
"Now?" Yao Yifan glanced at the time, it was almost twelve o'clock.
Looking at the man's terrifying eyes, Yao Yifan fumbled to open his phone: "Book it immediately!"
Lou Yu picked up his jacket and stood up to leave. At the door, he suddenly remembered something, his voice as cold as if it came from hell: "That Qin Feng, since he has so much to say, then there's no need for him to stay in the entertainment industry."
Yao Yifan immediately understood: "Understood."