Chapter 204

The incident involving Jing Yi happened in broad daylight, and the news was impossible to contain. It didn't take long for netizens to find out that the owner of the silver-white car was none other than Song Yuanye.0

[What?! That madman is Song Yuanye?! ]0

[I remember Song Yuanye previously mentioned he would attend the open race. I thought it was all over after his accident.]0Nôv(el)B\\jnn

[!!! Song Yuanye, you really are sick!]0

[Ah!!!! My Jing Yi, you absolutely cannot be harmed!]0

[I heard Jing Yi is still in the ICU...]0

[Where is that bastard Song Yuanye?! Shouldn't he pay with his life?!]0

[He's already been detained. The Jing family just hasn't had time to deal with him yet. But rest assured, given how much the Jing family values Jing Yi, Song Yuanye is definitely not going to get off easy.]0

[So many people witnessed it? The race track's surveillance can be easily retrieved. He deliberately caused harm!]0

[Jing Yi, you absolutely cannot be harmed!]0

Being a disgraced artist and being a suspect are two different things. Before this news broke, some fans of Song Yuanye still stood by him. But now, with this revelation, those fans have all disappeared. They could accept a morally flawed artist, but a suspect crosses a line that cannot be crossed. Such a person is not someone they want to associate with.0

In an instant, many fans began praying for Jing Yi's recovery.0

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"What did you say? Jing Yi got into a car accident?"0

Upon hearing the news, Cheng Shu abruptly stood up. The assistant next to her sighed.0

"Yes, she's still in the ICU. Oh, and the person who hit her was Song Yuanye."0

Cheng Shu hadn't fully processed the first piece of news when she was hit with the revelation that Song Yuanye was the culprit.0

She stood there in a daze as her assistant handed her the trending topics on her phone.0

After a long while, Cheng Shu finally absorbed all the information. She frowned, "Didn't the company say they were going to freeze Song Yuanye? Why did they still let him participate in the racing competition?"0

Cheng Shu had heard about Song Yuanye's participation in the racing competition. It was nothing more than buying his way in with money. She had assumed that since Song Yuanye had been exposed, the company would have no more use for him.0

Why would they still invest money in such a "racer"?0

The assistant cautiously glanced at her, "I heard it was because Song Yuanye and Sister Zhao wanted to take a gamble at this competition."0

Cheng Shu understood what that meant—greed. One couldn't bear to let go of his top-tier status, and the other couldn't bear to lose a cash cow.0

"So, what is the company planning to do?"0

Song Yuanye was from their company, and now their artist had injured the Jing family's daughter. With Song Yuanye already detained, she assumed the Jing family wouldn't let the company off easily either.0

"The company seems to be preparing to throw Sister Zhao under the bus."0

After all, they could just say it was an employee acting on their own initiative. Sacrificing one person would solve most problems.0

Cheng Shu sighed. It was indeed the company's usual practice, but the other party was the Jing family.0

Her emotions were complicated as she scrolled through more news about Jing Yi's condition.0

At that moment, her agent, Brother Chen, walked in. The subtle change in Cheng Shu's expression didn't escape her notice as she discreetly turned off her phone.0

"Brother Chen, what brings you here?"0

Cheng Shu gave the assistant a look, and the assistant nodded, taking the phone and heading out to prepare tea.0

Brother Chen sat on the sofa, crossing his legs in a leisurely manner.0

"Have you heard about the Jing family's daughter?"0

Cheng Shu's eyes flickered as she feigned confusion, "What happened?"0

Brother Chen glanced at her, "Cheng Shu, don't play dumb with me."0

The assistant brought in the tea, sensing the tense atmosphere between the two. She felt a bit nervous.0

Cheng Shu smiled and took the tea from the assistant, pouring it herself for Brother Chen.0

"You know me, Brother Chen. I've been preoccupied with Song Yuanye's situation lately. How would I have time to pay attention to other things?"0

Brother Chen stared at Cheng Shu for a while but didn't say whether he believed her or not.0

"Alright, I don't care if you know or not. Song Yuanye is in trouble, and the company's decision is that both he and his agent, Sister Zhao, are done for."0

Cheng Shu smiled on the surface, "Then I should congratulate Brother Chen. Now no one is standing above you."0

She thought she would be happy, no longer having to ride on Song Yuanye's coattails or worry about being scolded by his fans.0

But for some reason, she felt a bit complicated inside. Maybe it was a sense of schadenfreude. Perhaps one day, she too would be treated like "trash" and disposed of.0

Brother Chen lit a cigarette and, after Cheng Shu had lit it for him, he slowly said, "I didn't come here because of that." Though he was indeed very happy about it.0

"With Song Yuanye gone, your popularity hasn't picked up either." Cheng Shu's heart skipped a beat, unsure of what her agent was about to assign her next.0

The room was filled with the smell of smoke, making her eyes sting, but she still smiled, "Brother Chen, I don't think riding on someone's coattails is suitable for me. How about I take on some roles..."0

Before she could finish, her agent interrupted her impatiently, "Roles? Do you think I have the time to wait for you to become popular? Cheng Shu, don't play these little tricks with me. The company isn't raising you to nurture you!"0

Cheng Shu's smile froze, her lips curling down slightly. Signing a contract felt like signing a "slave contract."0

The assistant in the corner worriedly glanced at Cheng Shu.0

Brother Chen glanced at Cheng Shu and continued, "You were present when Song Yuanye and Jing Yi met, weren't you?"0

Cheng Shu calmly looked at him, "Yes." So, what did he want?0

"Now that the Jing family's daughter is in trouble, this is your chance to become popular. I've arranged a few interviews for you. They're very interested in the details of what happened. Go talk about it."0

Cheng Shu suddenly felt extremely exhausted. Riding on someone's coattails! Riding on someone's coattails! How long would she have to keep doing this?!0

She took a deep breath, "Brother Chen, the Jing family's daughter is still in the ICU!" The girl's life was hanging in the balance, and he was still thinking of exploiting her for profit?0

Brother Chen gave her a strange look, "So what?" They weren't saying anything wrong, just mentioning it. And even if the Jing family wanted to hold someone accountable, they could just throw Cheng Shu under the bus.0

Seeing that Cheng Shu was about to say something more, Brother Chen became impatient. He blew out a smoke ring and stood up.0

"Alright, just do what you're told. Don't act like some saint. You haven't become popular after all this time. Do you really think the company is raising you for free? Oh, and there's a dinner party tonight. Go get ready."0

Brother Chen left, and the assistant quickly walked over to Cheng Shu, worried, "Cheng Shu sister..."0

Cheng Shu was still sitting there, her hands gripping her knees tightly, her teeth clenched.0

"To ​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‍hell with riding on someone's coattails! To hell with these dinner parties! I've had enough!"0

"Xiao Xiao, I'm done with this. Do you want to leave with me?"0

The assistant was momentarily stunned but then nodded firmly.0

"But Sister Cheng Shu, what about the liquidated damages?" It would be easy for her to just leave, but Cheng Shu had signed a contract.0

Cheng Shu let out a cold laugh. The company wanted her to make money for them but also wanted to sacrifice her? Where was such a good deal?0

She wasn't exactly a saint, so she had kept some evidence.0

She was gambling.0

Gambling that the family of the girl who had smiled at her would be willing to pull her out, just by using the small amount of evidence that they could easily obtain with a little effort.0