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A muffled thud.

Liu Qingning’s body suddenly staggered, one hand heavily supporting herself on the solid mahogany dining table, while the other tightly held her head.

The migraine that had disappeared for a month surged back again.

”Qingning!”

Su Yu’s expression instantly turned into alarm and panic.

She quickly stepped forward and supported Liu Qingning’s tottering body, her voice filled with great fear: ”What’s wrong?!”

She could clearly feel Liu Qingning’s body softly trembling, a fine layer of cold sweat emerging on her forehead, her face frighteningly pale.

She came here impulsively because Tang Song is going to meet Jin Meixiao next month.

If... if something happened to Liu Qingning because of her provocation and incitement.

It would be all over!

”I’ll call an ambulance right now! Wait for me!”

Su Yu hurriedly took out her phone from her bag, but her arm was firmly gripped by an icy hand.

Liu Qingning looked at her, in those pain-stressed eyes, burning an unprecedented, stubborn flame.

She spoke with difficulty, each word squeezed out like from between her teeth:

”I’m... I’m okay... it’s just the migraine, an old issue, I’ll be fine soon. What, what exactly did you mean just now? Chairman Jin? She... how could she?”

In her well-constructed, arduous worldview—

She and Tang Song had a deep relationship spanning more than ten years, unmatched by anyone.

Later, a charming Wen Ruan suddenly appeared, after struggling, she forced herself to try and accept it.

Then, she unexpectedly discovered Su Yu’s existence.

She regarded her as the strongest ultimate rival in her long run for love, though fearful and timid, she secretly gathered courage, preparing to face bravely.

But now, Su Yu tells her the real ”big demon king” is someone else.

Who is Jin Meixiao?

She knew in college.

The 2018 Entrepreneur of the Year, a representative of young business leaders, cover of Time magazine, investment empire spanning the globe, the omnipresent ”Smile”...

Of course, the reason she was scared stiff by Su Yu’s words was also because.

She already knew that Tang Song and Jin Meixiao were acquainted.

Behind Qingning Technology and Tangzong Entertainment, there’s the shadow of Smile Holding.

After graduating from college, the first company Tang Song entered was Meigou Technology, and at the time the Chairman of Meigou was Jin Meixiao.

And that ambiguous Qin Yingxue...

She had already suspected there were secrets she hadn’t uncovered buried behind all this.

But she thought it involved cutting-edge technological innovation at most, or more in-depth capital cooperation.

She never dared think Tang Song and Jin Meixiao would be acquainted in another kind of relationship.

Su Yu reached out to massage her temple, her voice full of concern: ”Let’s go to the hospital first, once you feel better, we can talk about this topic, okay?”

She couldn’t bear the guilt of ”persecuting” Tang Song’s first love, nor dare take any more risks.

”No! I need to know now!” Liu Qingning’s voice suddenly elevated, tinged with a hint of hysterical stubbornness, ”Tell me! I must know!”

”This...” Su Yu looked into her nearly burning eyes, bit her lip and said: ”Tang Song has known Jin Meixiao since 2016, they collaborated to create Smile Holding... My impulsive mistakes towards you were fundamentally because of Jin Meixiao. She’s been threatening me all along, not letting me get close to Tang Song...”

Subsequently, Su Yu began her small narration.

From her perspective, Jin Meixiao is the absolute ruthless big demon king.

Because of Tang Song’s previous close relationship with her, Jin Meixiao targeted her in many ways, repeatedly pressing her down and ”persecuting” her.

From forcibly progressing Tangzong Entertainment’s capital restructuring and IPO process, making her lose partial control over the company; to arranging near-crazy, intensive global tour concerts, exhausting her energy; to signing a series of time-consuming and labor-intensive commercial endorsements she didn’t want under Tang Song’s name...

Liu Qingning listened in a daze, lips tightly pursed, speechless.

She seemed to forget about the migraine entirely.

Until Su Yu finally stopped talking, the private room sank into a dead silence.

She then dimly asked like in a dream: ”Do you... have any evidence?”

Su Yu hesitated for a moment, seemingly anticipating her question. She took out her phone, unlocked the screen, opened a photo already prepared, and gently placed it in front of Liu Qingning.

Liu Qingning slowly lowered her head.

The photo’s background is an extremely private, sumptuously decorated office.

Tang Song seated behind the wide desk, holding a pen, elegant and relaxed stance.

The famous Chairman Jin, dressed in her distinctive professional attire, quietly standing at his side, softly and intently gazing at him.

She stared blankly at Tang Song in the photo.

That should be his college sophomore look, still holding a few youthful vigor on his face, the most familiar appearance to her.

But his gaze...

Those eyes always filled with sunshine and smiles were especially sharp, profound, even carrying a slight unfamiliar, superior indifference.

As if he was the true master of that room.

Seeing Liu Qingning’s eyes turn hollow and defocused from the massive shock, Su Yu’s heart tightened suddenly.