Mo Yehan took the initiative to call Mo Feng, which absolutely thrilled Mo Feng.
“Son, I’ll definitely find out who’s behind this scheme, but you have to have a meal with me, alright?”
Just as Mo Yehan was about to refuse, Mo Feng started shouting from the other end.
“You can’t ask for favors without giving something in return. My dear son, don’t be so heartless, or else your father might just go on that Idol Trainee variety show and perform a blood kinship test.”
Mo Yehan never expected his own father to be so shameless. He had no choice but to agree, arranging to meet at a seven-star hotel.
During this period, the Idol Trainee producer wanted to take him to entertain some clients, promising that if he pleased them, first place in the competition would definitely be his, and even offered to clear up all his scandalous rumors. He flatly refused.
This immediately infuriated the producer, who shouted in front of everyone: “Who do you think you are? Having clients interested in you is your good fortune. Don’t be ungrateful when given face. You’d better obediently go entertain the clients, or I’ll blacklist you and make you get out of the entertainment industry.”
After the producer’s outburst, the other trainees who were initially unwilling to attend the dinner all expressed their willingness to participate. Only Mo Yehan firmly maintained he wouldn’t attend.
His manager Jiang Shuai couldn’t help but advise: “It’s just going for a meal, it shouldn’t be a big deal.”
“I’m not going.”
“You’re too principled. It’s hard to survive in this industry like that, especially since you’re entangled in scandals. Though you have become notoriously popular now.”
That day, when Mo Yehan went to the hotel to meet his father, he never expected to run into the producer and other trainees.
Everyone spoke with sarcastic tones: “Weren’t you refusing to accompany anyone? Still ended up coming obediently after all.”
“I’m here to handle my own matters.” Saying this, he headed towards the reserved private room on the second floor.
The producer exclaimed in astonishment: “Damn, just which powerful connection has Mo Yehan managed to latch onto? No wonder he wouldn’t follow my arrangements.”
“These second-floor private rooms require a net worth of at least ten billion to reserve, and some even require hundreds of billions.”
“No wonder Mo Yehan acts so arrogantly – he’s found himself a big sugar daddy.” The other trainees gritted their teeth in jealousy.
“Him having a sugar daddy could be a good thing – he might bring sponsors to the TV station. I’ll make sure to squeeze him dry. You all need to step up tonight – win over those rich ladies in the private room. There’ll be plenty of benefits for you.”
Mo Yehan pushed the door open and entered, seeing a table full of lavish dishes.
The previously imposing Mo Feng immediately put on an ingratiating smile upon seeing him: “My precious son, you’ve finally arrived. Please take the seat of honor.”
Mo Feng coaxed him into sitting down, then turned to his assistant Xiao Li: “What are you standing there for? Greet the young master.”
“Don’t call me that. I’m no young master.” Mo Yehan said coldly.
Mo Feng laughed heartily: “Son, you’re so adorable, still throwing childish tantrums.”
“I didn’t come here to listen to your nonsense. What about the matter I asked you to handle?”
Mo Feng immediately gave a meaningful look, and assistant Xiao Li quickly brought out the documents…
“Look how slow you are! Asking for a beating?” Mo Feng snatched the documents and quickly presented them to Mo Yehan.
Mo Yehan flipped through the documents – it was Mo Qing behind everything, hiring numerous anti-fans to smear him and trying to force him to withdraw from the competition.”Son, don’t worry. I’ve already handled everything for you. All those accounts spreading rumors about you have been suspended, and I’ve also put in a word for you to win first place in that variety show.” Mo Feng quickly added, “If you have any other requests, just tell your dad. I’ll fulfill them all.”
Mo Yehan stared at the folder in his hand and said quietly, “I want to withdraw from Idol Trainee.”
“Of course! What’s so great about this lousy competition anyway? And what’s so good about being a celebrity? It’s much better to come back and be the CEO. As soon as you return, I’ll immediately step down for you.”
“Don’t get ahead of yourself.” Mo Yehan sneered.
“Son, look at all the wealth I’ve accumulated. It weighs on me like a mountain every day, making it hard to breathe. Shouldn’t you help share the burden? Consider it saving your dad’s life.” Mo Feng pleaded.
“I remember you own an entertainment company. I want you to help me launch a Healing variety show.”
Mo Feng didn’t quite understand: “Wait, heal what?”
“Right now, the whole internet is spreading that I have depression. So let’s heal this illness of mine. And I’ve already chosen the person to heal me.” Thinking of this, Mo Yehan curled his lips into a smile.
Mo Feng had never seen his son smile before and was so excited he didn’t know what to do: “Whatever you say, son. I’ll have Xiao Li handle it right away. If you enjoy playing in the entertainment industry, we’ll play in the entertainment industry.”
When the Idol Trainee producer approached Mo Yehan seeking sponsorship for the show, Mo Yehan refused: “I’ve decided to withdraw from the competition.”
The producer mocked him: “Don’t think just because you have a sugar daddy you can act all high and mighty. I’m telling you, sugar daddies aren’t that loyal. Why not use his money to exchange for resources instead? Don’t be so foolish.”
Mo Yehan insisted on leaving. This angered the producer, who hired people to viciously smear him online. But soon, the producer found himself in hot water—he was issued a Ban order and heard rumors that someone had specially created a Livestream program for Mo Yehan, intending to conduct a Livestream Redemption for him.
The producer regretted his actions. What kind of powerful backer had Mo Yehan found to possess such terrifying influence?
Mo Yehan rushed home to share the good news with Tian Xi, only to learn that she had gone to see Mo Qing for his sake.
After discovering that Mo Qing was behind the leaks about Mo Yehan, Tian Xi called him and demanded he delete everything immediately.
In her previous life, she remembered clearly how Mo Yehan’s depression became public knowledge. People subjected him to extreme humiliation, which further triggered his episodes and drove him to madness, worsening his condition. This was ultimately what led to his suicide.
Over the phone, Mo Qing said teasingly, “Tian Xi, it’s hard to explain over the phone. Come see me.” He gave her the address of a bar before hanging up.
When Tian Xi arrived at the bar’s private room, she found it filled with familiar faces. Everyone was drinking, singing, and dancing, all in a dazed state—especially the girls, who were flushed and clinging to the men while acting coy.
The scene disgusted her.
Mo Qing sat alone on a black sofa, his eyes cold. But upon seeing Tian Xi, they suddenly ignited with passion.
Tian Xi was dressed so innocently—a light purple JK uniform, her long hair flowing freely, with straight bangs that made her look sweet and soft.
Even though she knew she was coming to a bar, she dressed so properly, completely different from the provocative girls in the room. She was exactly his type.
“Tian Xi, you’re here.” Mo Qing immediately stood up and reached for her, only to see her step back.Mo Qing’s eyes darkened. “Tian Xi, is this how you treat me? I’ve been more than tolerant with you. Don’t test my patience.”
Tian Xi replied calmly, “Mo Qing, I’m asking you to stop targeting Mo Yehan. Otherwise, I’ll have no choice but to ask my Big Brother to intervene.”
Hearing this, Mo Qing’s buttocks instinctively clenched. The memory of being brutally beaten by Tian Xi’s Big Brother last time still sent shivers down his spine.
“Tian Xi, what does Mo Yehan have that I don’t? Why are you so determined to protect him? We’re perfectly matched in social status, meant for each other.”
Tian Xi found this utterly ridiculous. “Mo Qing, I never liked you before, I don’t like you now, and I never will in the future.”
The thought of how he had tortured and killed her in her previous life made her wish she could kill him with her own hands.
Seeing her resolute attitude, Mo Qing realized that forceful methods wouldn’t work. He would have to try a softer approach.
“Alright, Tian Xi, I admit I was being presumptuous. But we’ve known each other for many years, and I don’t want things to become too awkward between us. How about this – if you just drink this glass of wine, I’ll stop sabotaging Mo Yehan. Deal?”
Tian Xi studied this suddenly reasonable man. She knew he was a demon at heart – how could he possibly give up so easily?
Noticing her hesitation, Mo Qing immediately took out his phone to demonstrate his sincerity. He made a call: “Stop the smear campaign against Mo Yehan. Remove all the purchased trending topics from Weibo too.”
After hanging up, he said, “See? I’ve shown my sincerity. Now what about yours?”
He raised a glass of wine and offered it to her. “Just having a drink with me isn’t too much to ask, is it?”