Jun Shiyan and Ling Sheng listened to Huo Ci and got in the car obediently, waiting at the door.
Ling Sheng, who was still looking eagerly in the direction of the police station, frowned worriedly. “Third Master, what do you think my father wants?”
“Your father will be fine.” Jun Shiyan let out a low laugh.
“I know he’ll be fine. I’m afraid he’ll be too ruthless and kill someone. Then, I’ll become a murderer’s daughter.” Ling Sheng frowned, 100% sure that her father was beating someone up.
She vaguely seemed to hear a scream.
Jun Shiyan looked at the young lady and asked in a low voice, “Why didn’t you want to clarify this on Weibo?”
The fact that she had beaten someone up had already caused a commotion on various websites. Many people who followed her had started scolding her regardless of the cause and outcome.
The more she did not say anything, the more the keyboard warriors felt that she was guilty and that she didn’t dare make a statement. Their cursing worsened.
“I’m waiting for someone.” Ling Sheng’s eyes turned cold. The first thing she did was call Sister Mei and tell her not to engage in public relations and let the situation develop.
She was not sure if Song Yiyan would stand up for her, but this incident had started because of her. She had gone to save her.
If she had not appeared, Bunny might have gotten drunk and violated.
If Bunny did not step forward to make a statement, even if she had transmigrated into the book with her and was somehow tied to the truth and answers she desired, she would definitely not make contact with her again.
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The Song Family’s villa was located on the capital’s expensive Jincheng Street. Song Yiyan’s family lived there when they were in the capital.
When Song Yiyan saw the comments on Weibo, tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. She felt guilty and uncomfortable, and her eyes were swollen from crying.
Mrs. Song snatched her phone and said sternly, “Yanyan, it’s time for you to sleep. Don’t meddle in this anymore or pay attention to it. I’m confiscating your phone, so rest properly. Your father and I will not pursue today’s matter anymore.”
Song Yiyan sobbed. “But Mother, she was photographed and scolded because she wanted to save me. I want to clear her name. Give me your phone.”
“Don’t worry about her. I’ll take good care of it. I won’t let her suffer. I’ll give her the compensation she wants.” Mr. Song’s face was fierce.
How could she clarify this?
If Yanyan posted on Weibo, everyone in China would know that she had been molested at a dinner party. How would she develop in the future? What about the Song Family’s dignity?
Also, if the man her father had arranged for Yanyan to marry found out about this matter, the marriage would probably be ruined.
From that day onward, she would cut off all contact with the outside world and stay at home to reflect. Now that she had grown up, she had turned defiant and she had a temper and her own opinions. She’d actually had the guts to meet the director without them knowing.
As for Ling Sheng, wasn’t she a member of Huo Ci’s Studio? Couldn’t he talk to Huo Ci personally? Huo Ci had to give the Song Family face.
Besides, that young girl called Ling Sheng was not easy to deal with. She had probably helped Yan Yan because she knew her identity.
The last time Xin Xin had come, she had accidentally revealed that when she had participated in the variety show, the young girl called Ling Sheng had asked Yanyan for her WeChat account.
“Father.” Song Yiyan cried miserably and tugged at his arm. “Father, I only have one thing to say. Please give me the phone, alright?”
