"Damn it! Damn it!" Yu Linwan was so angry that she wanted to smash her office again.
How could this happen!
Everything was arranged, so why did Yu Yinyin manage to turn the tables at this moment, and even drag her and Wanyuan Entertainment down with her.
Damn Yu Yinyin!
Damn Xia Qingtian!
Why couldn't they just die obediently according to the script she had arranged!
Why!
These bitches! Go to hell!
At the same time, Mo Jianing also started to lose her temper as the situation spiraled out of control. Her assistant and staff dared not say a word, only watching Mo Jianing smash and destroy things.
Mo Jianing trembled with rage. How dare that bitch Yu Yinyin not die obediently!
How great it would be if she had just died like that!
Meddlesome Xia Qingtian!
Why is she so wretched!
How dare Yu Yinyin bring up the issue of her vocal double again!
This bitch!
Bitch!
In her panic, Mo Jianing immediately instructed her team to monitor public opinion online. As long as anyone mentioned the vocal double issue, they were to suppress it immediately, at any cost.
She absolutely could not let anyone know about the stupid things she had done.
But when the matter truly erupted, it gave Mo Jianing's team no chance to suppress it.
Before the live broadcast ended, the entire process of Mo Jianing and Wanyuan Entertainment suppressing and bullying Yu Yinyin was compiled by Nemo and posted online.
Also released were the surveillance videos from the virtual machine recording and Yu Linwan's chat records with internet trolls.
As these files were all sent out, Nemo's entire body trembled. He truly wished he could stab those who had harmed his sister to death.
Equally grim-faced and trembling were the wealthy Chinese couple surnamed Yu in Finland.
They had always thought their daughter was too happy to be with her biological parents after returning to China, which was why she was unwilling to come back to them.
But in reality, without their knowledge, their daughter had suffered so much.
Their daughter, who would cry over a torn page, had her face disfigured by fire, was so severely injured, and lived like a monster after losing her memory...
It hurt, as if the fire had also burned them.
"Zixuan..." The woman cried until her eyes were red and swollen, her fingertips tracing the fire-scarred face on the screen.
"Susan! Change the tickets. Make them for the soonest available flight." The man, holding his phone, his usually calm face betraying his emotions, his voice even trembling, "I'm going to pick up my daughter and bring her home!"
The couple immediately began packing, preparing to depart.
Just then, a servant reported that a guest had arrived.
The man had no mood for visitors at this moment. Seeing the person who had arrived, he said, "Tarik, I'm going to pick up my daughter and bring her home. You don't need to come over for the time being."
Upon hearing the man's words, Tarik paused, then immediately revealed a gentle smile and said, "Okay, Uncle Yu. If there's anything you need..."
"No need," Uncle Yu immediately interrupted Tarik and asked him to leave.
Tarik maintained his gentlemanly demeanor and was driven out of the Yu residence, completely bewildered.
After getting into the car, Tarik immediately took out his phone to check the situation in China. He had been busy with the laboratory and the organization's affairs recently and hadn't had time to pay attention to domestic matters. Seeing the overwhelming news, Tarik felt a pang in his chest, his eyes widening in anger.
Yu Linwan, you useless piece of trash! I explicitly told her to take good care of Yu Yinyin! Is this how she took care of her?
This is pushing her straight to her death!
Damn idiot!
Tarik ordered someone to investigate Yu Linwan while calling her.
Yu Linwan received the call from the young master himself, but felt no joy or excitement.
Not only had she messed up Yu Yinyin's matter, but she had also failed to manage the company well. She couldn't even estimate the loss this time.
However, she dared not not answer this call.
Finally mentally prepared, Yu Linwan answered the phone and held it to her ear: "Young Master!"
"Useless!" Tarik scolded, "You can't even do this small task properly!"
"N-no!" Yu Linwan's mind went blank and she immediately said, "Don't listen to Xia Qingtian's one-sided story. She, she is deliberately targeting me!"
"What?" Tarik was stunned. Xia Qingtian?
As soon as he heard Xia Qingtian's name, Tarik immediately thought of Xia Qingyu, and his chest tightened, a complex emotion swirling in his heart.
Hearing Tarik's response, Yu Linwan immediately understood. Perhaps Xia Qingtian hadn't had time to slander her in front of the young master.
Thinking about it this way, Yu Linwan immediately changed her words: "No, it's mainly Mo Jianing. All the decisions to target Yu Yinyin were made by her."
"Mo Jianing?" Tarik frowned, saying the two words, which made Yu Linwan completely dumbfounded: "Who?"
Yu Linwan was dumbfounded. She couldn't believe it: "No, no, didn't you, Young Master, send someone to inform me, saying that I should take more care of her? I, I thought she..."
Hearing Yu Linwan's words, Tarik also remembered. At that time, he saw that Mo Jianing did not get along with the Xia Qingyu sisters, so he wanted to play a trick on the Xia Qingyu sisters.
Who would have thought he would shoot himself in the foot!
Thinking of this, Tarik was furious: "Does it matter if an insignificant person like that lives or dies? Yu Yinyin is the most important, do you understand!"
He had meticulously planned, and as long as he was in Finland, he would visit Uncle Yu's house and pretend to be well-behaved and flattering for so many years... only to have it ruined by such a trifle! m..oΓg
How could Tarik not be angry!
"!" Yu Linwan's face turned ashen, she could hardly believe her ears.
Insignificant?
Mo Jianing was just an insignificant person to the young master, and Yu Yinyin was the most important!
In an instant, Yu Linwan was like a frosted eggplant, completely stunned. A chill spread from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, making her shiver. She helplessly wanted to explain: "Young Master, I, no... Young Master..."
"Don't call me Young Master!" Tarik really didn't know how such an idiot could be in the organization: "You are fired!"
With that, Tarik directly hung up the phone, raised his hand to press his throbbing temples, and felt his ears buzzing.
"Young Master, are you alright?" The driver glanced in the rearview mirror, his tone full of concern. "Do you need to go back and rest? Should we cancel the visit to Mr. Vincent?"
"No," Tarik took a deep breath and said, "Have someone take care of that Yu Linwan. Be clean about it, and don't let Uncle Yu find out about us."