Chapter 128

Because of the video involving Yu Yue and Chu Tianhao, Power Over the World was once again put on hold.

Netizens congratulated Director Luo: “Fourth suspension! This must break a record.”

Director Luo still didn’t feel any joy. “Thank you!”

Although the Weibo officials responded promptly and deleted the video, the technical team had their hands full.

“Boss, I can’t delete it.”

“Same here.”

The department head walked over, operated on the computer a few times, and said, “It’s a hacker.”

There was nothing he could do either. “Try to crack it. If that doesn’t work, deactivate Jiang Qianru’s account.”

However, five minutes later, just as the technical team was about to deactivate the account, the video suddenly became deletable.

The department head: “…”

He couldn’t shake off a feeling of malicious intent.

Those five minutes seemed deliberately left to allow netizens to download the video.

It was such a ruthless move.

Even though the videos were eventually deleted, netizens were unbothered.

“I already downloaded the full version.”

“This is strange. It took the officials several minutes to delete the video. Unbelievable.”

Officials: I wanted to delete it sooner too, but I couldn’t. Blame me?

Sure enough, someone did blame the officials. Leng Yao’s people even called to scold Weibo.

The officials: I’ll let this slide since you’ve been cuckolded.

Meanwhile, Su Hua was having lunch when she heard De’er voice in her head and rolled her eyes.

Lin Yan was the second male lead.

According to the timeline, he wasn’t supposed to appear until June next year.

Now he was showing up six months early.

Sure enough, he was here to rescue the female lead from her misery.

Yu Yue, heavily disguised, wandered aimlessly through the streets of Beijing.

When the video was exposed today, Power Over the World had to halt filming.

She dismissed her manager and assistant, unwilling to return to her cold apartment.

Suddenly, she felt something cool on her face.

She raised her hand and realized—it was snowing.

“The first snow has arrived.”

She stopped walking, instinctively reaching out her hand.

Tiny white snowflakes landed quietly on her palm and melted into water moments later.

Yu Yue tilted her head slightly upward.

Endless snowflakes drifted down from the sky.

She stood by the roadside, frozen in that reaching posture.

“Stop the car.”

Across the street, a black business vehicle came to a halt.

Lin Yan rolled down the window and looked at the girl.

She stood there as mischievous snowflakes covered her hair and clothes.

Her slender hand was still outstretched, and her masked face revealed sorrowful eyes.

Passersby either hurried along or played in the snow, but she stood there, as if she was the only person left in the world.

Her figure looked so frail and delicate.

Lin Yan felt an inexplicable pang of sadness, an urge to pull her into his arms and protect her from such desolation.

Lin Yan frowned.

Where did this sudden feeling come from?

Just as he was about to look closer, she lowered her hand.

A tear slipped from the corner of her eye, and she continued walking forward slowly.

“Find out who that woman is.”

The strange feeling passed quickly, but it was enough to capture Lin Yan’s interest.

The secretary in the passenger seat followed Lin Yan’s gaze, quickly snapped a photo, and sent it off for investigation.

“Drive.”

The black business vehicle resumed its slow motion and soon disappeared into the snowy scenery.

Yu Yue walked outside for half an hour before slowly heading home.

She thought she would face Leng Yao’s wrath, but he wasn’t home.

Yu Yue couldn’t tell if she felt relieved or disappointed.

She made a quick meal, ate it, and then lay down to sleep.

On the other side.

Lin Yan quickly received Yu Yue’s information.

“Leng Yao’s woman? Interesting.”

The secretary nodded.

“It’s said Leng Yao values her greatly. Even after being publicly humiliated, he still keeps her around.”

“Hmm, leave now.”

Lin Yan stared at Yu Yue’s file.

The strange feeling he had in the car resurfaced.

How could an unfamiliar woman evoke such a sensation?

“Investigate everything about Yu Yue—every detail.”

After lunch, Su Hua brought Lu Yunche back to her office, which included a fully equipped lounge with a bed and bathroom.

“Sleep.”

Lu Yunche said nothing.

As usual, he held Su Hua tightly, inhaled her familiar scent, and quickly fell asleep.

But Su Hua couldn’t sleep.

She pulled out her phone to check online developments.

A private message on Weibo caught her attention—Chu Tianhao had created a burner account.

Due to the leaked video, Chu Tianhao was now labeled a homewrecker.

His popularity plummeted, and Xiyao Media had completely abandoned him.

Chu Tianhao acted quickly this time, publicly admitting his mistake on Weibo and promising to change.

But his words implied that Yu Yue had seduced him, written in over a thousand pitiful words.

This earned him sympathy from some fans.

Compared to Chu Tianhao’s “honesty,” Yu Yue’s silence seemed like an admission of guilt.

For a moment, the entire internet turned against Yu Yue, drowning her in criticism.

Even her fans couldn’t defend her because the evidence was undeniable.

An eye for an eye.

The moment Yu Yue targeted Lu Yunche, her fate was sealed.

Chu Tianhao’s fame plummeted from A-list to barely C-list.

Desperate, he thought of Su Hua.

He figured that since Su Hua once had feelings for him, she would surely feel grateful if he offered himself to her.

His message was blunt since it was sent from an alternate account.

If exposed, he could simply deny it.

His message read: “Are you free tonight? Room XX, XX Hotel. Hao.”

Su Hua immediately took a screenshot of the message and the account, posting them on her Weibo.

SpendthriftV: “Someone actually wants to sleep with me! Impossible! I must remain chaste for my boss!”

Along with two attached screenshots.

“Who dares to sleep with our Su Hua!? Who!?”

“Trying to steal Lu Yunche’s girl? Are you tired of living?”

“Netizens, find out who owns this account!”

“Su Hua, one million, sleep with me—yes or no?”

Su Hua noticed a frequent commenter who often jokingly increased the price for her, now raising it to one hundred million.

In a good mood, Su Hua replied: “I treat you as a fan, but you actually want to sleep with me! For the sake of you being my fan, the price of friendship is 10 billion, sleep with me or not.”

“Haha, Su Hua is such a joke.”

“Ten billion?! I’d need ten lifetimes to earn that!”

“Whoa, a billionaire in the comments!”

“Guys, you’d never guess whose account this is.”

“Did you find out?”

“Who is it? Who!?”