Time swiftly passed, bringing us to the next day.

Xu Xiaoyou sat in the office, with Tao Shier appearing contemplative, arms crossed, in the communication screen in front of her.

"I feel like the storm we stirred up isn't as big as expected?" Tao Shier said. "Strange, isn't this sort of thing usually a death sentence for an artist's career?"

Looking at the still trending topic about Tang Xin in the screen, Xu Xiaoyou took a small sip of hot tea, sighed softly, and appeared not particularly surprised.

The topic about Lin Fan and Moon Sugar had sparked some discussion last night, but by this morning, the videos had been completely wiped from the Note Platform, and individual media with any fan base had collectively gone silent, no longer posting anything related.

"All the city radio stations have also uniformly avoided broadcasting any news about Lin Fan. Even the Starlight No. 4 Radio Station is currently advertising Moon Sugar, claiming it's a health product suitable for all ages, that long-term use can boost immunity and resistance, and even help with concentration and focus at work?"

The more Tao Shier spoke, the more bizarre her expression became: "Even opera doesn't absurdly portray artistic expression like this."

"It's not just the city radio stations." Xu Xiaoyou glanced over the virtual screen in front of her, countless messages swiftly scrolling by.

"From three in the morning today, a large number of 'educational videos' about Moon Sugar started pouring into the platform, all from newly registered marketing accounts, spouting random tales of Moon Sugar's origin before listing its so-called benefits."

"The rhetoric is exactly the same as when Moon Sugar was first introduced into Cosmos; capital truly can say anything for profit."

Tao Shier pondered for a moment and then said: "Most of the people behind the city radio stations are members of CAR; making them all stay silent requires influence exceeding even mine, though Rongsen Media's boss has influence not lower than mine as a major investor."

"I called them a few minutes ago, and their unified position is hoping I would not trouble them further, as handling this matter is difficult for them."

"If I insist on going against that boss, they might still lean towards me."

"Straight to the point, no need for pleasantries," Xu Xiaoyou said. "Enough pretending, Miss Tao, you're barely able to suppress the corners of your mouth."

The girl's deep eyes lit up, and her smile was crescent-like.

Tao Shier cleared her throat twice, spreading her hands: "It can be handled, but I would upset many people, and you would owe me a significant favor—not only would you need to repay the favor, but also join our Dawn Society."

Xu Xiaoyou knew, at this moment, the girl's face had the same expression as Everme and Jian Liu, like a cunning little fox, luring people step by step into a trap, then jumping out offering an irresistible temptation to hook her.

"Didn't you say you were helping me under the stance of the Tree of Eternal Life?" Xu Xiaoyou said helplessly.

"Tree of Eternal Life? What's that organization?" Tao Shier pressed a finger to her cheek, looking slowly towards the upper right, then squinted her crescent-like eyes, drawing out a long 'oh~'.

"Are you talking about those old guys I've hypnotized into thinking I'm one of them?" Tao Shier waved a finger with a mysterious expression, "No, no, no, I'm so young and pretty, how could I be in league with those jaded old folks?"

"So what's the reason it has to be me, that many are overtly and covertly hoping I'll join your society?" Xu Xiaoyou asked.

At this, Tao Shier's eyes became deep and tranquil, she elegantly lifted her skirt hem, and after a long while, she smiled slightly: "No idea."

"At this point, Miss Xu, it's impolite not to join our Dawn Society. Besides us, who else can help you now?"

"I'll figure out my own way." Xu Xiaoyou remained expressionless, ready to disconnect the screen communication.

Tao Shier was taken aback for a moment, the view on the screen was pulled back, Xu Xiaoyou watching the girl rushing towards her in a fluster, tripping over the bed.

"I'm very wealthy, Miss Xu, I'm the Queen of Square Q, the queen of wealth. If you are willing to join the Dawn Society, I am ready to provide you with funding."

"Don't hang up—"

The screen communication was disconnected.

Xu Xiaoyou sat in her chair, her hand propping up her forehead. At crucial moments, you can't depend on others, though she never intended to depend on others for this matter to begin with.

[:I said before that every time Little Cauliflower takes the stage, he seems jittery; I thought it was just his personality, turns out he was all hyped up.]

[:Moon Sugar is what all those artists use for inspiration in their creations, it's no big deal. Compared to that, that girl from Stars is obviously worse, right?]

[:Exactly, underground idol, ha-ha, no telling how many people she's been with.]

The coin flipped between her fingers, and she looked at the screen in front of her, her face devoid of any expression of surprise at being plotted against.

If anything, everything was unfolding exactly as she had anticipated.

...

Three in the afternoon, King's District.

On the black and white checkerboard stage, facing the overwhelming accusations from the audience below, the blue-haired girl in a white dress appeared somewhat at a loss.

"I really don't know how she has the nerve to hold a concert."

"Exactly, dressed so innocently, who is she pretending for? As if no one knows about her past."

"It's really unpleasant to watch, let's move on to someone else quickly."

A clenched fist slowly relaxed, just as Tang Xin was about to say something, someone threw a black trash bag onto the stage. Various metal cans and plastic bottles and more junk flew through the air, landing on her with a clatter, and the white dress she wore instantly became dirty, large stains appearing on the pristine fabric.

"Get off the stage!"

"Get off! Get off!"

Like igniting a powder keg, the audience below erupted into fervor, throwing objects onto the stage, including some sharp items, while venting malice towards the girl on stage.

Tang Xin's forearm, blocking herself, was also cut, forcing her to use the Water Technique to protect herself. On stage, she stood as if under everyone's watchful eyes, her gaze faintly trembling.

"It's not like that..."

"I didn't..."

But at this moment, no one would hear her voice, nor would anyone care about what she had to say. People were merely venting their suppressed anger and malice, her already faint voice soon drowned out by the rising waves of sound.

Very soon, staff members came out to escort her off the stage and maintain the order below.

Meanwhile, at a cocktail party.

A blonde girl was waltzing with a noblewoman. As the grand classical tune came to an end, Xu Xiaoyou, in a black and white strapless suit, her pure white gloves adorned with lace, straightened up, placing a hand over her heart. Wisps of hair formed gentle arcs at the corner of her kind eyes. The well-fitting suit accentuated the slender proportions of her body, and her low ponytail of golden hair was both low-key and splendid.

She lowered her head and made an elegant bow, gently lifting the woman's right hand, she symbolically kissed the back of her hand.

"You're so practised, I almost thought you were some dashing young man from a family," the noblewoman said with a lip-pursed smile.

Xu Xiaoyou politely responded: "It's my honor to dance with you, ma'am."