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Mysterious Assistant of the Washed-Up Queen

Chapter 153 - 132: Won’t Take the Given Face? A Serious Chu Tian_3

Author: No one asked before
updatedAt: 2025-09-20

CHAPTER 153: CHAPTER 132: WON’T TAKE THE GIVEN FACE? A SERIOUS CHU TIAN_3

Seeing Chu Tian ask, she felt like she had found a parent or a backer. Her mouth pouted, and with eyes brimming with tears, she looked at her phone screen. Her fingers tapped away furiously, typing out everything that had happened that afternoon.

"What are you looking at! Come drink! You can’t leave until you finish your drink!"

"Alright, alright, drink. Cheers."

Chu Tian managed Xu Qingqiu while he read the constant stream of messages on his phone. He didn’t interrupt, just quietly watched as Yiyi recounted the day’s events in detail.

After she finished, he had a rough understanding of the situation. After thinking for a moment, he grasped the crux of the matter.

There is no such thing as love without reason, nor hate without reason in this world. Logically, at this time, Baise Entertainment should be avoiding the limelight, especially since Xu Qingqiu’s new album was soaring high, right in the heat of its popularity. But it didn’t seem to be the case at the moment. Could something unexpected have happened?

[I know now, you’ve been wronged. I’ll handle this.]

He replied to Yiyi with a message, then opened a web page and started searching. Since he didn’t know what exactly had happened, his search was like finding a needle in a haystack, but he had his own methods.

His method was straightforward: to understand a company’s upcoming plans or direction, the most effective approach was to keep a close watch. Watch whom? Naturally, the leading figures and mainstays of various companies, whether one or several. Keep an eye on the company’s most valuable individuals, observe their recent actions, and you could guess their next moves with near certainty. And since Xu Qingqiu was a Singer, he could exclude actors and just monitor other Singers, narrowing the scope further.

After surfing the web for half an hour, he had a clear idea about the latest trends.

Without getting into details, according to the information online, at least five Singers were preparing to release new albums within the upcoming month. Moreover, each of these five Singers had enlisted the help of industry heavyweights to craft their new album’s songs. Combining this with Qin Xiao’s overt and covert promotion of his new album during the day, he had practically seen through all the undercurrents. Was this aimed at Xu Qingqiu’s album? Or, green with envy at how profitable her album was, did they want to jump in and take a piece of the pie? Who gave them the delusion that they could succeed just by trying? And this Baise Entertainment... I couldn’t be bothered with them before, as I always felt that my predecessor’s matters didn’t concern me much. I’d crossed over into a mess and reaped no benefits. Frankly, the harm done to my predecessor wasn’t very relevant to me. Even the damage to my voice was gradually healing. As for my parents’ death, I barely felt any regret; how could I feel connected to parents I had never even met? And it’s not like I was about to avenge someone else. What for? Isn’t it better to live a peaceful life? That was why I’d always kept my distance; from the very beginning, I felt a disconnect from this world. The people and events around me seemed alien, as if I were just an observer traversing the world, never truly immersing myself. But this time, it was different. I could feel Xu Qingqiu’s pain; I could sense the injustice in Yiyi’s words. I don’t know when, but I’d come to consider Xu Qingqiu and Yiyi my family in this world. I even realized that, at some point, I’d begun to care a little for Xu Qingqiu. Messing with others? I couldn’t be bothered. But messing with my friends, with the people close to me? That was unacceptable! This Baise Entertainment... I hadn’t even considered you significant, yet you insist on parading yourselves around. Aren’t you just asking for a beating?

Without showing any emotion, he put away his phone. Looking at Xu Qingqiu downing glass after glass, a flicker of heartache, then anger, crossed his face.

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