CHAPTER 87: BEGGING FOR LIFE

"If I didn’t trust you, I wouldn’t have allowed the statement, which should’ve been sent last night to be delayed until now. Do you understand?"

Rong Zhenghao’s voice still sounded like the gentle movie king everyone knew, but the authority in his words was impossible to ignore.

The agent stuttered out an "okay," then hung up.

After the call ended, Rong Zhenghao noticed Rong Xingyu staring at him blankly.

He suddenly remembered the speech he had just given...

He coughed once to hide the sudden embarrassment.

"What are you laughing at? Don’t laugh!"

Rong Xingyu looked at Rong Zhenghao’s purposely stern face and shook his head.

Honestly, he used to be a little scared of his second brother. But now...

His second brother really seemed like a paper tiger!

...

Ding Yixin had just come out of the elevator and walked into the underground parking lot.

Suddenly, a figure rushed out from the corner.

Ding Yixin stood still with no expression.

Before the man could even get close, the nearby bodyguard kicked him several meters away.

The man immediately cried out in desperation, "Mr. Ding, Mr. Ding, please spare us!"

The man had originally planned to rush forward and grab Ding Yixin’s leg, but he never even got close enough to try that.

Ding Yixin stood there without moving at all and the man was kicked away by the bodyguard in an instant.

From beginning to end, Ding Yixin didn’t give the man even a single glance.

The man lay on the ground several meters away, twitching like a dying fish.

After a few moments, he struggled to crawl back up again.

This time he became smarter.

He didn’t dare to rush forward anymore.

Instead, he knelt on both knees and slowly moved toward Ding Yixin while crawling.

"Mr. Ding... Mr. Ding, I’m begging you, please spare us!"

The man looked to be a little over thirty years old.

The suit he wore was expensive, but now it was torn and messy.

His unshaven face and bruised swollen features made him look as if he had aged more than ten years overnight.

It was clear he had once lived a good life.

But a person who used to be decent and proud grown man was now kneeling on the ground with tears and snot everywhere, crying without any dignity.

He kept begging for mercy.

When he saw that Ding Yixin still didn’t react at all, his expression turned desperate.

Then he lowered his head and slammed it against the floor repeatedly.

Very soon, blood started to appear on his forehead.

The man clearly didn’t dare to soften his strength.

The dull sound of his forehead hitting the ground echoed through the underground parking lot, sounding truly disturbing.

But Ding Yixin looked as if he were listening to a pleasant little tune.

His fingers even moved slightly as if he were tapping along to a rhythm.

However, when he noticed the blood spreading on the man’s forehead, he finally frowned, showing a small change in expression.

He seemed slightly disgusted, so he lifted his foot, ready to walk away.

Seeing him leave, the man let out a hopeless scream.

"Mr. Ding! It was that reporter, he was the one who dared to secretly take photos of your people! He’s already been dealt with! I really didn’t know anything. Please, please show mercy and spare my life!I beg you!"

When Ding Yixin heard certain words, he raised an eyebrow slightly.

He turned back to look at the man, whose face looked like he had already died inside.

Seeing this, the man’s eyes suddenly lit up with a bit of hope.

He crawled forward like a dog while still begging nonstop.

Looking at him in this state, Ding Yixin seemed amused as if he were watching something interesting.

He finally spoke and said, "The film emperor’s rumored boyfriend?"

The man immediately froze.

His already pale face turned gray and even slightly green.

His lips trembled uncontrollably, but he couldn’t force out even one sentence to defend himself.

Ding Yixin seemed to find even more entertainment in this and continued, "Mu Laosan?"

Mu Laosan... that was the man’s name.

Cold sweat immediately poured down his body.

He shook violently like a leaf in the wind. "Mr. Ding... yes, it’s me..."

"The head of the biggest gossip agency in the entertainment industry... the one who keeps a group of loyal paparazzi... that’s you?"

Mu Laosan instinctively shook his head, but then he remembered something. His whole body seemed to lose all strength and he could only nod.

"Director Mu, you are such a powerful figure who can stir up storms in the entertainment industry, how did you end up kneeling in front of small person like me today?"

Ding Yixin snapped his fingers and suddenly asked the bodyguard beside him, "Oh right, what great achievements does our Director Mu have again? Why can’t I remember for a moment?"

The bodyguard straightened his back and answered respectfully, "Director Mu’s paparazzi once chased and followed a rising young celebrity. The young man’s nanny van sped up to escape and ended up in a serious car accident. The driver died on the spot and the celebrity has been paralyzed ever since."

The gossip agency had once used indecent photos to blackmail a certain actress for a long time.

The actress could no longer endure it, her depression worsened again and again and in the end, she jumped off a building and killed herself.

The marketing accounts under Director Mu’s control took money to attack a certain celebrity, guiding the public to bully that star online for a long time.

After the celebrity attempted suicide and failed, their mental state became unstable.

As these bloody incidents, the things that had once been buried under money and power were dragged back into the light one by one, the last bit of light in the man’s eyes completely disappeared.

He collapsed onto the ground like a pile of rotten mud, thinking to himself that this time he was truly finished.