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Chapter 503 The Scoundrel Everyone Wants to Kill

"I'm getting off now, that's all for now."

Han Xi smiled at the camera, his eyes holding a thousand words, but in the end, they all boiled down to one sentence: "Take care of yourself."

The video call ended, the screen went dark, revealing Fang Li's stunned face.

She looked down at the test results in her hand, and then remembered the "good news" Han Xi had mentioned. A faint smile slowly crept onto her lips.

she thinks.

When he returns, she has good news to tell him.

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Haicheng Police Station.

The iron bars of the detention center shone with a dim light. Song Yuchen huddled on the cold bench, having not slept a wink all night.

The smell of mold and disinfectant stung his nose, but instead of regret, his mind was filled with resentment and bitterness!

why?

Why does Xu Fangli have the right to just give up like that?

She loved him so much; she belonged to him. How did she end up in someone else's hands?!

Song Yuchen's mind was in turmoil.

It was like a tangled mess, or like a wild beast running around aimlessly.

At this moment, he couldn't even remember how he impulsively pushed the media that surrounded him. He only remembered that when the flashbulbs went off, he was like a trapped beast with no choice but to roar.

"Song Yuchen, come out."

The iron gate lock clicked, and Song Yuchen looked up and slowly stood up.

His clothes were wrinkled and covered in dust, and his hair was messy and stuck to his forehead.

The police took him to sign documents and complete the formalities, and gave him a lot of warnings and education before finally removing the handcuffs from his wrists and sending him out of the police station.

The sunlight outside the police station was a bit dazzling. The moment Song Yuchen came out, he subconsciously squinted. Only after his eyes adjusted to the light did he see Qu Fan and Sheng Qianrui standing not far away.

Qu Fan was wearing a well-pressed suit, with heavy dark circles under his eyes, and was carrying a paper bag in his hand.

Upon seeing him come out, she immediately went to greet him: "Yu Chen, how are you? Are you alright?"

Seeing his silent demeanor, Qu Fan sighed and said, "President Sheng and I took the earliest flight overnight to get you bail. As for the rest... let's go back and talk about it later."

Sheng Qianrui stood a few steps away, dressed in a neatly tailored black suit. Her face was expressionless, but when her gaze swept over Song Yuchen's disheveled appearance, her brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

"Have all the formalities been completed?"

Her tone was flat, revealing no emotion. "Qu Fan has already settled the compensation with the media and the injured fans, but the online issues can't be suppressed. You know your current situation."

Song Yuchen twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a mocking smile, his voice hoarse like sandpaper rubbing: "If you can't suppress it, then don't suppress it. Anyway, isn't my current state just what some people want?"

"Yu Chen, please don't do this!"

Song Yuchen abruptly shook off Qu Fan's hand, threw the paper bag he was handed to on the ground, and sneered, "What do you mean by 'don't do this'? Tell me what I should be like now?!"

Qu Fan opened his mouth but didn't say anything.

Song Yuchen sneered with a dejected expression, "What else can I do now? Who are you trying to impress with these things? Do you really think I, Song Yuchen, have become a despicable beggar that everyone wants to beat? Let me tell you! I, Song Yuchen, haven't fallen so low that I need to rely on others for charity!"

Qu Fan picked up the paper bag, which contained a change of clean clothes and a bottle of warm water.

He sighed, his tone tinged with helplessness: "Things will always take a turn for the better. What's the point of taking your anger out on me and President Sheng like this?"

Before Song Yuchen could say anything, Sheng Qianrui suddenly spoke up, "Qu Fan, go drive. I want to say a few words to him."

Qu Fan paused for a moment, looked at Sheng Qianrui, then at Song Yuchen, and finally nodded and walked towards the parking lot.

Sheng Qianrui immediately took a step closer, her voice extremely low, her eyes like ice: "Song Yuchen, you can be temperamental, but I don't have that much time to waste on you."

Her nails almost dug into his chest. "Xu Fangli and Han Xi, if you don't make any moves, I'll remove your names from the list at next week's resource exchange meeting. Do you think Qu Fan can still protect you then?"

Song Yuchen suddenly looked up, his eyes bloodshot: "Why are you rushing me? How can I do anything in this state?"

"That's your business."

Sheng Qianrui withdrew her hand, straightened her cuffs, and her tone returned to its previous indifference, "I only care about the results. Don't forget that you were the one who volunteered for me in the first place. The reason I'm protecting you this time is to give you a chance. If you can't do something that satisfies me, believe me, I can send you back to that place anytime."

“…” Song Yuchen’s fists, hanging by his sides, clenched so tightly they made a cracking sound.

When Qu Fan drove up, he happened to see Sheng Qianrui turning around. Without thinking much, he pulled Song Yuchen into the back seat of the car.

An awkward silence filled the car. Qu Fan glanced at Song Yuchen several times in the rearview mirror, and finally couldn't help but speak:

“Yu Chen, I know you’re feeling bad, but you can’t just give up like this. You worked so hard when you first debuted, practicing your moves in the dance studio at 3 a.m. Now, we’ll definitely get through this hurdle.”

Song Yuchen leaned against the car window, his profile cold and hard, a nonchalant smile playing on his lips: "The past? How can we forget it? Now everyone online calls me a mad dog, who would dare to hire me?"

He raised his hand and rubbed his temples. "Don't bother trying, Brother Fan. This is how I am."

Qu Fan felt a pang of pity seeing his reckless and self-destructive attitude.

Among so many newcomers in the company back then, he spotted Song Yuchen's talent at first glance and mentored him for three whole years, watching him go from a newcomer to a top star. Just when his career was about to reach new heights, he never expected him to fall so hard.

He didn't say anything more and silently turned the steering wheel to drive towards the hotel he had booked.

Sheng Qianrui got off the bus halfway and left. No one knew where she went. Qu Fan took Song Yuchen to Haihuang International, booked a room for him, sent him back to his room, and said a few words of comfort before leaving in a hurry.

They should be trying to deal with the online discussions about Song Yuchen.

And the capital city at that time.

Looking at the stock price that had been declining for several days, Yu Minghai's face darkened, and he stopped pretending.

The shareholders in the office looked at each other, speechless.

Finally, Yu Minghai, the head of the group, spoke first, beckoning to his secretary standing to the side and saying, "Send out the drafted statement, and also send the lawyer's letter at the same time."

"Yes."

While the entire internet was discussing and condemning Song Yuchen, Yu's Jewelry's official account released two consecutive messages, which definitively brought the matter of Song Yuchen to a head.

Statement Regarding the Termination of the Lifetime Endorsement Partnership with Mr. Song Yuchen for Yu's Jewelry

Lawyer's letter

Yu's Jewelry has filed a lawsuit against Song Yuchen and Yaoxing Media in an official capacity, alleging that Song Yuchen is a disgraced artist and that Yaoxing Media concealed his risks, causing damage to Yu's Jewelry's brand and value.

When Yu Wei learned of these two pieces of news, the number of views on the news had already exceeded 500,000.

She was going to find Yu Minghai, but her mother stopped her when she went out.