I was so angry at what Shi Jin did and said that I impulsively splashed her without thinking.

When Fu Yanshen asked me this, I was taken aback.

I subtly pinched my palm with my fingertips, and as I smelled the rich aroma of coffee, I gradually calmed down and calmly accepted the handkerchief he offered.

While wiping the coffee off his hands, he said, "Splashing her was just revenge for last time..."

When she looked up, she met his calm and unwavering gaze, which was unlike his usual look of disappointment or hurt, and there was a deep dark blue under his eyes.

He pursed his lips and smiled faintly, "I was just joking."

"It's about to rain, let's go inside." Fu Yanshen said, then turned and left.

"President Fu, by clarifying the rumors of your marriage with her so publicly, have you found a way out?"

Watching his retreating figure, I asked him curiously, speaking as a company employee.

Fu Yanshen's tall figure stopped. He turned around, glanced down at me, and curled his lips into a smile. "No."

Looking at his nonchalant expression, I felt he was deliberately fooling me.

How could he still laugh when there was no way out?

But he really wasn't lying to me.

The day after his clarification statement was released, the stock price of his company fell again.

It is said that Fu Yanshen's actions not only angered Shi Jin, but also offended Mr. Ouyang.

Ouyang thought Fu Yanshen was ungrateful. Shi Jin had already given him a way out, but instead of accepting it, he blatantly rejected the marriage proposal!

Fu Yanshen offended Ouyang, Asia's richest man, and no business tycoon in China dared to step in to help him at this time.

Coupled with his two-year disappearance, the company's management was lax, morale was low, and now, facing a crisis, executives are leaving one after another, creating a predicament of internal and external troubles and being besieged on all sides.

These things were clearly stated in the news, and I also confirmed them with Song Sinan, Ji Yan, and even my adoptive father, Sheng Minghui.

Fu Yanshen has been missing for days; he must be busy saving the company.

Oriental Entertainment is also in turmoil due to the influence of its parent company. These days, I receive many headhunting calls every day, trying to poach me from various companies.

Because both Mu Ye and Shen Hanxing's management contracts are under my name.

After rehabilitation, Makino's fingers have long since recovered and he can continue to play various musical instruments. After cosmetic surgery, no scars were left.

He and Shen Hanxing are at the height of their popularity, and the commercial value they have created is immeasurable.

Even the internationally renowned record company Song extended an olive branch to me, offering an exorbitant price for Makino's management contract.

Inside the villa, Mu Ye and Song Sinan were discussing the title track of their new album in the attic. The two were in perfect harmony, immersed in the joy of music creation.

Song Sinan was wearing a white stand-up collar shirt and linen gray trousers, a stark contrast to his usual well-dressed and refined businessman demeanor. He exuded the air of a literary and artistic talent.

His long, slender fingers danced across the black and white piano keys.

Makino is still that sweet and handsome boy, wearing a white shirt and jeans, carrying an electric guitar, playing the high-pitched chorus with a wild and untamed spirit.

They only noticed me after the song ended.

I talked to Muye mainly to tell him about recent events, as he has the right to know, the right to choose, and the right to speak.

Song Sinan originally wanted to leave, but I kept him there.

On the sofa, Muye took a sip of chilled Arctic Ocean soda, put his legs down, and looked at me.

"Sister Qiao, I won't go to any company. We'll start our own business."

He looked very serious, his beautiful almond-shaped eyes fixed on me with unwavering determination.

Starting their own business...

I was stunned.

This is something I planned with him before: once we become famous and have earned enough money, we'll start our own business, like a big star, and even sign other artists.

But right now, at this critical juncture...

I frowned, my mind swirling with various thoughts, my heart conflicted and hesitant.

"Sister Qiao, the dividends from the companies we've invested in are just enough to cash out, and we have enough start-up capital!"

Makino's incredibly excited voice pulled me back to reality.

I took a sip of my soda. "The funds are sufficient, but given the current situation..."

"The current situation presents a perfect opportunity to get rid of Fu Yanshen!"

Makino interrupted me, his excited tone still carrying a hint of resentment.

His words startled me, and my mind went blank for a moment.

It took a while for my thoughts to return to normal.

I understand that Mu Ye still harbors resentment about how he and I were manipulated by Fu Yanshen's power and even almost went to jail.

"Sister Qiao, are you hesitating? Don't you want to get rid of him?" Mu Ye waved his hand in front of my eyes, bringing me back to my senses.

He squatted down in front of me without me noticing, his cartoonish face looking up at me with his eyes fixed on mine, and asked me a question.

"After he came back, how much has happened that you've forgotten?" he asked before I could speak.

"Ono Ga—"

Makino stood up, interrupting me.

"You've just settled into a peaceful life, and he's back to torment you again. Not to mention anything else, just recently, my hand was injured, you were drugged by his white moonlight, and you were almost... He even framed you at the banquet. Isn't all of this because of him?"

"Now that he's besieged on all sides, he can't force us to stay. If we break free from his control and stay far away from him, that Shi Jin guy won't bother you anymore!"

He paced back and forth in the living room as he spoke.

The young man spoke with great conviction and high spirits.

“Muye, I suggest you let Qiaoqiao make the decision herself.” At this moment, Song Sinan spoke with a faint smile.

"What I hesitated about was that starting our own business was too sudden. We weren't prepared at all, and we hadn't even thought about it recently. But let's just consider it a challenge!"

As I said this, I raised the corners of my lips, imagining a blueprint for the future in my mind, feeling a surge of passion.

Hearing me say that, Makino's lips curled up in a wide smile, her eyes filled with laughter, revealing a pair of sweet, chubby eyes.

"Qiaoqiao, starting a company isn't as difficult as you think, especially a talent agency. With Mu Ye and Shen Hanxing as your two trump cards, you can definitely make it a success!"

Song Sinan encouraged me, and after saying that, he smiled and said, "If you don't mind, could you let me invest? Let me be a part-time music director?"

Upon hearing this, I beamed with delight, "Then I have three trump cards? Invincible!"

"The future of the Chinese entertainment industry belongs to President Qiao!" Mu Ye exclaimed excitedly, then proceeded to perform an improvisational electric guitar performance, jumping up and down with excitement.

I gave him a loving, indulgent look.

Mu Ye quickly calmed down and took a sip of soda. "Most importantly, we've finally gotten rid of that guy surnamed Fu. But, Sister Qiao, will that guy keep pestering you?"

His brow furrowed.

“I’ll go talk to him for you. We’ll pay the penalty for breach of contract as promised,” Mu Ye said confidently. “He’s in a precarious situation right now and wouldn’t dare do anything to me. I can even use public opinion to kick him while he’s down.”

"Ono, I'll handle this. You don't need to worry about it," I said sternly, giving him a serious look.