Police obtained a search warrant and searched Xiang Zhiyi's residence.

The Best New Actress award, which Xiang Zhiyi considered a milestone in her acting career, became the most powerful evidence to condemn her.

Police investigation confirmed that the injuries on Ke Ying's head matched the trophy.

Faced with overwhelming evidence, Xiang Zhiyi turned ashen-faced and remained silent during police interrogation.

The interrogating police officer was getting angry: "Don't think this is a TV drama. We have evidence even if you don't talk."

Xiang Zhiyi no longer possessed the charisma of her former top female star. Her hair was disheveled, she pouted, her eyes were sinister, and she slightly raised her eyes, revealing a large expanse of white beneath them. Her tone was calm: "I want to see a lawyer."

Hiring a lawyer is the right of the person concerned, and no one has the right to prevent it.

Li Jianshan was going crazy watching Xiang Zhiyi being taken away by the police.

He immediately called his legal team, saying, "I don't care what methods you use, you must win this case."

After everyone left, Li Jianshan covered his face with his hand, his heart aching unbearably.

Zhizhi, his Zhizhi, how could he stay in such a filthy place as the detention center?

The Li family is a prominent and influential family. It was one thing for Xiang Zhiyi to be a well-regarded actress in the industry before, but now that she's imprisoned, getting involved with her again would be a disgrace to the family.

Old Master Li slammed his cane on the ground, making a loud thud: "No matter what, bring that unfilial son back to me!"

The Li family has lived a clean life; how could they be ruined by him!

Li Jianshan was taken home by his elders. He refused to admit his mistakes and had an expression that said, "I would die for love." He said, "Zhiyi is the love of my life. I will marry no one but her. If you really don't save her, Grandpa, I will never marry and let the Li family be ruined in my generation!"

Li Jianshan's parents died early, leaving him as their only son.

From a young age, Grandpa Li took meticulous care of her, acting as both father and mother, worrying himself sick and overwhelmed with concern.

Li Jianshan's tone was extremely resolute, which nearly gave Old Master Li a heart attack. His subordinates quickly offered him a nitroglycerin pill.

"Are you trying to drive me crazy?! She's a murderer!"

"What kind of bewitching potion did that woman give you?!"

Li Jianshan was no longer the dashing and domineering CEO; at this moment, he was just an ordinary, heartbroken man whose beloved had suffered a tragedy. Hearing his grandfather's words, he said with a broken heart, "The official conclusion has not yet been reached. Grandpa, how could you say such things about her?"

"This must all be a misunderstanding, and Ke Ying's death was just an accident."

Grandpa Li was dumbfounded. When did his elite grandson become so stupid?

Without evidence, how could the police so brazenly invite Xiang Zhiyi to the station for tea?

"Grandpa, I beg you to save her. I can't lose Zhiyi." For Xiang Zhiyi's sake, Li Jianshan knelt heavily on the ground with a "thud".

"Guards!" Old Master Li was so angry he was panting. He closed his eyes, refusing to look at this wretched thing anymore. "Lock him in his room and watch him. Don't let him step out of the door even once!"

"Grandpa!" Li Jianshan was still struggling when he was pulled back by the strong men under the old master. "Young Master, let's go upstairs."

What a misfortune for our family! What a misfortune for our family!

Although Li Jianshan is currently away, Old Master Li is still the head of the Li family.

The legal team naturally switched sides; they were just employees, so of course they listened to the person who paid them.

It's not that they don't want to go, it's that Old Master Li won't allow it.

The investigating police officer told Xiang Zhiyi, "I'm sorry, the Li family's lawyers have refused. We will find a lawyer from the legal aid office for you."

"Then go to my company and find my agent!" Xiang Zhiyi shouted hoarsely.

"Unfortunately, they refused as well." The police officer remained unmoved, his expression unchanged.

Xiang Zhiyi slumped down in the chair, her teeth clenched tightly.

Just then, someone came in and whispered something in the ear of the investigating detective. The detective said to Xiang Zhiyi, "There is someone who wants to see you."

"Who?" Xiang Zhiyi lifted her eyelids.

"Jiang Si".

Xiang Zhiyi's face immediately turned ashen, "Fine, I want to see her too."

Jiang Si walked in, smiling, and said, "It's been a long time, how have you been?"

Xiang Zhiyi just stared at her coldly without saying a word.

"Are you regretting it now? Well, you should have used the same methods you used on Ke Ying on me. Otherwise, you would still be that top female celebrity adored by millions of fans. Why did things have to come to this?"

"What a pity, what a pity." Jiang Si shook her head, saying it was a pity, but there was no trace of regret in her tone.

Xiang Zhiyi was not provoked by her and sneered: "If you want to see me make a fool of myself, then don't bother."

Jiang Si's smile faded. She glanced at the surveillance footage, waved her hand lightly, and the footage was rendered false. Her tone immediately became indifferent.

"You're like a rat in the street now, I don't have time to watch you make a fool of yourself."

Jiang Si approached Xiang Zhiyi, gently stroked her still thick hair, and said with an ambiguous expression: "Does it feel good to use other people's luck to benefit yourself without lifting a finger?"

Xiang Zhiyi became wary: "What are you talking about?"

"I bet you're wondering how that old Taoist priest will help you this time? Will he help you steal someone else's luck, or maybe he'll switch the dragon with the phoenix?"

“It’s a pity,” Jiang Si sighed. She suddenly grabbed Xiang Zhiyi by the neck, leaned close to her ear, and said almost gently, “You won’t live to see that day.”

The moment Jiang Si grabbed her neck, Xiang Zhiyi felt something surge out of her body, as if life was slipping away. She felt a chill run through her body from the inside out, and she managed to ask with difficulty, "What did you do?"

Jiang Si looked down at her coldly, tightening her grip, her voice as cold as ice: "You have to return what you've taken. Jiang Si's luck has been on you long enough, and Ke Ying's luck has been on you long enough too."

"You should pay it back."

Xiang Zhiyi could not utter a sound and could only helplessly watch her life force slip away.

She felt like a long time had passed, but it was probably only about ten seconds before Jiang Si let go of her hand.

She clapped her hands, as if brushing off something dirty.

"I've left you a little out of kindness; consider it a generous gift for that old Taoist priest."

The little bit that remained was tainted by Jiang Si's magic.

As long as that old Taoist dares to come and take it, the luck that has been tainted by her magic will follow him for life, and she will find him no matter where he flees to.

She was certain that the old Taoist priest would come.

How could doing so much for Xiang Zhiyi be just a matter of kindness?

It's just using Xiang Zhiyi as a vessel to collect the love of countless fans and viewers.

These countless good thoughts, like countless incense sticks, can help people cultivate themselves and travel thousands of miles a day.

Unfortunately, water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it; Xiang Zhiyi's fate has already been altered.

She is now facing endless malice, which pours over her like sewage, clinging to her like maggots, and is impossible to get rid of.