Jin Yining watched Shang Ning leave, his expression growing more somber.

It's been almost ten days since her bank card was emptied, and she seems to be doing just fine. There must be someone behind her.

The preliminary round did not require judges, and there were already many people there when Shang Ning arrived in the afternoon.

Two to three hundred people signed up, but only twenty made it to the semi-finals.

"It's her. She's been clinging to Jin Yining. When she heard that Jin Yining was coming as a guest, she actually came to sign up for the competition. Doesn't she even know her own limitations?"

Didn't you admit to having a mental illness not long ago?

As soon as Shang Ning entered, a group of reporters with microphones surrounded her. It was the first time Shang Ning had experienced something like this, so she couldn't help but take a step back, but the microphones kept being shoved in her face.

Shang Ning was wearing a mask and had no idea how these people recognized her.

But no matter what, these microphones are making people very uncomfortable.

"What is Mrs. Jin's purpose in participating in this competition?"

"Is it true that Mrs. Jin said she was ill? If she is ill, why did she participate in the competition?"

"Mrs. Jin previously said that she used extreme measures to force Mr. Jin Yining to marry you, and now she's participating in a program that Mr. Jin Yining is involved in. Haven't you given up yet?"

One question after another came at her, and people gathered around her like spectators watching a show, but the microphone was poking at her and making her uncomfortable.

Shang Ning frowned, his ears ringing with a chaotic noise, unable to hear clearly.

"Mrs. Jin dropped out of university but came to participate in this kind of academic competition. Aren't you afraid of losing face?"

"Regarding the frequent false accusations against Mr. Qin Wei, doesn't Mrs. Jin think she should apologize? Or does Mrs. Jin think that mental illness is her shield, allowing her to hurt others at will?"

"What won't someone with a thick skin do? What's so shameful about that?" someone nearby suddenly said. "Even mentally ill people can kill without being punished, so what's wrong with being a jerk?"

"Mrs. Jin keeps saying she wants to give Mr. Jin Yining his freedom back, but now she's come all the way here. Is Mrs. Jin really saying one thing and doing another, and then using her mental illness as an excuse in the end?"

Shang Ning looked up at the reporter who had asked the question. She didn't know which entertainment company the reporter belonged to, but the reporter's sharp tongue was annoying.

Shang Ning glanced at the microphone in her hand and saw the media name on it. "First of all, my presence here has nothing to do with Mr. Jin Yining. If you're so eager to know my gossip, haven't you seen my previous Weibo posts? I signed up before Mr. Jin Yining's official announcement, or do you think Mr. Jin Yining and I are so close that he would tell me his upcoming schedule at any time?"

Shang Ning spoke in a deep voice, his expression sharp. The reporter was indeed intimidated by the sharpness in Shang Ning's eyes and for a moment, he didn't dare to refute him.

"Secondly, I don't believe you can recognize me as the person wearing a mask today based on a photo that's so heavily photoshopped that even my own mother wouldn't recognize me. I don't care where you found out I was coming." Shang Ning said, turning her head slightly and looking at the staff member who had just spoken.

The staff member, who had been watching the show, subconsciously swallowed hard after seeing that one glance.

After looking at that person, Shang Ning turned around and glanced at the reporters who were now whispering and dared not point their microphones at her anymore.

“I’m not a celebrity, and I have no obligation to disclose my whereabouts to the public or my fans. Anyone who sells my information is breaking the law,” Shang Ning said, stepping forward. “I also have no obligation to cooperate with you to achieve your performance targets or KPIs.”

The staff watching the scene finally came to their senses and hurriedly asked the security guards to escort the reporter out. They didn't want to make a big fuss about this, since they were the ones who wanted to use Shangning to attract customers in the first place, and now that it had been brought up in public, it was a slap in their face.

However, this Mrs. Jin seems to be quite different from the one in the legends.