After calming herself down, Shen Xiujing pushed open the door and entered the studio.

Song Mai and the others were in a bad mood at the moment, and Lin Ran couldn't help but snort coldly the moment she saw him.

"Why are you here?" Song Mai looked at him in surprise.

"I happened to be nearby, and I started heading this way as soon as I got your call." Shen Xiujing said with a guilty expression, "I didn't expect to cause you so much trouble, I'm really sorry."

Song Mai sighed: "Actually, this is an unexpected disaster for you, but I hope you can handle it well."

She didn't want this to happen again and again, after all, she had no relationship with Shen Xiujing and had no obligation to clean up his messes.

Shenxiu nodded: "I know what to do."

Xie Wenwen couldn't contain herself any longer and asked directly, "What's the relationship between the two of you?"

“She has been pursuing me all along,” Shen Xiujing said bluntly.

Several people nodded knowingly, and the studio fell silent.

Shen Xiujing knew he should explain, but he opened his mouth and ultimately didn't say anything.

"It's getting late, if you don't have anything else to do, you should head back quickly." Song Mai said, looking down as she organized the documents.

Shen Xiujing looked at her thoughtfully: "I will definitely give you an explanation for this matter."

After saying that, he turned and left.

This statement left the people present completely bewildered.

"What's wrong with him?" Xie Wenwen asked, puzzled.

She thought the matter would be over, but when Xie Wenwen arrived at the studio the next morning, she was horrified to find that the door was covered in red paint.

Many onlookers pointed at the studio's entrance and took photos with their phones.

Xie Wenwen was unsure whether to stop the crowd from taking photos or try to call the police.

Fortunately, Song Mai arrived quickly, and upon seeing this scene, a flash of anger crossed her eyes.

She took a deep breath and said calmly, "We will definitely investigate this to the end. If anyone here has any relevant clues, please let us know, and we will offer a reward accordingly."

Then, under everyone's watchful eyes, she calmly took out her phone and called the police. The whole action was smooth and effortless, and her expression showed no sign of collapse or surprise.

After arriving and carefully investigating the situation, the police reviewed nearby surveillance footage.

Unfortunately, the surveillance cameras were out of service at that time, so they did not capture any images of the suspect.

Song Mai knew that the murderer couldn't be found in a short time, and continuing to stand around the door would only be a waste of time.

She said calmly, "Thank you."

The crowd, who had hoped to continue watching the spectacle, dispersed in disappointment upon seeing this scene.

Xie Wenwen quickly called the cleaning staff to remove the red paint from the door, and the group of people in the studio looked distressed.

Song Mai smiled helplessly and said softly, "Why are you doing this?"

"This matter is definitely related to Chen Nianyao. How can someone so petty have so many fans?" Xie Wenwen gritted her teeth.

Lin Ran was even more indignant: "If you're so capable, make her come to us directly. What kind of ability is it to hide in the back?"

“It’s not necessarily her doing this. After all, a public figure shouldn’t behave like this, not even their agent or assistant,” Song Mai said calmly.

"You mean, it's someone else?"

"That's not quite right. She just needs to subtly reveal what she's been wronged about, and naturally, many of her fans will come to her aid." Song Mai held her water glass in both hands, looking wistfully out the door.

Unexpectedly, the studio, which had only been established for a short time, was already besieged on all sides.

It seems that the studio, like my own life, is full of hardships and twists and turns.

Upon realizing this conclusion, Song Mai couldn't help but laugh.

The others were completely oblivious to her self-amusing expression and continued to discuss how to solve the problem with their own worries.

Lin Ran first checked Chen Nianyao's social media activity and found that she hadn't updated her status for a long time.

Song Mai glanced at her phone indifferently and said in a low voice, "She would never post such content directly on social media platforms, wouldn't that affect her reputation?"

"That's right, and for her, such a small matter isn't worth mentioning in public. She only needs to subtly hint at it in fan groups or other places where fans gather, and naturally, people will flock to her."

"I understand." Lin Ran then turned around and started looking for her fan group.

Joining the fan group required answering related questions, and Lin Ran, who knew nothing about Chen Nianyao, could only fail.

"What's wrong with you?" Su He walked in from the door, her face full of surprise.

I haven't been to the studio for the past two days due to personal reasons. I didn't expect that just by taking a few days off, I would find that the studio has undergone tremendous changes.

"What's going on at the entrance?" She looked at the worried expressions on everyone's faces and became even more puzzled.

Lin Ran angrily recounted the events of the past two days, embellishing the story. After a moment of contemplation, Su He took out her phone.

"I'm leaving her fan group right now. I never imagined she was this kind of person!"

Lin Ran's eyes widened, and she quickly snatched the phone from her: "Have mercy!"

"I joined her fan group because I liked one of the characters she played. If I had known she was this kind of person, I would never have liked her."

Lin Ran scrolled through the chat history in the fan group with a happy expression, waving her hands repeatedly: "No, no, no, it's all thanks to you liking her."

"Are you being sarcastic?" Su He was completely baffled.

Lin Ran looked at the phone for a moment, then happily held it up and showed it to everyone.

"This is the evidence!"

The page remained on the chat history of the fan group, where Chen Nianyao kept sending aggrieved emojis, attracting the attention of other fans.

She didn't reveal what happened in public, but only said that she felt wronged and insulted.

"They must have exchanged messages privately, and we have no way of knowing the specifics." Xie Wenwen's initial surprise turned into disappointment, and she sighed helplessly.

“Since she’s in the fan group, why don’t we just send her a private message?” Song Mai said softly, then took her phone and opened Chen Nianyao’s chat window.

"She won't reply to messages. After all, so many people contact her every day, she probably can't keep up with them all."

Song Mai waved her hand confidently and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, she will definitely read it."

The messages I just sent to Chen Nianyao were all complaints about her own studio. She was already troubled by her studio, and now that she found common ground with them, she naturally replied.

Sure enough, the other party replied to the private message immediately after I finished speaking.

Su He looked at her with a face full of surprise: "I've sent so many messages before, and he has never replied to me."