Gu Hanyin leaned back in his chair, watching the boy group members who suddenly appeared on stage... His gaze did not fall on Jiang Jueming or Li Yanxiao, who were standing in the center, but rather on Cen Yu, who was leaning back a little.

As soon as the music started, the group began to move on stage.

A small scream rang out from inside the arena, but perhaps realizing that those who had bought inner-arena work passes shouldn't be too arrogant, the sound quickly subsided.

Gu Hanyin has always been prone to immersing herself in her own world.

His gaze was fixed on Cen Yu in the corner.

The dance moves are very dynamic. When Cen Yu raises his arms or makes any big movements, his short tweed jacket is also lifted up by his movements.

The snake bone tattoo and navel piercing on his lower abdomen are even more noticeable.

Gu Hanyin gently touched the tip of his nose with his finger. He had been so agitated that his clothes not only touched his shoulder, but also brushed against the tip of his nose when he got close.

Amidst the mingling of various fragrances, he also caught a faint scent of woody perfume, accompanied by the astringent bitterness of basil—a green and memorable aroma.

In his designs, Qian Aige also has tattoos.

A good-for-nothing scoundrel, who cheats and swindles, inadvertently gets involved in a series of major events.

It looks somewhat like it, but I'm not sure.

Gu Hanyin thought he needed to observe for a while longer.

...

Cen Yu, panting, finally finished her designated ending on stage.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, he slightly tugged at his belt—

Haha, luckily the song wasn't long, otherwise he was really worried his pants would fall down.

After their performance, the first round of charity auction will take place, and several big-name celebrities will become bidding partners, meaning they will use sweet talk to encourage everyone to bid as high a price as possible to support charity.

—This has absolutely nothing to do with newcomers like them.

Their next job is simply to act as decorative objects until the dinner party is over.

Feeling a bit bored, Cen Yu thought, and he lightly patted the shoulder of the teammate in front of him, "I'm going to the restroom."

"...?" His teammate turned to look at him, his eyes full of confusion, which was basically asking him if he had frequent or urgent urination.

Cen Yu smiled slightly, thinking that this person did not understand the secret that the toilet is the second hometown of migrant workers. "I'll be back in a bit."

Although his teammates didn't understand the meaning behind Cen Yu's smile, they simply nodded.

After asking a staff member for directions to the nearest restroom, Cen Yu dashed into the restroom to play on her phone for a while.

...

Compared to the restroom at the entrance, the location where this staff member pointed out the way was somewhat hidden.

As Cen Yu was about to go inside, she noticed a "Cleaning in Progress" sign at the door.

"...?" He glanced at the sign for a second to confirm that the location the staff member had pointed out was correct.

How did it end up being cleaned?

The event isn't over yet; it's only been going on for less than an hour. Logically, cleaning shouldn't be starting now.

He hesitated for only a second, then ignored the cleaning sign and went straight into the restroom.

The bathroom door was ajar. Cen Yu approached slightly and heard sobbing coming from inside.

"?" Cen Yu wondered if he had misheard, and subconsciously moved closer, only to hear a muffled male voice coming from the bathroom—

"Don't be afraid, I really won't do anything..."

Cen Yu frowned; he felt the conversation inside sounded strange.

"I'll count to three." Another voice quickly followed, "Hand it over now and I won't call the police."

The voice was very familiar; Cen Yu knew it was Mu Fengyin immediately.

What's going on here?

His mind was full of question marks.

Unexpectedly, the unfamiliar voice seemed to be enraged by Mu Fengyin's words, "I won't give it to you!!"

"...If you don't listen, I'll post it online, hehe."

"Don't come any closer, or I'll teleport right now..." the voice continued, "Everyone's paying attention to this now. Even if I delete it quickly after posting it online, someone will still save it."

"Everyone will see it then."

Cen Yu felt increasingly uneasy as he listened. He leaned closer to look at the half-open bathroom door and saw a short man holding a phone, while opposite him was Mu Fengyin, whose face was ashen and who could barely maintain his composure.

Mu Fengyin seemed to see Cen Yu peeking through the crack in the door, and almost without thinking, he immediately sought help—

He took the photos secretly!

Depend on!

Upon hearing this, Cen Yu immediately pushed open the toilet door. The short man seemed surprised that someone would come in despite the "cleaning in progress" sign being displayed.

He instinctively turned around, but Cen Yu moved even faster.

She grabbed the man by the collar and slammed him to the ground, then stepped on his wrist and took the phone from his hand.

Cen Yu glanced at the screen subconsciously... then looked sympathetically at Mu Fengyin, whose face was ashen.

"Who are you?!" The man seemed surprised that someone would barge in, and he kept struggling, but Cen Yu pressed him firmly to the ground.

"I'm a champion of justice," Cen Yu said, tossing the phone to Mu Fengyin. "Call the police?"

"Call the police." Mu Fengyin frowned as he looked at the screen on his phone.

The camera angle was extremely tricky. Although it didn't show any key parts, it was still a fatal blow to a top idol like Mu Fengyin.

The despicable thing about this method is that as long as the person posts the photos online, even though Mu Fengyin did nothing wrong and was even a victim, he will always become the subject of people's conversation.

He didn't believe for a second that this person claimed to be his fan and had been hiding there just to secretly take pictures of him...

After much thought, the biggest suspect is probably his former employer with whom he had a falling out over contract issues.

—The news isn't fatal, it's not even a scandal, but for a top celebrity like him with high commercial value and a good image, it's more embarrassing than anything else, and it will definitely become fodder for gossip.

Mu Fengyin felt that if he hadn't discovered it, the photo might have appeared in every corner of the internet when the contract was terminated.

That's why, when he looked at Cen Yu, there was a genuine sense of gratitude in his eyes, "If it weren't for you, this matter probably wouldn't have been so easy to resolve."

He took out his phone and showed Cen Yu his WeChat QR code. "Let's add each other's contact information. If you need anything in the future, feel free to ask me for help."