"Something you can't say? I'm quite curious. Who's putting pressure on you that makes you dare to disrespect both me and Tang Qi at the same time?"
His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable air of authority.
Wang Guangtou's fat face twitched, and after downing another glass of baijiu, he said bitterly, "Brother Lin, it's not that I don't want to tell... but... I really can't! You guys are playing like gods, we small fry really can't afford to play this game!"
As he spoke, he cautiously raised his finger and pointed to the ceiling.
This is the capital city, and the meaning of this action couldn't be clearer—the power behind it is definitely a top-tier entity that even Lin Yilin needs to be wary of.
Seeing this, Lin Yilin's brows furrowed instantly, the cigarette between his fingers was slightly deformed, and when he spoke again, his tone was more serious:
"Even I can't know?"
Wang Guangtou was almost in tears, his eyes red and he looked as aggrieved as a wronged child: "I really can't! Brother Lin, please don't make things difficult for me! If I could just say something, would I have to be caught in the middle as cannon fodder?"
As he spoke, he bent even lower, not daring to sit down, and just stood there, not daring to breathe.
Lin Yilin fell silent, and her fingertips began to tap lightly on the table. The "tap, tap, tap" sound was particularly clear in the quiet private room, each tap seeming to strike Wang Guangtou's heart.
He knew Wang Guangtou wasn't lying. The fact that the sycophantic Wang Guangtou would rather offend him and Tang Qi than reveal even a trace of his power meant he was no ordinary person.
After a long pause, Wang Guangtou finally mustered his courage and cautiously said, "Brother Lin, I think... this isn't really a big deal, right...?"
And that is indeed the case. Although it was Zhao Shuo's fans who started the controversy, it ultimately had nothing to do with Zhao Shuo.
Ms. Luo Shuning and Zhao Shuo are both juniors in the entertainment industry. They only exchanged a few words online, which could easily be resolved peacefully.
Upon hearing this, Lin Yilin stopped tapping the table, his gaze suddenly turning hostile as he stared intently at Wang Guangtou, saying each word clearly:
“You don’t have to say it, and you do have your difficulties. But since you’re afraid of offending the other party but not afraid of offending me, then I don’t need to be polite to you.”
Wang Guangtou's face instantly turned constipated, and he cursed Zhao Shuo a thousand times in his heart—ultimately, it was Zhao Shuo who, for the sake of traffic, kept letting his fans stir up trouble, which caused such a big problem.
But it's too late to say anything now.
He now genuinely suspects that Zhao Shuo has been playing dumb all along, and that someone has been working behind the scenes for him.
I just can't understand how Zhao Shuo could have really had no connection with the Shen family.
Damn it, why didn't you say you were related earlier?
Lin Yilin didn't look at him anymore. Instead, she turned her head and looked at the full moon in the sky through the floor-to-ceiling window of the private room, and sighed softly in her heart.
Although he had already decided to avoid seeing Gu Luo for the time being, how could he, as his biological father, stand by and watch his son be attacked for no reason?
But now, facing a force that even Wang Guangtou dared not reveal, he felt somewhat helpless.
This is the capital city.
A single brick could kill a whole bunch of people from the Heavenly Palace.
The evening breeze slipped in through the cracks in the window, causing the wine bottle on the corner of the table to sway slightly.
Lin Yilin picked up the glass of baijiu on the table and drank it all in one gulp. The spicy liquor burned his throat, but it did nothing to quell the irritation in his heart.
This was the first time she had stood up for her son, but she was helpless.
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