Chapter 61 Death by a Thousand Cuts
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Xu Shaoting picked up his phone, signaled Vice Chairman Yunxi to continue chairing the meeting, and then walked out of the meeting room without looking back.
Inside the space that could hold a hundred people, whispers rippled through the room.
Just like that, you left?
If it were just a regular small meeting, it wouldn't be enough to make the subordinates stare at each other in disbelief.
This is the first plenary meeting of the new year.
He just left like that...?
The employees dared not ask anything else; they could only watch him leave.
"Let Wen Jia answer the phone," Xu Shaoting said as he strode toward the board's office.
Wen Jia hadn't yet recovered from the immense shock and nausea; even her voice was unsteady as she said, "Hey..."
"Wen Jia." Xu Shaoting opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to ask many questions, but then swallowed them back, and in the end only called her name.
"Mmm..." Her faint response made his breathing quicken.
"Can you come over now? I don't want to see him again."
On set, Yu Jianshan sat in front of the monitor, his lips downturned, and the deep frown lines between his brows so deep they could trap a fly.
"Who gave you permission to kiss him?"
"I really didn't run into you, Director Yu," the male actor standing opposite him argued, his tone revealing no remorse, but rather a sense of resentment at his failure.
"Didn't run into him? You sound pretty disappointed? Did I call out 'ka' for nothing? Do you even know how to write the word 'providing a position'?"
Yu Jianshan remained silent for two seconds, his chest heaving violently, before finally yelling at him, "You fucking messed with the wrong person, you know that???"
He's been a director for thirty years, what kind of bird hasn't he seen?
He understood perfectly well that these young men and women, confined to the same film set for months, spending day and night together, acting out other people's loves and hates, were bound to mistake the film set for a romantic one. With the lights on, the lines recited, and their eyes meeting, it was only a matter of time before their on-screen romance turned real.
This circle is essentially a giant battlefield. Today you're her the perfect couple, tomorrow you're her a match made in heaven. Sincerity is everywhere, and lips are just another outfit that can be borrowed at will.
If you hit it off, become a couple on set, roll into bed, and kiss—what's a little kiss?
Moreover, it's about two people who once had feelings for each other.
But if Song Yanlin had kissed another actress, Yu Jianshan would have just scolded him and let it go.
But he kissed Wen Jia.
He may not understand Wen Jia, but doesn't he understand Xu Shaoting?
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Xu Shaoting hung up the phone and called Lin Youzhe into his office.
The moment the latter stepped in, a pressure so low it felt like dust rushed towards them.
It was suffocating, oppressive, and unusual. He had been by Xu Shaoting's side for so long, and this was the first time he had been ordered to go into the office without receiving any orders.
He only saw the man's back as he stood in front of the French window. He stood very steadily, but it was as if a huge weight was pressing down on his shoulders, making even the sunlight pouring in from outside the window seem unusually heavy.
The space was so quiet and tidy that it created an atmosphere of imminent danger.
Lin Youzhe knew that Xu Shaoting wasn't the type of person who would vent his emotions by using objects.
Therefore, every item stays where it belongs.
Only human emotions, in places unseen, break down wildly.
His gaze swept quickly across the office, finally finding the source of the anomaly on the desk. Xu Shaoting's watch and tie had been roughly ripped off and carelessly tossed onto the table.
"Chairman Xu," Lin Youzhe said cautiously.
"I'm going to Yungang now."
Bombardier needs to apply for route approval 24 hours in advance for its operations, and at this moment, it is clearly too late.
"Book the fastest flight to Yungang, and come with me."
Xu Shaoting finally turned around, his brows furrowed with barely concealed anger, but he suppressed, restrained, and controlled it.
He had clearly reached the peak of some kind of emotion, yet he still calmly and almost leisurely put on his watch and tied his tie.
After thoroughly composing himself, he coldly ordered, "Investigate Song Yanlin."
"Investigate public and private individuals, and those around you; the more thorough the better."
At that moment, he realized he had made a mistake.
He should have investigated him a long time ago. Before, when he looked at Song Yanlin, he only saw him as a stray dog on the roadside, knowing that it might bite people, but he never thought that one day it would bite him.
He should have realized it sooner. Wen Jia's personality was such that she only knew how to report good news and never wanted to worry him.
He should have realized it sooner. As her assistant, Yu Kaiqing could only endure it again and again until she could no longer tolerate it and complained to him.
How much grievance and disgust did she endure alone? He didn't want to think about it, but the two hours in first class, without signal, and the boredom of every second forced him to think about it.
It's too hard to get through.
"Chairman Xu, Song Yanlin is an artist signed by Huanyu."
The entire first-class cabin was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Lin Youzhe lowered his voice to report.
"Global Universe? Have you heard of it?"
Lin Youzhe shook his head honestly.
Xu Shaoting let out a contemptuous snort.
A stray dog that can't even tell you where it lives.
"However, Huanyu is said to be under Yingsheng Group, and you have had dinner with Mr. Ye of Yingsheng Group."
How can a stray dog have an owner?
"When?" he asked.
Many years ago…
Xu Shaoting smiled and said lightly, "I have no recollection of it."
It seems the dog's owner is not worth mentioning either.
Lin Youzhe continued, revealing more details about Song Yanlin. Xu Shaoting, hearing this jarring name, seemed impatient and interrupted, refusing to listen any longer.
Two hours later, the plane landed.
The driver was urged by Xu Shaoting to speed up, and they finally arrived at the film studio half an hour later.
He had no time to think about anything else; his goal was clearly to find her RV.
The moment the door opened, before he could even see who it was, the woman's slender figure rushed over and crashed into his arms.
Wen Jia's voice was muffled, thick with grievance, "You've finally come..."
She wrapped her arms around his waist so tightly it was suffocating, as if she wanted to embed herself into his body.
Xu Shaoting gently stroked her black hair, his oppressive aura from the office dissipating, and his presence instantly softened considerably.
"Where is he?" He wasn't in a hurry to ask Song Yanlin whether he had kissed her or not. He simply lifted her chin and caressed her lips with his fingertips.
“He didn’t kiss me.” Wen Jia stood on tiptoe and kissed him first, desperately craving some kind of protection and cleansing.
"Where is he?" he asked again, his tone growing colder with each question.
“I don’t know…” Wen Jia felt inexplicably scared. “I didn’t go back to the set.”
Xu Shaoting held her shoulders, "Tell me, what happened to him before..."
Before he could finish speaking, Yu Kaiqing interrupted, "He did it many, many times before! But she wouldn't let me tell you! I filmed it all! If you need it, I can send it to you, Chairman Xu."
Upon hearing this, Xu Shaoting narrowed his eyes, his dark face revealing a barely concealed anger.
He released the woman in his arms and made a move to step out of the RV and head towards the film set.
After taking only two steps, he stopped again.
Reason returned, and he decided not to go in person. What was the point of him personally going to see a stray dog on the roadside?
"Lin Youzhe, go and bring Lin Zhongyuan here."
Lin Youzhe was efficient; five minutes later, he led Lin Zhongyuan into the RV.
The latter's eyes were curved, but his brows were deeply furrowed. He called out to him, "Chairman Xu."
How many more scenes does he have?
Xu Shaoting's direct question about the role in the film really made Lin Zhongyuan's heart skip a beat.
"This...is quite a lot..."
"How many people saw this?" Xu Shaoting turned around and scrutinized him for a moment.
"Old Yu cleared the area. I was there, Xiao Yu was there, and the rest were just photographers and sound recordists, not many people."
Xu Shaoting gazed at her for a moment, nodded, helped the woman sit on the sofa, and kissed her forehead. "I have something to tell him."
Then he took Lin Zhongyuan out of the RV.
Xu Shaoting was an investor, and a major one at that. Lin Zhongyuan had to be mindful of his feelings and eagerly offered him a cigarette.
It was out of politeness, but there was also an element of ingratiation.
"I don't smoke."
Lin Zhongyuan awkwardly withdrew his hand, looking somewhat embarrassed.
When he first met Xu Shaoting, his "I've heard so much about you" wasn't just a polite remark. Long before he met Xu Shaoting in person, the story of Xu Shaoting teaching Shen Qiaowen a lesson on behalf of Wen Jia had already spread throughout the industry.
Shen Qiaowen had only made the mistake that even great directors make—he was just putting on airs and scolding a junior. Yet, he was berated on the cruise ship. Although it wasn't humiliating, he still lost face by having to apologize to a junior in front of everyone.
Now that this has happened, Song Yanlin's fate is unlikely to be any better than Shen Qiaowen's. Lin Zhongyuan is the producer, and the quality of the film directly affects his profits. He can only silently pray that this Song guy is lucky and that Xu Shaoting will show leniency so he can make a living.
However, expectations were not met.
"I've already checked Song Yanlin," Xu Shaoting said bluntly. "From Huanyu?"
Lin Zhongyuan said "yes" twice in a row, wiping the sweat from his forehead in the freezing cold.
How much do you know about him?
"He's the head of Huanyu Entertainment; his acting and appearance are decent, but... he really made a mistake this time..."
“Impulsive.” Xu Shaoting repeated, taking two steps closer to Lin Zhongyuan and saying slowly, “President Lin, as an actor, professional ethics come first. Someone who doesn’t even understand basic respect won’t have a long career. What do you think?”
"You mean..."
"Let's cut all his later scenes."
Lin Zhongyuan's pupils constricted, and his mouth gaped open. "This... Chairman Xu, he has quite a few scenes, and part of them have already been filmed. If we cut them all, the script will have to be drastically altered, resulting in significant losses. What do you think...?"
Xu Shaoting nodded, seemingly understanding, but his words revealed a different story: "Then let's remove all his billing; that would be more convenient."
Lin Zhongyuan's cloudy eyes darted around, too frightened to utter a single word.
He knew all too well what it meant to have the entire billing order removed.
Not only will his scenes be deleted, but posters, costume fittings, and Weibo posts will also be removed. All promotional traces related to him will be erased until he is no longer known.
For an actor, that's like going to the death.
Xu Shaoting spoke very calmly.
But it was this calmness that sent chills down Lin Zhongyuan's spine. Although he didn't know Xu Shaoting well, he was aware of the man's background and knew that he hadn't just relied on family inheritance rights to get to where he was today; he also needed decisiveness and ruthlessness.
Since he was able to state his decision so calmly, there's probably no room for maneuver.
“I will take full responsibility for the losses caused by this incident. Every staff member will receive several times the compensation, except for Song Yanlin,” he said decisively, leaving no room for negotiation. “You can go and talk to Yu Jianshan.”
Lin Zhongyuan strode into the film set.
Yu Jianshan announced a halt to filming, and the staff gathered around the set, staring at each other in bewilderment. Apart from those who had just been there, no one knew exactly what had happened.
All they heard was a gasp from inside, followed by a glimpse of Wen Jia running out.
Although they all vaguely guessed what was going on, no one dared to think about it more deeply, nor did anyone dare to say it aloud.
Lin Zhongyuan looked solemn and whispered something in Yu Jianshan's ear. The latter sighed a few times and then walked outside.
Xu Shaoting didn't want to make too much of a fuss about Wen Jia, so he never showed up and just stayed with her in the RV.
Yu Jianshan stepped into the RV. "Chairman Xu, should I let him explain it to you himself?"
Lin Zhongyuan wiped his face beside him. This old Yu has lost his mind. Putting aside whether he wants to see him or not, even if Song Yanlin were to explain, what kind of clever explanation could he come up with?
“No need for trouble, just delete his scenes.” Xu Shaoting smiled, but it wasn’t his usual refined and dignified smile. “The only concession I can make is to allow this film to be released normally.”
This film is not a big-budget production in the traditional sense. Compared to the meager sums of 8.1 million from the other investors, Xu Shaoting's 100 million investment certainly gave him a lot of influence, enough to make Yu Jianshan look embarrassed and to give him absolute power to decide the direction of the film.
But Yu Jianshan never expected it to be in this way.
That was completely unexpected.
"I want to say a few words to Lao Lin."
"Please go ahead." Xu Shaoting raised his chin, withdrew his gaze, lifted the face of the person in his arms, and said in a low, nonchalant voice, "Why didn't you tell me before? Didn't I tell you? You should tell me if you feel unwell?"
Wen Jia choked for a moment, unable to speak.
"She was planning to tell you after filming wrapped up!" Yu Kaiqing volunteered to inform on him again.
Upon hearing this, Xu Shaoting was not annoyed at all; instead, he smiled and said, "Let's talk about it after filming wraps up? If Kaiqing hadn't told me, were you planning to just let him kiss you like that?"
"What? It's not just this time..." Yu Kaiqing felt a little guilty and didn't dare to continue, looking at Wen Jia's expression.
“Continue,” he commanded.
"He hugged her in the drama and wouldn't let go off-screen either, even touching her hand and stuff... He also kept saying all sorts of strange things to her, oh!" Yu Kaiqing suddenly remembered, "Song Yanlin even said he wanted to be her mistress!!"
After he finished speaking, the three of them stood frozen for a long while.
The smile on Xu Shaoting's lips slowly disappeared. "Don't tell me this is why you asked me to send that voice message the other day?"
Wen Jia didn't dare look at him, and snuggled closer to him, saying, "Don't mention it again!"
Xu Shaoting smiled again. She looked so pitiful that he couldn't bear to scold her. He simply pulled her into his arms and patted her back to comfort her.
"What did you say to President Lin?" Wen Jia looked up at him.
"I said I want to cut all of Song Yanlin's scenes, do you have any objections?"
"I'll listen to you, I'll listen to everything you say..." Wen Jia shook her head like a rattle-drum, "Then what about the rest..."
"The film won't be affected, don't worry," Xu Shaoting gently rested his chin on the top of her head, "I'm asking you, what are you going to do if he really kisses you?"
Instead of answering, she asked, "If he really kisses you, will you stop liking me?"
Xu Shaoting slightly furrowed his brows, his eyes filled with disbelief. "Why would you think that, Wen Jia?"
Did he do something to give her this misconception?
Or is it that he doesn't provide enough security?
He hugged her tighter and kissed the top of her head. "I won't dislike you; I'll only blame myself for not protecting you well enough."
After he finished speaking, he saw her curl her lips into a smile, and realizing something, he exposed her, "You asked that on purpose? Just want to hear my answer?"
Wen Jia, having been seen through, chuckled mischievously and nodded.
His answer made her feel as if she were enveloped by a reassuring barrier, and she lay back in his arms.
The two fell silent, but the faint sounds of their conversation outside drifted through the window into the quiet RV.
...
"Damn it, Song Yanlin, that arrogant bastard! Why did you choose him in the first place?" Lin Zhongyuan sighed and cursed incessantly.
Yu Jianshan glared at him. "I'm just asking you, were you there during the audition?"
Lin Zhongyuan was speechless, and complaining was useless. He spat angrily to the side. He glanced back at the RV and asked in a low voice, "Does he have anyone who can protect him?"
Yu Jianshan was annoyed and put a cigarette in his mouth. "Protect him my ass? His little company doesn't only have him as an artist. Why would he go against Xu Shaoting for the sake of just one person? If he keeps protecting him, he might not even be able to save the company. Besides, even if he really has someone backing him, he wouldn't dare to protect him."
"Does it really have to be that his scenes are cut?"
"Do you think I'd want to cut it? The fact that it was allowed to be released normally is already a big favor."
Yu Jianshan understood that his friendship with him over the years had come in handy at this crucial moment; without it, it was hard to say whether the film would have even been released.
But this only accounts for a small part; the remaining 80% is still because of Wen Jia.
Lin Zhongyuan rolled his eyes at him, "You brought in such a troublesome person."
"You should be content. Whether he wants to or not is up to him to talk to the State Administration of Radio and Television."
“I said Song Yanlin is an ancestor, but when did I say he's an ancestor?” Lin Zhongyuan sighed. “He and Wen Jia are like two completely different people, you can’t afford to offend either of them…”
"Alright, alright, stop complaining."
After Yu Jianshan finished speaking, he called over Executive Producer Jin, and the three of them discussed the matter. Finally, he started making phone calls to the head of Prism Films, the production company, to request the removal of his scenes. At first, the other party refused to agree, but Yu Jianshan got angry and explained the whole story. As soon as the other party heard the name, he started to act like a coward and nodded repeatedly.
After hanging up, he hurriedly called Su Jianyun. It was a done deal that Song Yanlin's scenes would be cut; the only remaining question was whether to simply remove Chen Xu from the story or find a new actor. If a new actor was found, how should his subsequent scenes be adjusted?
One problem after another arose, and even after talking on their phones until they were practically smoking, they still hadn't reached a conclusion.
Lin Zhongyuan didn't make a phone call, but he didn't sit idle either. He went to the set to comfort them, saying, "Their relationship is special, so it's not really suitable for them to act together anymore. If you know, just keep it to yourself. If you don't know, don't ask around. You know, our directing team is considering replacing the actors."
These words further confirmed everyone's suspicions.
Looking at the unusually agitated group, he waved his hand and added, "Everyone will be compensated for today's losses, several times over. Please calm down, please calm down..."
This finally calmed everyone down.
The production was temporarily suspended, and Lin Youzhe was to handle the follow-up matters. Xu Shaoting took Wen Jia back to the hotel first.
As the Rolls-Royce drove away from the film set, Yu Jianshan and Lin Zhongyuan got into Song Yanlin's RV.
"Director Yu, President Lin."
"Sit down, I have something to tell you."
The atmosphere was tense. Lin Zhongyuan rubbed his hands impatiently: "What a mess you made today... How are we supposed to film the rest of the movie after you pull this stunt on set?"
"I really couldn't get out of character for a moment, Director Yu, you know that."
Yu Jianshan frowned and interrupted directly: "What do you know? Didn't you see them stepping back? This isn't being out of character, it's pure nonsense!"
"Director Yu, I..."
“You never break character, yet you never do? Kaiqing complained before that you were always hanging around Wenjia and saying things you shouldn’t have. We didn’t investigate further, thinking you knew what you were doing. But what did you do? You’ve gone even further! I’ve been in this industry for thirty years, and I’ve seen this kind of thinking all the time, let me tell you.”
With a pale face, Song Yanlin tried to argue: "I really didn't mean anything by it, it was just for the sake of the drama."
"For the sake of the play?" Yu Jianshan was too lazy to argue with him, and stood up. "Fine, then the play doesn't need you anymore. Your parts are all cut, and you don't need to come tomorrow."
The RV was quiet for a moment.
"Delete it all? They've already filmed half of it! They're just going to delete it like that?"
"The investors just called, and it's settled. They'll cover any extra losses, but you have to leave."
Which investor?
"That's none of your business!"
"I have so many scenes, how can I act if these scenes are cut?"
"So you think you can act recklessly just because you have a lot of screen time?" Yu Jianshan glared at him, pointing a finger at him. "What happens next is none of your business, it's our problem. What you need to do now is pack your things and leave quietly! Don't make things any worse, or I can't protect you!"
After Yu Jianshan finished speaking, he led Lin Zhongyuan out. Just before reaching the door, he turned back and added, "The legal department will contact your agent about the contract. Okay..." He originally wanted to say 'Let's part amicably,' but after thinking for a moment, he changed his words, "Take care of yourself."
Then he slammed the door shut with a loud bang.
Song Yanlin stared blankly into the sofa, not even having had time to take off his costume. His face remained vacant, and he couldn't come to his senses for a long time, only muttering to himself.
"Delete everything... How... How is that possible..."
As he spoke, he grabbed his phone and frantically searched through his contacts until he found a certain number.
I called more than ten times, but the other party never answered...
That afternoon, the publicity team was urgently recalled to their posts, and all information related to Song Yanlin on the film's official account was either edited, deleted, or hidden.
Within half an hour, sharp-eyed fans noticed something amiss and started commenting on the pinned post.
What happened? Everything related to Song Yanlin has disappeared?
[Same question. When I came here just now, his promotional photos were still there, but now nothing is left?!]
Are they changing the actor?
[I hope Song wasn't taken away; this is so sudden.]
[After a thorough search, even the CP-themed behind-the-scenes footage is gone [crying emoji]]
The production team has not responded, but fans continue to tag Song Yanlin's studio, fan club, and influential fans in the comments section.
Two hours later, a hashtag trended on social media: #Male Lead Deleted Before Freezing#
@DailyGossip: Good heavens! Did the production team of "Before the Freeze" tear up the script? The male lead Song Yanlin's scenes are gone just like that, and the official Weibo account deleted all related content overnight. What's going on? Usually, a production team only cuts ties so decisively when an actor's career is in trouble. But from what I've observed, Song Yanlin seems completely calm; he doesn't look like anything's wrong. Currently, #BeforeTheFreezeMaleLeadDeleted# is trending, but all parties are still quiet. This gossip looks like it'll be going to circulate for a while longer~
Many of Song Yanlin's fans tried to salvage the situation in the comments section:
[Without official information, do not believe or spread rumors, and do not try to piggyback on others' success.]
[Perhaps Song Yanlin was poached by a neighboring production team.]
[Hilarious! Can Song Yanlin's fans please work on their rhetoric? He was still on set when he was poached. Doesn't that just prove their idol is... well, you know?]
[Let's take Song Yanlin with us, focus on our own fandom, and wait for official confirmation.]
There are also people who enjoy watching the drama unfold:
I suspect this is a reverse publicity stunt; new movies need some buzz.
[Not a production collapse? Then could it be that someone brought in funding and ran away, or the production company went bankrupt overnight?]
[Quietness is truly terrifying; usually, what's brewing in such situations is a thunderous roar.]
Even those with connections received false information.
[A passerby in the industry reports: I heard it's not a problem with the actors, but rather a power struggle between investors and the platform, with the male lead becoming the scapegoat.]
It seems the script has undergone a major change in direction; the male lead's storyline has been completely cut, and the screenwriter is revising it overnight.
...
Wen Jia sat on the hotel sofa, flipping through the contents. Suddenly, a large hand appeared and snatched her phone away.
"Don't look at Weibo for the next few days."
"Wouldn't that be...too much?" she asked softly.
"Are you pleading for him?"
"...No, I'm just worried about the other crew members."
"I will compensate every single person in the crew for the losses he caused, five times the amount. I have already instructed Lin Youzhe to do it. I will take full responsibility for everything from finding new actors to revising the script. Are you still worried?"
He always gets to the heart of the matter, never letting a bad person go unpunished, nor implicating any innocent person.
It was decisive and thoughtful, leaving no room for criticism, yet it also made people feel that it was somewhat disregard for human life.
Xu Shaoting had no idea what she was thinking, so he said something even more utterly reckless: "Starting tomorrow, all of his business activities will be suspended."
Wen Jia suddenly looked up at the man.
She never imagined he would go to such lengths, cutting off all hope of life and leaving her not even a way out to die.
"All contracts, including endorsements, variety shows, upcoming dramas, and fashion titles, will be terminated."
In some of these contracts, Song Yanlin even had to pay exorbitant penalties for breach of contract.
These things were nothing more than him moving a finger or saying a word; he didn't even need to appear in person, he just needed to send Lin Youzhe to do them.
So he regretted not doing something so easy sooner.
“From now on, no one in the industry will dare to use him again.”
He stood there, very tall, his shirt sleeves rolled up, one hand in his suit trouser pocket, the other fingertip pinching her chin, his eyes narrowed as he scrutinized her closely.
Only after confirming that there was no regret or any damned pity in her eyes did he release her with satisfaction.
"Tomorrow, his company and he himself will be notified of all of this."
Wen Jia swallowed hard. "You're still angry."
It's hard not to get angry.
Xu Shaoting pulled the person onto his lap and sat them down. "He was the one who made a mistake first. If he can respect you, I might respect him too. You don't need to feel too guilty."
“I have no guilt,” Wen Jia shook her head, hooking her arm around his neck. “Will they know it was because of me? Will they know it was you who did it?”
"Won't."
"But there were other people present at the time."
“There was hush money.” He rubbed his forehead with his long fingers, a hint of weariness in his eyes. “Wen Jia, I’ve been quite restrained. At least I didn’t choose to reveal the truth to the public all at once.”
Wen Jia thought for a moment before asking, "But actually, that's what you originally wanted to do, right?"
The man hummed in agreement. "Your movie hasn't even been released yet, but the public opinion surrounding him will affect you. Besides, if all the dirt on him is released at once, the public will definitely be able to guess what's going on. So I'll do it step by step. It will only affect him personally, not you or the crew. Don't worry."
Wen Jia nodded thoughtfully.
Xu Shaoting lightly pecked her lips. "Has anything like this happened before?"
He regretted asking the question because he didn't want to hear an answer he didn't want to hear.
Wen Jia said reluctantly, "...Yes."
A sense of familiarity washed over him, and he seemed to realize once again that he had met her too late.
"Just endure it?"
"I still need to stay in this industry..."
Xu Shaoting eased the tension in his heart, stroked her skin, and kissed her repeatedly, "You don't have to hold back anymore."
Wen Jia nestled in his arms, her eyes closed, completely immersed in the feeling of being absolutely favored.
Xu Shaoting supported her weight, and thinking of what she had endured alone, his heart hardened even more.
He wasn't going to give Song Yanlin a quick death; what he wanted was a slow and painful torture.
“I can assure you,” he said in a steady voice, with an air of unhurried control, “that starting tomorrow, he will gradually fade from the public eye until he disappears from it.”
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Author's Note: I apologize for the insult to dogs in this chapter. Dogs are adorable; it was Song Yanlin who was inhuman! [Angry]
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