Chapter 87: You Ask, Who Am I?

Yan Gui Garden, Qin Mu’s residence.

The entire sequence had just played out on the television screen. Though Glory Films had already sent someone to cut the live broadcast, many channels were not directly managed by them, and with the fervor so high, their operators would never shut it down.

“Get me in touch with the people on site! Who are these people?”
“They’re trying to destroy our company’s star!”
Vice-chairman Du Wei was furious. If Han Ziyu, their poster child, fell, Glory Films’ reputation would plummet with him.

Only Luo Shui found her spirits noticeably lifted as she watched the scene unfold.
She felt vindicated!
It was as if all the injustices she’d endured had finally been returned to Han Ziyu.
More importantly, this was not fabricated evidence.
Everyone present, every testimony, was genuine—real people, real events.

Listening to those inside, it seemed the ordeal she’d suffered—being kidnapped to a warehouse outside the city and tortured—had been orchestrated by Han Ziyu as well?
That thought made Luo Shui hate this hypocrite even more.

Yet, as she reflected, she realized such a large-scale mobilization just to clear her name…
Who was working behind the scenes for her sake?

She didn’t dwell on it; her heart settled on one person.
In all of River City, it seemed only her family’s foolish boy would sincerely help her.

Thinking of this, a sweet warmth bloomed in her heart.
No wonder he wasn’t home all morning—he’d gone out early to settle the score with Han Ziyu.

Meanwhile, Du Wei was still trying to reach someone at the scene when the television suddenly fell silent.

Han Ziyu, who had been merely stunned, received a phone call. His whole body trembled, then he suddenly dropped to his knees, limbs weak.

Bang!
His knees struck the tiled floor with a crisp sound.

“I, Han Ziyu, apologize to everyone here.”
“All the news reports before were fabricated by me. Luo Shui and I are not a couple; the videos are all real…”

Han Ziyu knelt, utterly lost.
He truly didn’t want to bow his head—this kneeling meant utter ruin.
But he couldn’t, dared not refuse.

From Qin Mu’s casual words, it was clear Fang Huahui had already been dealt with.
And the top assassin from the Dark Web might not be able to handle Qin Mu either.

Han Ziyu was not willing to gamble.

This apology, at least, meant he would survive, could later get plastic surgery, change his face, and start anew in another city.

But for the higher-ups at Glory Films, the trouble was enormous.

“Damn it! Who told him to do this?”
“Does he know that this damages not just his own reputation, but the company’s as well?”
Du Wei, enraged, contacted the board and turned to Luo Shui: “This concerns the company. You need to come back with us for an emergency meeting.”

“I won’t go!” Luo Shui refused.

Qin Mu had left instructions on a note for her not to go out.

“As if you have a choice! Grab her, bring her back!”
Du Wei had brought several bodyguards specifically to seize Luo Shui.

The bodyguards stepped forward, roughly grabbed her arms, twisted them behind her, and forced her down to the garage.

Luo Shui tried to cry for help, but there was no one living in the nearby floors. She could only let Du Wei take her back to the company.

Outside the company, a crowd had already gathered, all journalists with cameras and devices, instantly blocking Du Wei’s car.

“Is it true that your company’s top star Han Ziyu behaves so disgracefully in private? Did your company know all along and choose to protect him for fame?”

“These are all baseless rumors!” Du Wei denied at once.

“But Han Ziyu knelt and apologized on live television—everyone saw it. How does your company explain that?”

Du Wei was left speechless, forced to push through the reporters: “No comment until the truth is fully investigated!”

After finally breaking through, the group hurried inside.

Luo Shui had wanted to answer a few questions, but Du Wei dragged her back and warned her to keep quiet.

Her expression grew cold. She’d long felt the company’s atmosphere was wrong and wanted to resign.
But, due to her ignorance years ago, she’d signed a harsh contract and couldn’t escape.

Inside the meeting room.

It was identical to yesterday: the board and senior management sat at the main table, and several influential celebrities from the company sat below.

Only the one who had knelt in apology was notably absent.

“In my opinion, no matter what, we must protect Han Ziyu!”
Du Wei stood, tossing the materials he’d collected onto the table.

“The current narrative already suspects our company.”
“If Han Ziyu falls, the consequences will be disastrous!”

His words made everyone’s faces turn grave.

“I’ve had all controllable media stifle the rumors, and we’re negotiating prices with the rest,”
Agent Zhang Hong reported. “But this is only a temporary measure—it won’t solve the problem.”

Luo Shui couldn’t help but sneer inwardly.