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**Chapter 12 \u2013 Clouds Disperse, Rain Clears**

The light in the room was dim and hazy.

Qin Mang\u2019s eardrums buzzed, dragging her heartbeat into chaos.
She didn\u2019t know if it was the alcohol talking, or if it was He Lingji\u2019s commanding and aloof words.

She wondered if she had misheard.
That wasn\u2019t like He Lingji at all.

The girl wobbled as she leaned against the man’s long, strong legs, trying to stand up and meet him eye-to-eye.
With the movement, the strap on her delicate shoulder slipped off, revealing a large patch of fair, tender skin. She didn\u2019t notice at all and stared at him directly.

The alcohol in her breath curled around every nerve.

\u201cYou\u2019re really… He Lingji?\u201d

He Lingji waited for her to finally get the words out, only to hear *that* line.
Before he could respond\u2014

Her fingertip suddenly poked his cheek.

In the next second\u2014
A strange flicker passed through his grey-blue eyes.

Qin Mang, already flushed from drinking, now burned like a small furnace. Her fingertips touched the man’s cool skin, and she couldn\u2019t help but murmur contentedly:
\u201cSo cool.\u201d

A second later\u2014
She rubbed her own chin and looked him up and down seriously, nodding with conviction,
\u201cYou\u2019re definitely fake.\u201d

With that, she reached out again to touch his face, mumbling, \u201cSo realistic though…\u201d

He Lingji glanced at the whiskey bottle on the table\u2014only half left. His lips tugged slightly as he said plainly:
\u201cYou\u2019re drunk.\u201d

That hit the little lion\u2019s sensitive nerve.

Qin Mang\u2019s eyes widened in disbelief, her misty, affectionate gaze full of grievance.
\u201cWho\u2019s drunk? I can drink a thousand shots without getting tipsy!\u201d

She let go of He Lingji and plopped back onto the couch.
Grabbing the remaining half-bottle of whiskey, she tilted it toward her mouth\u2014

She was determined to show this \u2018fake man-doll\u2019 that she, Qin Mang, was indeed a god of alcohol!

Mere mortal liquor? It couldn\u2019t touch her!

She moved fast.
But before she could drink, He Lingji grabbed the bottle.

*Splash\u2014*

The liquor spilled from the bottle, soaking Qin Mang.

The always composed and restrained man showed a rare moment of emotional crack.

Her thin and sheer nightgown clung to her curvy figure, now soaked. Snowy skin, like vermilion on white, stunning and sharp.

The clear alcohol dripped down her smooth legs, leaving trails behind.

Alluring curves paired with an innocent, dazed expression\u2014pure innocence and irresistible seduction combined into a breathtaking vision of a drenched beauty.

He Lingji instinctively gripped her slender wrist.
Qin Mang stumbled and fell into his arms.

His long, sculpted fingers\u2014like those of an artist\u2014were now covered in liquor.
The struggling girl rubbed her scent all over him.

The fragrance of a young woman mixed with the biting alcohol overwhelmed him.
Though fastidious by nature, his breath caught\u2014
Logic told him to push her away.
But his grip only tightened.

His gaze fell to the little red beauty mark on her body\u2014so enticing.

He Lingji\u2019s thin lips parted with a heavy voice: \u201cQin Mang.\u201d

Qin Mang, doubting her own senses, noticed the lights seemed to blur into rows. Her lashes blinked once, then again.

Dragging out her words, she asked innocently, \u201cWhat?\u201d

He Lingji said, \u201cYou got me wet.\u201d

Qin Mang tilted her head and even reached down to touch the damp spot on her thigh, yawning with feigned innocence: \u201cI\u2019m wet too.\u201d

She moved without a shred of restraint.

He Lingji\u2019s gaze swept over her dewy fingertips and finally met her clear black eyes.
He suspected she was doing this on purpose.

The next second\u2014
The young lady threw her arms around his neck like a koala and clung to him boldly, commanding,
\u201cYou got me wet, you clean me up!\u201d

\u2014\u2014\u2014

Outside the presidential suite, the hallway was bright, illuminating the ornate carpet.

By a colorful mural, Meng Ting stood so long his legs went numb, locked in a silent stare with Secretary Cong at the door.

Next to Secretary Cong stood a black, expensive-looking suitcase.

Meng Ting\u2019s eyes were sore, and he finally blinked.
He couldn\u2019t help swallowing nervously as he recalled seeing the legendary Mr. He an hour ago.

After a long pause, he cautiously asked,
\u201cSecretary Cong, where is President He staying tonight?\u201d

Just then\u2014
The tightly shut door opened.

Meng Ting instinctively looked up to see a man in a casually draped white hotel robe.
His features were cool and elegant, with a noble air. He glanced at them indifferently.
\u201cBring it in.\u201d

Meng Ting shivered.
Did… did he mean what he *thought* he meant?

Th-the trending topic?!

After Secretary Cong brought the suitcase in, he patted Meng Ting\u2019s shoulder meaningfully.

\u201cOf course\u2014where Miss Qin is, is where President He stays.\u201d

President He had always been disciplined, bound by rules, with everything under control.
He was supposed to be in Ling City handling important business.
Yet here he was, in Qing City\u2019s film base.

If *he* had been the one trending, it would\u2019ve been wiped from the net instantly, like the last time with the forums.

But this time\u2014it concerned *his wife*.

That said it all.

By 8 PM, online discussions about Qin Mang were still red hot.

Hours had passed, yet neither her personal Weibo nor her company\u2019s made a statement.
Netizens assumed they were playing dead.

All of Qin Mang\u2019s endorsement and collaboration brand accounts were bombarded.
Netizens demanded contract termination.

One brand, unable to withstand the pressure, publicly announced their contract had already ended.

Online opinion was in an uproar.

As people voiced sympathy for the yacht incident\u2019s victim, Yao Ting\u2014
She went live.
Light makeup, a face pale from days indoors\u2014
Her weak appearance tugged at viewers’ hearts.

Comments flooded in:
\u201cDid Qin Mang apologize to you?\u201d

Yao Ting looked as if she’d been stabbed, dodging the question.
\u201cI just wanted to thank fans who messaged me. I\u2019m okay.\u201d

People suspected she\u2019d been scared into silence by Qin Mang.
Gifts and comforting messages poured in.

\u201cDon\u2019t worry, Yao Yao, we\u2019ll protect you!\u201d
\u201cStay strong!\u201d
\u201cAs long as you\u2019re safe, it\u2019s fine.\u201d
\u201cHow is it fine? She\u2019s clearly still traumatized!\u201d
\u201cWhy should the victim be traumatized while the bully thrives in the spotlight?\u201d
\u201cShe\u2019s hogging top resources while better actresses get sidelined!\u201d

Yao Ting pretended not to see.
A few minutes later, she ended the stream due to \u2018discomfort.\u2019

But not long after\u2014

The hashtag **#DisgracedCelebrityQinMangMustApologize** exploded again.

\u201cHas Qin Mang apologized to Yao Ting? No.\u201d
\u201cHas she apologized to the staff she bullied? No.\u201d
\u201cApologize! Apologize! Apologize!\u201d
\u201c@\u2018Dreams of Jinghua\u2019 official\u2014are you keeping this immoral actress around for New Year?\u201d
\u201cReplace the female lead, or we boycott the whole show!\u201d
\u201cSeriously, how did someone with no talent, only looks, get cast as the lead?\u201d
\u201cNo work, no skill, just riding on her looks, overshadowing real actresses. Get this blight out of the industry!\u201d
\u201cThousands demand her permanent exit from showbiz.\u201d
\u201c\u2026\u201d

The trending page was flooded with criticism.
Even Qin Mang\u2019s Weibo was filled with one word: **Apologize**.

It wasn\u2019t just the trending searches that were filled with such topics\u2014even Qin Mang\u2019s Weibo was flooded with demands for her to \u201capologize.\u201d

Qin Mang\u2019s fans tried tirelessly to tell everyone: give Qin Mang a chance to speak. Even a murderer gets a chance to appeal.

Qin Mang isn\u2019t that kind of person. There must be some misunderstanding.

Unfortunately, when facing the overwhelming malice of the world, her small number of fans was quickly drowned out by the tide of criticism.

\u201cYao Ting\u2019s acting is actually decent at a time like this.\u201d

Inside the makeup room of the film set, Shen Wanyin was removing her makeup after filming a scene as the second female lead. She lightly touched her pale face in the mirror.

Wei Qin chuckled. \u201cIn a few days, you\u2019ll be the female lead.\u201d

\u201cWe\u2019ll give this second lead role to Yao Ting as a thank-you gift.\u201d

As she spoke, she handed over a tablet. \u201cWith Qin Mang\u2019s personality, forcing her to hold a press conference and apologize is probably worse than skinning her alive.\u201d

Shen Wanyin glanced at the trending topics.

She casually scrolled through and noticed some fans were still defending Qin Mang. Frowning, she said, \u201cBuy more bots. Push her fans\u2019 comments down.\u201d

\u201cGot it.\u201d

Their studio had a whole team of paid commenters. Wei Qin agreed easily.

Wipe them out completely\u2014that\u2019s the only clean way.

But\u2014

Wei Qin felt something was off. Why wasn\u2019t Qin Mang\u2019s company doing anything? At the very least, they should issue a clarification.

Have they even stopped trying to fight back?

At that moment, in the outer lounge of a presidential suite at a hotel\u2014

Cong Zhen opened the full video that had been clipped from the yacht surveillance footage that night.

The man seated on the black sofa had a noble and composed bearing. He calmly watched the computer screen\u2014

The vibrant, dazzling girl sat quietly in the corner, already a radiant and eye-catching presence.

She drew the attention\u2014and even pursuit\u2014of most of the guests in the banquet hall.

Her pale fingers played with business cards, appearing casual and nonchalant, yet somehow irresistible.

He Lingji\u2019s gaze fell on the dozen or so business cards in her hand.

Cong Zhen cleared his throat. \u201cTo ensure guest safety, the yacht has surveillance everywhere except the restroom. We also had lip-reading experts analyze the dialogue. Miss Qin was acting in self-defense and didn\u2019t actually harm anyone. Instead, it was Miss Yao and her companions who acted out of jealousy, spreading falsehoods and possibly even committing intimidation.\u201d

\u201cWe\u2019ve also obtained evidence disproving other rumors about Qin Mang being a diva.\u201d

Seeing He Lingji silent, Cong Zhen added, \u201cSeveral media executives would like to apologize to you in person.\u201d

He Lingji slowly sipped his coffee. It was bitter and cold, but he seemed unaffected. Under the light, his features looked like an ancient statue submerged in the deep sea\u2014perfect, sharp, and untouched by time\u2014except for his slightly moistened lips, which lent a hint of humanity.

From the master bedroom came a faint noise.

He Lingji put down his cup unhurriedly.

He stood and spoke calmly, \u201cNo need. Just send them the video.\u201d

They know what to do.

Qin Mang had been awakened by the heat.

Groggy, she sat up clutching her blanket. The room was pitch dark.

She hadn\u2019t slept well.

Her dreams were like black holes, trying to swallow her whole. Then those black holes turned into lines and lines of writing, forming accusations, mockery, and condemnation\u2014

Qin Mang, why did you enter the entertainment industry?

Qin Mang, why don\u2019t you leave the entertainment industry?

Qin Mang, no one here wants you.

Vase, lunatic, no real works, hogging all the resources!

\u2026

Each line pierced her defenses easily, stabbing into her nerves.

For a moment, Qin Mang was dazed. Why *had* she entered showbiz?

Why give up her life as a pampered heiress just to suffer like this?

Why?

From the fog in her mind, a faint outline formed.

As if remembering something.

Qin Mang got out of bed barefoot. Her arches trembled as they touched the floor.

She walked unsteadily but with a clear goal toward her wardrobe. Beneath the pile of clothes lay a delicate little box\u2014something she always took with her when she traveled.

More precious to her than the gems in her family\u2019s collection.

She carefully opened the box.

Inside was a plain notebook, slightly aged.

But well-preserved.

She unfastened the leather clasp. On the first page was a small drawing of a trophy\u2014poorly drawn, but playfully charming. On the trophy\u2019s base, written neatly in fine script: *Best Actress \u2013 Guan Yueyan.*

When Qin Mang was seven, her mother Guan Yueyan passed away from illness. This notebook was the only thing she left behind\u2014her father, who had since renounced worldly attachments, took everything else.

Qin Mang had stumbled upon this notebook two years ago in their old house.

It was less of a diary and more of an actor\u2019s journal, full of reflections and a lifelong dream: to win the Best Actress award.

Back when she was about to graduate, her mentor asked her: \u201cWhat\u2019s your dream for the future?\u201d

As a wealthy heiress who had known luxury since birth, her days were filled with scheduled skill classes. She had no dreams, not even hobbies.

Well\u2014aside from collecting gemstones and spending money.

Her mentor smiled gently and asked a second question: \u201cDo you want to work in finance?\u201d

She had only picked the major because her uncle arranged it.

Qin Mang was indifferent.

She certainly didn\u2019t want to spend her youth in finance.

Looking blankly at her mentor, she asked, \u201cMust people have dreams?\u201d

That question puzzled her for a long time.

Until she found this notebook\u2014her mother\u2019s passion for acting filled every page. As if she lived just to burn bright on stage.

Unfortunately, Guan Yueyan\u2019s poor health never allowed her to fully commit to acting. She died without ever receiving her dream award.

Qin Mang\u2019s decision to enter the entertainment industry had been impulsive.

She wanted to win that Best Actress trophy for her mother.

*Click\u2014*

Qin Mang heard the door open but didn\u2019t move.

She remembered. He Lingji had come.

\u201cGet up.\u201d

Seeing her sitting on the floor, staring blankly at a notebook, He Lingji\u2019s deep voice echoed in the dark.

A few seconds later\u2014

Qin Mang seemed to respond to his signal. Slowly standing up, her eyes\u2014now used to the darkness\u2014easily met his deep, all-seeing gaze.

Her red lips parted.

In a soft, slightly confused voice, she asked, \u201cHe Lingji.\u201d

\u201cTell me, should I not be an actress?\u201d

The man, tall and lean, leaned lazily against the wardrobe with a calm air. \u201cWhy?\u201d

Qin Mang replied bitterly, \u201cI don\u2019t think I belong in this industry.\u201d

It was as if her very presence disrupted some unspoken rule. That\u2019s why the whole industry targeted her. No one welcomed her.

\u201cSo what now\u2014quit the entertainment industry?\u201d

\u201cI\u2026\u201d

Qin Mang choked. She hadn\u2019t expected him to be so blunt.

She didn\u2019t know how to refute him.

Her face turned red with frustration.

He Lingji didn\u2019t comfort her. Instead, he said coldly, \u201cOh, Miss Qin is here to save the world, then?\u201d

\u201c\u2026?\u201d

\u201cWhen did I ever\u2014\u201d

Wait, why had he come again?

Just to piss her off?

Why was he being so sarcastic?

Still a bit tipsy, Qin Mang\u2019s brain hadn\u2019t caught up. They were close\u2014so close that if she tiptoed, she could kiss him.

His usual deep gray-blue eyes weren\u2019t mocking. They were calm, like the surface of a quiet sea, able to contain anything.

The light in Qin Mang\u2019s tearful eyes slowly faded.

She understood what He Lingji meant.

Right. She didn\u2019t enter this industry to save the world. If she left now, wouldn\u2019t that be giving those people exactly what they wanted?

A spark of clarity lit up in her eyes.

She wasn\u2019t as defeated as before.

In the narrow walk-in closet\u2014

The man\u2019s voice was soft, almost like casual chat. \u201cOnly when you stand at the top can you have the right to decide whether to stay or leave.\u201d

Before Qin Mang could react\u2014

He Lingji had already walked past her into the room.

\u201cWhat are you doing?\u201d

\u201cSleeping.\u201d

Qin Mang stomped after him. \u201cHow can you still think about sleep when I\u2019m being torn apart online?!\u201d

He retorted, \u201cAren\u2019t you tired?\u201d

Qin Mang: \u201c\u2026\u201d

\u2026Yes, she was.

**#DisgracedCelebrityQinMangShouldApologize** remained trending with the \u201cexplosive\u201d tag beside it, and its popularity refused to die down.

Under the Weibo post Qin Mang made a few days ago announcing she had joined a new project, over a million comments demanded she “apologize” and “quit the entertainment industry.”

With a wave of hired trolls fueling the fire, public opinion online was rapidly shifting against her.

Everyone assumed Qin Mang wouldn’t be able to withstand the pressure, and that she would eventually apologize publicly and announce her retirement from showbiz.

But, at midnight\u2014

Someone *did* apologize. Only, it wasn\u2019t Qin Mang.

It was the media outlets and marketing accounts who had led the charge in labeling Qin Mang as a \u201cdisgraced celebrity.\u201d

The outlet that first published the yacht video of Qin Mang suddenly deleted the footage, pinning a handwritten apology letter from their CEO and a video apology to the top of their feed.

Before netizens could even react, all the accounts that had previously stirred public opinion began posting pinned apology letters, admitting they were paid to spread rumors and manipulate the narrative.

They were groveling.

> \u201cDamn, am I seeing this right?\u201d
>
> \u201cShouldn\u2019t the trending tag be: \u2018Disgraced Celebrity Qin Mang Apologizes\u2019? Why is it now \u2018Disgraced Media Apologizes\u2019?\u201d
>
> \u201c\u2026\u201d

Before people could process it all, major official media outlets began releasing the full surveillance footage of the alleged \u201cyacht assault\u201d incident\u2014complete with real-time lip-reading analysis by a well-known expert.

Everything became crystal clear.

It turned out a group of D-list actresses, jealous of Qin Mang\u2019s popularity, had cornered her in a dressing room and maliciously slandered her. She had merely defended herself.

Qin Mang wasn\u2019t acting like some \u201cunhinged villainess.\u201d She was the righteous heroine enacting satisfying revenge\u2014a true queen striking back against injustice!

Weibo, already lively, completely exploded.

Soon, Qin Mang’s fans dug up tons of posts labeling her a \u201cdisgraced celebrity,\u201d all traceable to organized troll networks.

It was obvious: someone had tried to completely destroy her.

Meanwhile, every comment questioning the situation or defending Qin Mang had been deliberately suppressed.

Just as the full context of the incident was being pushed across the internet\u2014

**#A Letter From Qin Mang’s Fans To Qin Mang** also climbed onto the trending list.

This letter had previously been throttled and kept out of sight.

Now, it was finally receiving the attention it deserved:

> **A Letter From All The Little Radiant Stars to Qin Mang:**
>
> In *Malice*, Higashino Keigo once wrote: \u201cSome people hate without reason. They are mediocre, talentless, unremarkable. So your brilliance, your talent, your kindness and happiness\u2014become your original sin.\u201d
>
> So they don\u2019t listen to explanations. They ignore the doubts we raised. They rush to judge you, eager to see you silenced forever. They simply want to laugh as someone noble falls into the mud, as a goddess is dragged to earth.
>
> But you\u2014fearless and undaunted\u2014will walk a path of light, and let them watch as you reach the peak and gaze down at their pettiness. We are your unbreakable shield, your shimmering light. Even if we are but a faint glow, we will forever protect you.
>
> When the scorching sun falls into clouds, the skies will still clear. And brilliance will return.
>
> Qin Mang, you were born to shine.

The accompanying image was a still from her debut video:

A girl in a dazzling red dress, radiant as the sun and moon, standing atop a majestic snow-white lion\u2014like a divine goddess descending to earth, with the world bowing at her feet.

That was how her fans saw Qin Mang.

Always radiant. Always proud. Never bowing to anyone or anything.

Not once did the letter mention \u201cbelief,\u201d but every word was filled with trust.

It was pure and devoted trust from her fans.

Overnight, public opinion completely reversed.

The shadow and label of \u201cdisgraced celebrity\u201d disappeared as if it had never existed.

In its place stood Qin Mang\u2014still radiant, still noble at heart.

\u2014

The next day.

Meng Ting arrived, looking refreshed and excited, bringing good news. She couldn\u2019t help but marvel, \u201cThank goodness for that joint letter your fan account posted. Without it, even with the truth cleared up, your career would\u2019ve taken a big hit.\u201d

After all, once the label of \u201cdisgraced celebrity\u201d sticks, it\u2019s hard to peel off in the eyes of the public.

But this time\u2014

The reversal was absolute.

Qin Mang wasn\u2019t just unharmed\u2014she even gained a wave of sympathy and guilt from former critics.

Plenty of netizens had once jumped on the hate bandwagon.

Qin Mang curled up on the sofa, holding the phone Meng Ting had finally returned to her.

She still couldn\u2019t quite wrap her head around it.

Just when she had been seriously considering leaving the entertainment industry and going home to inherit the family business, everything had somehow been resolved.

Truthfully, she\u2019d never felt like she belonged in this industry\u2014not even now.

Until\u2014

She read that joint fan letter.

The Qin Mang who hadn\u2019t shed a single tear throughout the entire scandal, suddenly found her eyes reddening. Her curled lashes shimmered with tears.

She read that letter over and over again.

Stared at the photo over and over again.

That\u2026 was how her fans saw her.

Back when she first debuted, she had been full of hope for acting.

Not just to fulfill her mother\u2019s dream.

But because, through her mother\u2019s actor journals, she\u2019d developed dreams of her own.

A tiny seed of hope.

That eventually grew into a dream.

Meng Ting, enjoying the shift in public sentiment, suddenly thought of something. \u201cBy the way, you and President He\u2026\u201d

Knock knock.

The sound of knocking interrupted her.

Qin Mang\u2019s tearful, shining eyes lit up: \u201cI\u2019ll get the door.\u201d

It had to be He Lingji, who had left early that morning!

She\u2019d misunderstood him last night\u2014and to think, he quietly went and solved such a massive mess for her!

She had to thank him properly!

He Lingji\u2019s business in Ling City wasn\u2019t yet finished.

There was an important meeting today, but a video call wasn\u2019t ideal, so they took a private jet over instead.

In the hallway\u2014

The man in a black shirt stood immaculate and stern, nothing like the relaxed and lazy man from the night before. His eyes were cold and distant, exuding an untouchable, aloof presence.

To Qin Mang, though, he looked more like a cold, seductive temptation.

After all, she had seen what he looked like in bed.

So the moment she opened the door and saw only him in her sights, she naturally leapt into his arms, wrapped herself around that deadly waist, and kissed his thin lips with closed eyes in one smooth motion.

He Lingji\u2019s cold expression softened slightly with the soft body in his arms. \u201cMrs. He, taking advantage of me?\u201d

\u201cThat was a goddess\u2019s kiss! How can it be called taking advantage?\u201d

\u201cIt was a blessing!\u201d

Qin Mang gave him another kiss\u2014harder this time.

She just wanted to kiss him.

The weight in her heart had finally lifted, and now she was like a playful little lioness, needing to let loose.

Until she casually looked up\u2014

And made eye contact with a group of suited-up elite professionals behind He Lingji.

A whole group.

Not just one.

He Lingji calmly said, \u201cAllow me to introduce\u2014this is my wife, who happens to have a passion for film.\u201d



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