Chapter Seventy-One: Everyone Is Watching the Spectacle

“Miss Shen, regarding the announcement from Rong Qiaoyi’s studio about your contract termination, what are your thoughts on the matter?”
Termination of contract?
Shen Qingli frowned slightly and turned her head to pick up her phone.
She saw herself bombarded on Weibo and responded with a serene smile.
“As for Miss Rong’s decision to terminate the contract, I only just found out myself. However, we respect individual choices, so we are willing to part ways.”
The entire room erupted at her answer.
Some reporters, emboldened now that Shen Qingli no longer had Xie Jinchuan’s support, pressed further.
“Miss Shen, online rumors say you relied on Miss Rong to sign with the director. Now Miss Rong would rather pay a hefty penalty to terminate her contract. Is it because you did something behind the scenes?”
The implication was clear: Shen Qingli had mistreated Rong Qiaoyi.
Why else would Rong Qiaoyi risk a massive compensation just to break the contract?
All the reporters followed suit, echoing the same questions.
Shen Qingli simply sat and waited for them to finish.
“Miss Shen, you’re silent for so long—does that mean you agree?”
Shen Qingli arched her brows. “I’m waiting for you to finish. After all, it’s rude to interrupt others.”
Her words left everyone exchanging glances.
Looking at the calm and breezy smile on Shen Qingli’s face, some reporters suddenly wondered if she had even greater backing.
No one dared speak for a moment.
“For what you’re saying about my relationship with Rong Qiaoyi, you can ask her directly. I only have professional dealings with her.”
“As for ‘Journey,’ the director has already found a suitable actor, so Miss Rong only needs to compensate the director.”
“As for your insinuations about discord between me and Rong Qiaoyi, I’ll pretend I didn’t hear them.”
“After all, spreading rumors is illegal. You might want to weigh your words carefully.”
With a cold tone, Shen Qingli finished and rose to leave. Suddenly, she turned back to the group of reporters.
“By the way, I forgot to mention—today’s press conference is live-streamed. Everything you said was witnessed clearly. So, think carefully before issuing your press releases.”
With these words, Shen Qingli strode off, her expression icy and confident.
The reporters were left staring at each other, dumbfounded.
No one had expected Shen Qingli to have such a trump card.
If they published anything unfavorable today, tomorrow the entire internet might turn against them.
With Shen Qingli’s conference concluded, Qiaoyi Media’s own press conference officially began.

Ye Qingqing, the first artist signed by Rong Qiaoyi, appeared resplendent in front of the cameras.
Ye Qingqing possessed a look that made people instinctively want to protect her, and she was remarkably obedient.
Within less than an hour, netizens had dubbed her the nation’s little sister.
Everyone marveled at Ye Qingqing’s beauty, saying Rong Qiaoyi truly had an eye for talent.
She had found such a promising newcomer.
In the lounge, Li Xi watched her boss anxiously.
“Boss, now that Rong Qiaoyi’s new company is right across from us, it’s clear she intends to compete with us relentlessly.”
Shen Qingli nodded unhurriedly. “Have the staff already submitted their resignation letters?”
Li Xi’s eyes flickered—she’d hoped to hide this from her boss, but Shen Qingli had guessed it anyway.
“There’s no point in concealing this. If they wish to leave, let them.
Process their pay properly, settle their salaries, see who remains, and gather everyone in the conference room.”
Shen Qingli had her own plans. She went straight to the conference room, scrolling through the evening news on her phone.
Her Weibo was filled with comments about her overreaching.
Because of past incidents, no one believed in her future.
The news of a mass exodus from Tianqi Media to Qiaoyi Media spread quickly.
Now, everyone was watching Shen Qingli’s misfortune, waiting for her downfall.
Xie Yi, seeing the time and the online discussions about Shen Qingli, was frantic with worry.
When his boss, Xie Jinchuan, finally finished his meeting, Xie Yi rushed over.
“Boss, something’s happened! Miss Shen’s situation isn’t looking good!”
When Xie Yi mentioned Shen Qingli’s troubles, Xie Jinchuan immediately moved to dash out.
Xie Yi hurriedly pulled him back.
“Boss, it’s not Miss Shen herself—it’s her company that’s in trouble!”
Xie Jinchuan frowned. “What’s going on?”
He took the tablet from Xie Yi and read the news.
When he saw Shen Qingli’s remarks about her relationship with him, his eyes flashed.
“This girl, honestly…”
He read her post, then glanced at the opening lines, his smile growing more indulgent.
“Don’t worry about me.”

He murmured softly, shaking his head in resignation.
Xie Yi noticed the rare smile on his boss’s face and was surprised.
“No need to intervene. The Xie Group doesn’t need to issue any statements.”
Xie Yi was stunned.
“Boss, are we sure we shouldn’t say anything? But Miss Shen’s situation is dire. If we do nothing, won’t…”
Xie Yi’s meaning was clear to Xie Jinchuan. He wasn’t unwilling to help, but if he stepped in, Shen Qingli would be furious with him.
He stuck to his stance. “She doesn’t want my interference. But, keep me updated on her situation at all times.”
Xie Yi could only nod in response.
Just as Xie Jinchuan was about to quietly check on Shen Qingli, his phone rang unexpectedly.
Seeing the caller, he frowned but answered.
“Xie Jinchuan, it’s me. You must have seen the news online?”
Rong Qiaoyi’s voice came through. Xie Jinchuan immediately thought of Qiaoyi Media.
“Ye Qingqing—is it your doing?”
Hearing his voice, Rong Qiaoyi’s lips curved into a slight smile.
“She’s with me now. There are things you want to know—just come, and I’ll tell you everything.”
Before he could respond, Rong Qiaoyi hung up.
Beside her, Ye Qingqing, who was absorbing souls, flashed a dark light in her eyes.
“Sister Qiaoyi, Shen Qingli must be running around like a headless chicken. Really, she’s no threat to us, right?”
With the last bit of energy absorbed, Ye Qingqing felt her strength return significantly.
She looked vibrant and radiant.
“Yes, without Xie Jinchuan, she’s naturally no threat.”
Rong Qiaoyi spoke, a cold gleam in her eyes.
Thinking of the grievances she suffered at Shen Qingli’s hands, she narrowed her eyes and immediately sent an anonymous message to the woman.
It was about her… and Xie Jinchuan.
Since the two hadn’t fully broken off, she decided to help things along.
She would make sure they completely misunderstood and parted ways for good!