After Spectating Gossip, the Entertainment Industry Thinks I’m a Big Shot – CH11

Chapter 11

Ever since seeing Yuan Qingqing’s reply, Qiao Ruoyao had been feeling a bit lost.

She had been a fan of Song Yang for years, spending nearly all her spare time and pocket money on supporting him.

In a way, Song Yang was her emotional anchor.

There was no way she could believe that he was the kind of scumbag who would hide his girlfriend in a suitcase to sneak her into a hotel.

Exactly!

She had followed Song-Song for years; if anyone knew what kind of person he was, it was her!

How could she doubt him over a few rumors?

Her gaze grew determined.

As for that so-called live room, she scoffed.

A million viewers to reveal the truth? That had to be a scam!

It was probably some shady influencer using disgusting tactics to drive traffic.

She wouldn’t let someone like that hurt her idol!

Clutching her phone, she was ready to expose the person’s malicious intent at any moment.

But then, the account suddenly posted a long thread on Weibo.

The post explained that Yuan Qingqing’s daughter had been stolen by a trafficker when she was a child, during a hospital visit. The trafficker had tried to board a train but, seeing the police doing an anti-trafficking check with railway security, abandoned the girl on the train.

The girl was later found by the police and sent to a nearby orphanage, where she was eventually adopted by her current foster parents.

The entire story was detailed, without any ambiguity.

It was as if the poster had witnessed everything firsthand.

The comments were filled with mockery:

[Hilarious. This story is so meticulously crafted; the poster should try writing novels. It’d be a hit.]

[This isn’t something to joke about. Even if the poster somehow knew that Qingjie lost her child, this is a painful wound for any mother. It’s too much!]

However, the person directly involved, Yuan Qingqing, was so shaken that she knocked over her tea.

It was true!

The story of her daughter Xiaoying being kidnapped was exactly as described in the post!

She had only known these details because the trafficker had been arrested a few years ago and had confessed to the whole incident.

But since the child was abandoned on the train so long ago, the police couldn’t trace which city she might have ended up in.

Over the years, Yuan Qingqing had visited orphanages in every city she went to, hoping to find some clue about her daughter.

Although the poster had hidden the name of the city and the orphanage, they knew the details so well that they might actually know where her daughter was!

Yuan Qingqing’s heart began to tremble.

After so many years of searching, it seemed that she was finally seeing a glimmer of hope.

In a rush, Yuan Qingqing replied under the Weibo post: [Please, tell me which city she’s in! I beg you!]

With that message, the netizens who had been joking around were stunned.

Given Yuan Qingqing’s status, there was no way she would cooperate with someone to create a scandal like this.

In other words, the post was true!

The blogger actually knew where Yuan Qingqing’s daughter was!

The users who had mocked the post earlier now felt ashamed; some left apologies under the post, while others quietly deleted their skeptical comments and changed their display names, trying to pretend as if nothing had happened.

Yuan Qingqing’s fans, who had only just learned that their idol had a daughter, were initially thrilled at the idea of a little princess joining the family. But that joy was short-lived, replaced by fury upon hearing that the princess had been trafficked and was now being mistreated by the scumbag Song Yang. Many fans rushed to Song Yang’s Weibo to confront him, but even more gathered under “Gossip System 10086,” begging the account to reveal the city where the little princess was located.

However, the blogger didn’t respond.

Just as Yuan Qingqing was on the verge of despair, her manager suddenly asked, “Qingqing, have you turned on your private messages?”

Yuan Qingqing came to her senses.

It wasn’t that the blogger didn’t want to tell her, but rather that they might want to protect her daughter’s privacy by sharing the information through a private message. However, as a celebrity, Yuan Qingqing, like most in her industry, usually kept her DMs closed.

Usually, she wouldn’t make such a basic mistake, but the news of her daughter had completely thrown her off balance.

As she hurriedly enabled her DMs, her assistant, who managed her studio’s social media, came rushing over. “Sister Qing, look at this!”

It was a message from Gossip System 10086.

The message was simple, containing only the name of a hospital.

*

Meanwhile, at Song Yang’s house, the atmosphere was tense.

His manager and assistant were making frantic phone calls.

Song Yang kicked over the coffee table in frustration. “Have you found out yet? Who leaked the information?!”

His manager, used to Song Yang’s unstable temperament, hesitated before saying, “It could have been a hotel staff member, but that doesn’t matter now. The priority is to control Xu Yin and make sure she doesn’t say anything.”

“By the way, where is she?”

Song Yang frowned, unconcerned. “Xu Yin has been disobedient lately, constantly resisting me. Last time I hit her a bit too hard and sent her to the hospital.”

The manager cursed under his breath and said, “I told you to be careful. If this gets out, you’re finished!”

Song Yang said confidently, “She won’t say anything.”

“What makes you so sure?” The manager glared at him. “The most important thing now is to distance yourself from Xu Yin…destroy any evidence of your relationship. Even if she speaks out later, you can just deny it.”

Although he was reluctant, Song Yang grudgingly agreed under the manager’s stern gaze.

Just then, the manager checked Weibo again and frowned, feeling a pang of unease.

Could Xu Yin actually be Yuan Qingqing’s daughter?

If that were true, they were in serious trouble.

If Yuan Qingqing found out what Song Yang had done to her daughter, she’d stop at nothing to ruin them both.

With her status in the industry, crushing them would be as easy as squashing an ant.

No, this couldn’t happen.

The manager immediately changed plans and told Song Yang, “Go to the hospital right now. Calm Xu Yin down, and if possible, take her away and hide her. Even if Yuan Qingqing traces her to the orphanage, it will take some time for her to reach us. Use this time to get Xu Yin in line. When the time comes, you can bring her to Yuan Qingqing.”

“If you play this right, you’ll be her son-in-law. She may hold some resentment, but for her daughter’s sake, she’ll tolerate you. Just think about all the resources Yuan Qingqing has. Once you’re in her good graces, you can have any role you want with just a word from her.”

As the manager laid out this enticing plan, greed began to show on Song Yang’s face.

“Got it. I’ll go right away.”

*

In the hospital.

Xu Yin struggled to sit up, slowly lowering her feet to the floor. Even this simple movement was agonizing, her face pale, large beads of sweat falling from her forehead.

A nurse entered and quickly stopped her. “Why are you getting out of bed?”

Xu Yin gave a small, embarrassed smile. “I just needed to use the restroom.”

After helping her back, the nurse noticed Xu Yin’s difficulty and couldn’t help but ask, “Don’t you have any family here to help you?”

Xu Yin hesitated, then shook her head bitterly.

The nurse, noticing a large bruise near Xu Yin’s eye and some swelling on her cheek—despite her pretty features underneath—felt a pang of sympathy. “Do you have any money? It might be best to hire a caregiver.”

Just then, a man wearing a mask and a baseball cap barged into the room.

Xu Yin’s face turned pale as she instinctively shrank back against the bed.

It was Song Yang.

He stormed over and roughly grabbed her by the collar. “Did you leak the news?!”

Xu Yin trembled, her hands raised defensively to protect her head.

The nurse, unable to bear it, stepped forward to stop him. “What are you doing? She just had surgery…”

But Song Yang shoved her aside without a second thought, glaring at Xu Yin. “Did you think that by spreading those things, you could get away from me?!”

The gentle face he usually showed was now twisted in rage, making him look terrifying.

Xu Yin was too terrified to speak and could only shake her head frantically.

“Bitch!”

He raised his hand, ready to hit her.

Xu Yin closed her eyes in despair, her face expressionless and exhausted.

Maybe if he beat her to death, she’d finally be free…

But the expected pain didn’t come.

Instead, she heard a fierce woman’s voice: “Stop!”

A loud thud followed, along with Song Yang’s scream of pain.

Xu Yin hesitantly opened her eyes and saw that the small hospital room was suddenly filled with people.

Song Yang was pinned to the floor by two tall bodyguards, struggling frantically.

Standing beside her bed was a beautiful, elegant woman whom she’d seen countless times on TV, now looking at her with a mixture of pain and compassion.

Yuan Qingqing looked at Xu Yin’s bruised and battered face.

Her eyes and face shape resembled her own, while her nose and mouth resembled her father’s.

When she was just a baby, Yuan Qingqing had spent countless moments gazing at that adorable little face, imagining how she would look as she grew up.

Her little girl, her precious princess, who should have grown up happy and loved, had instead suffered this way.

Yuan Qingqing could no longer hold back her tears. She didn’t dare embrace her, only gently held her hand, crying softly, “My Xiaoying, my baby, Mommy has finally found you…”

Xu Yin was stunned.

Everything in front of her felt surreal.

She had known that she wasn’t her parents’ biological child.

After her younger brother was born, her adoptive parents had turned cold toward her, often beating or scolding her. Later, they even tried to marry her off to a fool in exchange for a large dowry.

Then she’d met Song Yang by chance and was charmed by his gentle manners, thinking he might be her salvation.

But once she was with him, his violent nature gradually surfaced, and he began hitting her over the smallest things.

This time, he had gone so far as to break three of her ribs.

She had tried countless times to escape his grasp, only to be caught each time and subjected to even more severe beatings.

Her so-called “family” had even played the role of accomplices in all of this.

Whenever she was mistreated, Xu Yin would fantasize that her biological parents would somehow appear and rescue her.

But reality had let her down time and again until she finally gave up hope entirely.

Now that it was actually happening before her eyes, she felt no joy or relief, only a sense of bitter disbelief as if fate were once again toying with her.

She pressed her lips together and gently pulled her hand out of Yuan Qingqing’s grasp.

Yuan Qingqing paused, but when she saw the cautious expression on Xu Yin’s face, she immediately understood. It felt like a dagger had plunged into her heart.

She didn’t want to scare her daughter by forcing her, so she refrained from reaching out again.

But the rage within her was uncontainable.

After soothing her daughter, she turned her gaze toward Song Yang, lying on the floor like a beaten dog, with an icy, deathly look in her eyes.

“Take him out,” she ordered. “Don’t disturb the patient’s rest.”