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The situation developed as I expected. Reports were escalating, and several Big Fans jointly demanded the company to dismiss Zhao Shusen.
At the event, while fans were taking pictures of Lin Jinhe, Zhao Shusen, whether intentionally or not, kept getting close to her—either fixing her hair or leaning affectionately against her shoulder. This small-scale disturbance among Lin Jinhe's fans was triggered by an argument between a Big Fan and Zhao Shusen, during which Lin Jinhe defended Xie Xingyun.
I knew that Big Fan. He was one of Lin Jinhe's earliest supporters, attending all her events when she was still unknown, cheering for her rain or shine, and picking her up at the airport while recommending her to everyone around him. He had previously followed a top girl group but was drawn to Lin Jinhe when he saw her practicing tirelessly for a shot in the rehearsal room.
The first post he made on the account he created for Lin Jinhe was a photo of her dancing when she was still nameless, captioned: "The resilience and determination within her radiate a vibrant life force, like a tender sprout breaking through the soil, persistently chasing after the sunlight."
It was disheartening to see Lin Jinhe hurt a fan who had supported her so much for the sake of Zhao Shusen, who had abandoned her back then. After reviewing the report submitted by my subordinate, I felt deeply disappointed in Lin Jinhe.
I called Lin Jinhe in for a talk. She seemed unable to accept my decision, frowning slightly as she said, "You were the one who made Shusen my assistant; why are you saying he should be fired now?"
I struggled to contain my anger. "Lin Jinhe, different periods require different strategies. Zhao Shusen is too high-profile. Have you forgotten that it was the fans who spent money supporting you and brought you to where you are now, not your Childhood Sweetheart?"
Lin Jinhe stared directly at me. I held her gaze without flinching until she suddenly broke into a mocking smile. To be honest, I had never seen Lin Jinhe smile so sarcastically before. She looked up at me and shifted her tone, “Xie Xingyun, are you deliberately trying to make my life difficult since we broke up?”
I was momentarily speechless. She continued, “First, you made me mentor newcomers, then you didn’t give me any resources to rest, and now you’re targeting Zhao Shusen over this trivial matter. Xie Xingyun, is this personal revenge?”
I fixed my eyes on her, leaning against the table. In that instant of realization, I understood why Lin Jinhe had posted that photo of herself looking unwell. She was testing my reaction.
With the newcomers shining in the spotlight, her recent work had revolved around bringing them into the limelight. This might have triggered a sense of crisis within her, prompting her to probe my feelings.
I scrutinized Lin Jinhe, gazing at this enigmatic and meticulous woman, and suddenly realized that I seemed to have never truly known her. Over the years, she had risen to prominence with my support, and even our romantic relationship might have just been a performance for her.
Perhaps she had always felt wronged and compromised, so when Zhao Shusen appeared, she didn’t hesitate to rekindle old flames from her youth.
As I stared at Lin Jinhe, it dawned on me that my initial infatuation with her might have merely stemmed from a youthful idealization. A cold smile crept onto my lips as I said, “Lin Jinhe, we are merely business partners. What I offer you are just suggestions; whether you take them is entirely up to you.”
She shot me a glance before getting up to leave. She had basked in her success for too long, perched high above everyone else, that she seemed to have forgotten who had helped elevate her to her current position.
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