Tang Yiyi ran to the rooftop and stopped only when she reached the edge.
It was almost nine in the evening, and the sky had completely darkened.
Tang Yiyi steeled herself and stood on the railing.
Below her was the height of the twentieth floor.
A fall from there would surely shatter her to pieces.
Seeing this, Tang Ye's heart leaped into his throat.
"Yiyi, come down quickly. It's dangerous up there, come down!"
Tang Yiyi turned to look at Tang Ye, crying and shouting hysterically.
"Don't come over!"
At this point, Tang Ye dared not approach, lest he provoke Tang Yiyi further.
He stopped in place, at a loss.
"Yiyi, don't get agitated. Listen to your second brother and come down quickly."
Tang Yiyi cried, on the verge of collapse.
"I can't even show my face anymore. I have to live in fear of being discovered and targeted every time I go out."
"What's the point of me living? I might as well die! Wuwuwu..."
"I'm in so much pain every day. Even you won't help me. I really don't want to live anymore, wuwu..."
...
Tang Ye had a similar experience with the pain of cyberbullying.
Tang Yiyi was so distraught that she was considering suicide, which showed how much pain she was in.
"Yiyi, don't do this. Come down quickly."
Tang Yiyi shook her head violently, crying harder and harder, unable to stop.
Fearing that Tang Yiyi would jump, Tang Ye, in his desperation, could only try to calm her down first.
"I'll help you. I'll definitely help you clear your name from these rumors."
"Come down quickly, Yiyi, I'll help you!"
As he spoke, Tang Ye cautiously approached Tang Yiyi.
He grabbed Tang Yiyi and pulled her down from the railing.
"Yiyi, calm down. Let's go back."
Tang Ye pulled Tang Yiyi back to the small apartment.
Tang Yiyi was still sobbing, her body trembling.
"Second brother, you... you're not deliberately deceiving me, are you? You really... you really will help me?"
What was said couldn't be unsaid.
Afraid that Tang Yiyi might attempt suicide again, Tang Ye could only nod at that moment.
"I will help you. I'll find a way to contact a professional PR firm tomorrow."
Hearing this, Tang Yiyi finally stopped crying.
"Second brother, you must help me, or I really won't be able to live."
She had already threatened with her life, so how could Tang Ye stand idly by?
However, Tang Ye didn't have much confidence.
"I'll do my best."
Tang Ye, not wanting to leave Tang Yiyi alone, notified a few brothers about Tang Yiyi's suicide attempt before he left.
Tang Xu, being a doctor, thought of prescribing more medication to help Tang Yiyi.
...
Tang Ye returned to the agency's dormitory and began to deal with Tang Yiyi's scandal.
Some time had passed since Tang Yiyi's incident, and the best window for public relations had passed.
It was very difficult to turn the situation around.
Tang Ye used his own money to hire a professional publicist and quickly devised a plan.
One day, Tang Ye appeared on a variety show.
There was a segment where contestants had to call their siblings to borrow money.
A male artist named Sun Ye, who was also on the show, called his sister.
"Sister, I'm out of money. Can you lend me some?"
His sister on the other end of the phone replied impolitely, "What did you say before that?"
"Just 'sister'."
"Oh, you've got the wrong number."
* * *
Sun Ye's sister hung up the phone impolitely and disowned him.
"Hahaha..."
Sun Ye not only failed to borrow money from his sister but also lost one.
The comical scene made the audience burst into laughter.
Even the host teased, "It seems Sun Ye has borrowed money from his sister quite often."
Sun Ye nodded awkwardly.
The host then asked, "So, Sun Ye, have you paid your sister back?"
Sun Ye, abandoning his idol image, said, "Besides my sister, who else can I scam?"
"The main thing is, even if I don't pay her back, she'll still be clinging to me whenever I go home, calling me 'brother' this and 'brother' that."
"If I call again, she'll definitely lend it to me."
The host said "Oh" and, holding the microphone, asked the audience for their opinion.
"Does everyone want to give Sun Ye another chance to borrow money?"
"Yes!"
With the audience's overwhelming support, Sun Ye dialed his sister's number again.
"Sister, it's your big brother."
This time, his sister didn't hang up.
"How much do you need?"
Hearing this, Sun Ye's face lit up with a smug look.
"Two thousand."
...
In the end, Sun Ye borrowed money from his sister.
Afterward, it was Tang Ye's turn.
The host asked, "Tang Ye, do you have the confidence to borrow two thousand yuan from your sister?"
The thought of Tang Yiyi made Tang Ye nod confidently.
Tang Ye dialed Tang Yiyi's number.
"Yiyi, I need to borrow two thousand yuan urgently."
For the sake of the show's effect, the call was broadcasted aloud.
When the live audience heard Tang Ye say "Yiyi," they became restless.
"Yiyi? Isn't that Tang Yiyi, the mistress?"
"Tang Yiyi is Tang Ye's half-sister. Their family is quite complicated."
"Seriously, why is Tang Ye still associating with someone like that slut Tang Yiyi? It's so disappointing."
"I'm going to unfollow. This is too disgusting."
...
Tang Yiyi, on the other end of the phone, hesitated before answering.
"Second brother, I don't have money. Why don't you ask our third brother?"
Tang Yiyi directly refused Tang Ye and even suggested he borrow from Tang Xu.
This was even more hurtful than hanging up the phone.
Tang Ye, who had been so confident, was utterly defeated by Tang Yiyi.
The show's intended effect was completely lost.
At this moment, Tang Yan's assistant suddenly rushed onto the stage and whispered to Tang Ye.
"How could you call Tang Yiyi? Do you know what the consequences will be?"
"I've already spoken with the director to re-record this, and it's only out of respect for Sister Zhen. You are absolutely forbidden to call Tang Yiyi again this time, understand?"
Tang Ye had known about this segment in advance, and calling Tang Yiyi was a deliberate act.
His goal was to use his fame to stir up Tang Yiyi's scandal again.
Then, the publicist could start the whitewashing process.
Listening to the whispers from the audience, Tang Ye knew his objective had been achieved.
During the re-recording, Tang Ye couldn't call Tang Yiyi anymore and reluctantly dialed Tang Xiaomin.
"Hello."
Tang Xiaomin's cold voice echoed from the other end of the phone.
"I... I'd like to borrow some money."
...
Tang Xiaomin was unaware that Tang Ye was on a show.
She was confused, wondering if Tang Ye had lost his mind.
"We're family, aren't we? Why should I lend you money?"
Tang Xiaomin's icy words resounded through the venue.
The audience gasped, as this was clearly not Tang Yiyi's voice from before. If it wasn't Tang Yiyi, then it must be Tang Xiaomin.
Tang Xiaomin had successfully acquired Tang Corporation and completed her transformation, currently riding a wave of popularity.
Labels like "young and promising" and "wealthy tycoon" were attached to her, so she certainly wasn't short of money.
She hadn't expected that Tang Ye's relationship with Tang Xiaomin was also strained.
Due to the live recording, Tang Ye couldn't hang up or argue with Tang Xiaomin.
He had to force a smile and follow the script, just like the previous guests.
"It's just two thousand, so tell me, are you lending it or not?"