She dominates the entertainment industry with her disaster system

"Well... Teacher Bian has been sent to the hospital for treatment. Lingxi has just finished taking a statement. We are still with the police." Zhang Wenya got out of the car and communicated calmly with the brand on the phone. "I'm sorry, tomorrow's advertising shoot may have to be postponed for a day. My artist is not in a good condition now..."

The second half of her sentence was interrupted by a sudden clicking sound, followed by the friction sound of the car braking suddenly.

Su Lingxi looked through the glass window into the yard of the police station - a pair of red-soled high heels at least 10cm high first caught her eye, which were rumored to be standard equipment for female soldiers.

The next second, the car door closed, and Ruan Tang, dressed in a grey coat, walked quickly into the police station. His black trousers fluttered in the wind, occasionally revealing a hint of red on the soles of his shoes.

"Are you OK?" Ruan Tang walked straight into the lounge and took off his sunglasses. "On the way here, I heard Jia Jia tell me about your situation. You weren't injured, and no one was killed. Why do you look so distraught?"

"Teacher, aren't you in Shanghai?" Su Lingxi looked at her blankly, obviously not reacting yet.

She remembered that Ruan Tang had just flown to Shanghai the day before to discuss a new script, so why did she suddenly come to Shancheng...

Zhang Wenya and Qi Jiajia, who were standing beside her, also looked at Ruan Tang in surprise.

What's going on? The boss actually came in person? Didn't Sister Yang say when she called before that we could just leave it to the two of them?

Ruan Tang didn't rush to explain. He pulled out a chair and sat down before speaking in a deep voice, "If you have a private jet, it won't be difficult to go anywhere you want."

"Today's incident is neither big nor small. Since it has been reported to the police station, I have to come and take a look before I can feel at ease."

Seeing the teacher rushing here for her in such a hurry, Su Lingxi felt a little sad for some reason.

"Come on, tell me, how is the situation going?" Ruan Tang asked calmly, "Have you finished taking notes?"

Zhu Hanqiu nodded and said, "We just finished. The police and the mediator asked us if we wanted to reach a settlement... Sister Lingxi refused."

Ruan Tang nodded slightly: "Where is the perpetrator? What's the situation?"

"He is a local of Shancheng. He heard a few months ago that the crew would stay in this hotel, so he applied for the job as a waiter. After joining the company, he often took advantage of his job to get close to the underground garage and secretly observed our comings and goings." Zhu Hanqiu said word by word with a trembling voice.

These words were spoken by the stalker himself when he was recording his statement. Just repeating them makes people feel scared - such a stalker with an extreme personality has been lurking around them, but they are completely unaware of it!

"The situation is now very clear. The perpetrator's behavior is enough to constitute the crime of intentional injury. There is no possibility of mediation. Let the police speed up the case." Ruan Tang tapped the screen of his mobile phone. "I have also contacted the lawyer. Even if he refuses to accept the appeal, we will fight to the end."

As she spoke, she turned to look at Su Lingxi again, looking straight into her eyes, as if she wanted to see into her heart, "Lingxi, when you meet this kind of person, don't be afraid. The first thing you should do is fight back."

"Only by making him suffer will he and those potentially dangerous people out there realize how powerful they are and know who to mess with and who not to mess with."

"So-called decency is useless in this situation, and it's even more useless to be cautious - you just need to use legal weapons to solve this trouble, and it doesn't matter if you are a little ruthless."

It is undeniable that Ruan Tang's words did give Su Lingxi an unprecedented sense of security.

The fear in her heart gradually faded away.

"But..." Su Lingxi hesitated and spoke. She thought of the paparazzi squatting outside the police station yard, "In terms of public opinion..."

It goes without saying that those people would exaggerate the incident.

Ruan Tang smiled softly and held her shoulders. "We have surveillance footage and the injury report. You and Bian Xu are definitely the victims. What's wrong with being tough?"

"Does the victim have to accept mediation and forgive the perpetrator? This is not the era of victim-blaming."

Ruan Tang's eyes were firm, powerful, and tolerant, and they promptly brought back the courage that had briefly disappeared from her heart due to panic.

Yes, she is the victim. Just because she is a star, does she have to compromise for the sake of face?

Are you afraid of netizens' comments? Or are you afraid of affecting your reputation?

With each question, Su Lingxi's usual meticulous thinking gradually returned to normal: on the contrary, in order to reduce the probability of similar incidents happening again, she must find a way to convey the fact of filing a case today to the public.

When the cost of doing something is too high, most people will choose to stay away from it.

Any normal person would think it is not worth it to have a criminal record or even go to jail just to satisfy one's perverted desires.

"Then shall we fly directly back to the capital now? It shouldn't be convenient to adjust the time for tomorrow's shooting, right?" Su Lingxi took a deep breath and looked at Zhang Wenya.

"Then you are wrong. GUCCI is eager to renew the contract with you and is eager to find an opportunity to show its goodwill." Zhang Wenya said with a smile, "I only explained it briefly and they agreed very readily."

The topic instantly became more relaxed, and Su Lingxi followed her and curled the corners of her lips, "Well, it seems that today is a blessing in disguise for me. I got a whole day off for free."

"How can there be a whole day? You have to go to the hospital with me tomorrow morning to visit Teacher Bian." Ruan Tang picked up the injury assessment report and gestured to her, "According to the test, the patient has neurological symptoms after head trauma, and the cumulative scalp wound is more than 8 cm..."

"Luckily his injury is only minor, otherwise we would owe him a big favor that we can't repay."

Su Lingxi forced a smile and said, "Now...it seems like I owe him a big favor."

Ruan Tang glanced at her and couldn't help laughing: "What? Are you so guilty that you don't dare to go to the hospital to see people?"

"That's not the case." After struggling for a moment, Su Lingxi decided to tell him frankly: "I just don't know how to thank him."

At the wrap party, Bian Xu's love for her had risen to 40%.

Su Lingxi remembered that the system said that 15% was an ordinary liking, 30% was an ambiguous liking, and it would only mean liking if it increased to 40%.

40% is a critical point.

She knew what he wanted, but she couldn't give it to him, nor did she want to.

She was destined not to be able to respond to his feelings.

"Love is not an emotion that arises from being touched. I think he should understand this." Seeing the tangle in her expression, Ruan Tang said slowly: "You went to visit him to thank him for his helpful behavior at a critical moment. It has nothing to do with anything else."

"You know the media's attention to this matter, even if I don't tell you. We must do our best."