She Died Once

Chapter 4 Confessions

"I am deeply sorry to appear in front of fans and the public in this manner. The video released by Sanyu Studio is true. Sang Shuo Night never forced me into any exchange of power or favors. It was always my own ambition to become famous, which led me to choose Mo's Entertainment Prince as my ladder to success. Even if it meant helping him deal with Sang Shuo Night, I became the final straw that broke the camel's back. I won’t issue an apology because I know there’s no way to fix things now. By the time you see this post, I will have already turned myself in to the authorities. I’ve made many mistakes, but this time, I want to make things right for Sang Shuo Night."

Immediately following this post were two images.

The first was a shattered crystal ball ornament, and the second was a photo of Lin Yiying with Sang Shuo Night.

In the photo, Sang Shuo Night had a gentle smile, her eyes exuding warmth and tolerance. Lin Yiying stood beside her, looking youthful and unpolished, resembling a recent graduate more than the mature, confident woman she was now.

"I regret everything. Now, I only want to face the consequences. How could Sang Shuo Night, looking so innocent in the photo, ever imagine that this artist would be the one to strike her down?"

The comments on social media were divided. Some expressed sympathy for Sang Shuo Night, while others aimed their anger at Lin Yiying.

However, Lin Yiying was no longer interested in defending herself. As she sat in the interrogation room of the public security bureau, she felt a sense of relief she hadn’t experienced in years, since stepping into the world of fame and fortune.

When the news of Lin Yiying’s surrender reached Mo Snapdragon, he was on the phone with Old Mr. Mo.

On the other end, Old Mr. Mo already knew everything about the crimes and scolded his grandson mercilessly.

"How could the Mo family produce such an ungrateful child like you?" Old Mr. Mo, seventy years old, his body frail, yet still burdened with the responsibility of his descendants, continued his tirade, "You’ve lived extravagantly since you were a child, and that’s fine—Mo family wealth can ensure you live well for a lifetime. You’ve been given everything on a silver platter. Mo's Entertainment Company, fame, and fortune were all yours, but you never knew when to stop! You've ruined so many lives, yet you still don’t learn! You’re involved in taking lives now—do you think I don’t know?"

"How many young stars, just starting their careers, have been destroyed in your hands? How many companies have closed because they offended you? You think I don’t know?" Old Mr. Mo’s voice was filled with hatred, and he barely restrained himself from lashing out at his unworthy grandson, "I’ve dealt with outsiders for you, but what about Sang Shuo Night? You’ve known her since childhood! She called you ‘brother,’ and now you lay your hands on her?"

When the old man mentioned Sang Shuo Night, Mo Snapdragon’s desire to retort evaporated.

Finally, someone was opening up the old wound in front of him. Beneath the bandage, the skin was infected, and the pain of seeing it exposed was almost unbearable.

How could he have done it? Why had he been so cruel back then? Why had he cut off Sang Shuo Night's path, driving her to the edge of destruction? Why hadn’t he realized that she was like a sister to him, someone he had watched grow up?

"Grandpa, I never wanted to push her that far…" Mo Snapdragon’s sharp edge softened, and for the first time, he shared the buried feelings with the only person he trusted—his grandfather, "I never meant it… I just wanted to teach her a lesson. Ji Yue and I felt she had been bullying me for years, and I wanted to help him. I didn’t expect… I didn’t expect her to end up like this."

"Mo Snapdragon, how could I have such a foolish grandson?" Old Mr. Mo sighed in frustration, "Do you really think Sang Jiyue is a good person?"