"Then what do you mean?" Wen Ya's voice was cold.
"I think Wen Ya can't even compare to a single strand of your hair. She deserves so many fans, it's just bad luck. Why don't I help you get rid of her?" she asked.
Wen Ya's pretty face remained impassive. She picked up the beer bottle and placed it in front of her, her voice chilling, "Drink it."
"Huh?" The other person was confused.
"Or, do you want me to splash this beer on your face?" Her voice grew colder.
The minor celebrity immediately sensed something was amiss.
Wen Ya shouldn't hate Wen Yan, her half-sister? But her expression seemed completely different.
Reluctantly, she drank the beer. By the end, she felt like she was going to vomit, but she dared not stop.
Finally, she was rushed to the hospital. As she was carried away, Wen Ya didn't even blink.
Meanwhile, William, following the sound of singing, had returned to An Xi Leng's private room. As he walked in, he saw the translator holding a microphone and singing. The ambient lights shone on her, and her beautiful voice filled the room. At this moment, she was as dazzling as a goddess.
William quietly entered and sat down, watching her sing without moving.
This voice...
It was completely different from when she spoke.
Although her speaking voice was pleasant, she was even more captivating when she sang. Her clear and beautiful voice was like the purest spring water, directly submerging his entire heart.
The song ended.
He hadn't snapped back to reality yet.
Wen Yan was the first to notice William's return. "Mr. William, you're back?"
How strange, she thought he wouldn't return.
"Yes, I bumped into a friend and chatted for a while. I apologize for making you wait," William said with a smile, his voice much gentler, his eyes even filled with excitement. "Have you studied singing?"
"I taught myself."
"Your singing voice is too perfect. You shouldn't be a translator here; you should be a singer," William exclaimed excitedly.
"Thank you for the compliment." Wen Yan felt a little embarrassed.
"I'm serious," William's gaze never left Wen Yan. "I've decided to sign with your company, but I have one condition!"
"Please, go ahead."
"I hope that during my time in Hai City, I can often hear you sing." After speaking, William realized his wording might be a bit off and quickly explained, "What I mean is, when you have free time, we can go to KTV and sing together. Your singing voice is truly captivating; it's the most beautiful voice I've heard in Hai City."
Wen Yan was a little surprised. She hadn't expected William to have such a request.
She glanced at An Xi Leng. An Xi Leng thought for a few seconds and nodded. Wen Yan then said, "Okay."
William's eyes lit up. "That's wonderful."
"Mr. William, do you really like listening to songs?" Wen Yan asked tentatively.
"Yes, I really like people who can sing. I think they are very romantic. Singing is the most beautiful thing in the world; it can easily heal all unhappiness," William said with a dreamy expression.
Wen Yan understood.
Everyone had their own spiritual sustenance.
Some found it in books, some in games, some in music...
"Actually, I have an account online where I occasionally live-stream singing. If you're interested..."
"Quick, tell me!" William urged impatiently.
Wen Yan told William. After following her, William discovered she already had tens of thousands of fans, which made him admire her even more. He then invited her to sing, and Wen Yan sang several songs.
Time ticked past midnight, and William finally bid farewell with reluctance.
Stepping out of the KTV, the cold wind blew, and Wen Yan felt her mind instantly clear.
An Xi Leng: "You worked hard today. I didn't expect your singing to be so beautiful, and you even won over William. This project is truly thanks to you."
"Mr. An is too kind. It's your company, Anta, that has the strength. William is a businessman; he will definitely consider the pros and cons," Wen Yan replied neither subserviently nor arrogantly.
An Xi Leng gazed at the girl's delicate face, a strange emotion stirring in his chest.
This was very different from the feelings he had experienced before.
At this very moment, he just wanted to hold the girl in his arms.
With that thought, An Xi Leng acted.
Wen Yan froze for a moment, but before she could react, An Xi Leng had already let go of her.
"Thank you for solving my urgent problem," An Xi Leng quickly found an excuse for his impulsive action, then added, "As agreed, I will give you double the price this time."
"Okay." Wen Yan also calmed down.
Although An Xi Leng offered this explanation, she still felt something was not quite right, so she refused his offer to drive her home and prepared to take a taxi.
An Xi Leng didn't insist. However, as he sat in his car and looked through the rearview mirror, he suddenly saw Wen Yan, who was standing by the roadside waiting for a taxi, being forced into a black van.
His eyes suddenly changed.
"Quick, follow that black van!"
The driver immediately started the car.
An Xi Leng directed, "Be careful, don't let them notice us."
Late at night, the roads were sparsely populated, making it easy to be detected while trailing.
An Xi Leng's charming face turned extremely cold. Wen Yan had recently sent her cousin to prison; it seemed the Li family had no intention of backing down!
He didn't even realize how furious he was.
The van, however, didn't stop.
An Xi Leng realized they might have been discovered and instructed the driver, "Turn right ahead, then go straight. They should be heading over the bridge; we'll take the old bridge."
The driver followed his instructions.
In the dark night, the blue Lamborghini was exceptionally conspicuous on the road.
The thugs in the van noticed it.
"This Lamborghini seems to be following us." The driver said.
"You're overthinking it. Why would a luxury car like this follow us?" The passenger in the front seat stared, sighing, "Ah, this car must be at least five million. Damn it, why are they so rich? Where does all that money come from?"
"They were born into it. But once we finish this job, we'll have money, and we guys can have a good time again!" The man in the back laughed heartily, glancing at the woman with her head covered beside him.
Wen Yan's hands were tied, her head covered, and her mouth gagged. She couldn't see or speak, and her body was cold.
Just then, the passenger said, "The Lamborghini is gone. I told you, they definitely weren't following us."
The driver breathed a sigh of relief and accelerated sharply, heading towards their base.
They crossed the bridge and soon arrived at an old house in the suburbs.
They dragged Wen Yan into the house and removed her hood. Wen Yan saw the faces of several thugs and cried out.
One of them removed the gag from her mouth. Wen Yan quickly said, "Who are you? Why are you doing this to me?"
"Haha, those are familiar lines. Unfortunately, you probably won't get an answer," one of them suddenly pulled out a shiny dagger and drew it across her cheek. A chill crawled up Wen Yan's spine, and her whole body trembled.