Chapter 112: Public Execution of Utmost Shame

Mo Niannian didn’t even raise her head. "I'm busy, don't bother me."

The clingy man started again, calling out "Niannian~" over and over. His voice rose at the end, each inflection more alluring than the last. Seeing that Mo Niannian remained unresponsive, his hands began to wander, tracing a path up along her waist.

Before he could reach his intended destination, Mo Niannian slapped his hand away.

"Jiang Hu, do you want to see what a fist the size of a mortar feels like?"

"Niannian." Jiang Hu didn't say another word; he just looked at her with bright, shining eyes, a gaze that extinguished all the irritation in her heart.

Mo Niannian felt a headache coming on. "Get away from me. I'm taking care of business."

Jiang Hu looked wronged, clinging to her tightly. "You weren't like this before."

Mo Niannian paused. "What?"

"You used to be so good to me."

Mo Niannian was full of question marks, trying to figure out exactly what he considered "so good."

Jiang Hu pulled out his phone. The first thing that caught Mo Niannian's attention was the lock screen: a photo of them kissing. If she wasn't mistaken, it wasn't a film still, but the one Xiao Hua had taken.

Before she could awkwardly demand that he delete it, Jiang Hu opened their chat history and scrolled to the very beginning.

"There are 100 ways to be sweet: eating candy, and thinking of you 99 times a day."

"I don't know who the song is singing about, but everything I hear is you."

"You are the third most beautiful sight between the moonlight and the snow."

"I want to slide down big brother's nose bridge, swing on big brother's eyelashes, I want—"

Mo Niannian’s earlobes turned red. She snatched the phone from Jiang Hu. "Stop reading!"

A wave of shame washed over her. This was practically a public execution! Mo Niannian was so embarrassed she could have curled her toes into the floorboards.

Jiang Hu leaned in close, whispering into her ear, "Niannian doesn't need to think about it; right now, you can... do whatever you want."

The last few words rolled off his tongue, heavy with infinite seduction. His voice was low and husky, much like a fine musical instrument.

Mo Niannian pushed him away, her face burning. "Jiang Hu, get out of here!"

She still had work to finish.

Jiang Hu looked regretful, but couldn't help asking one more time, "Niannian, do you really not want to?"

Mo Niannian pointed at the door. "Now, immediately, disappear from my sight."

Jiang Hu left reluctantly, glancing back at her several times. Mo Niannian remained unmoved, so he finally departed with a sigh.

The System chimed in, sounding suspiciously excited. [Host, you’re blushing.]

Mo Niannian rolled her eyes. [It’s hot.]

[The indoor temperature is currently below twenty degrees.]

[Can’t I feel embarrassed hearing him recite that sycophantic drivel? Is that not allowed?]

[Fine, fine, of course it is.]

The System knew when to quit and went silent.

Mo Niannian calmed herself for a moment and returned to her work. She made several calls to the company executives, issuing a series of instructions. The firm’s elite team had been idle for too long; finally having something to do, they were more excited than ever, determined to pull off something big—like taking over other companies and becoming the industry leaders.

Everyone was eager, ready to tackle their respective parts. Keen observers in the industry sensed the shift and retreated from the battlefield, leaving it to Mo Niannian and the major giants. The threat posed by Mo Niannian grew increasingly clear, and once they realized her identity—with the Mo family as her formidable backing—no one dared to cross her.

The Mo family’s style had always been: Oh, you’re not convinced? Then we’ll throw money at you until you are.

They cursed themselves for not investigating thoroughly; they had no idea Jiang Hu was connected to the Mo family heiress. They were filled with regret.

Since Mo Niannian hadn't been in touch, and they couldn't reach her through any connections, they decided to show some "sincerity." The major companies issued public statements, claiming they had released the news without verifying the facts and were deeply sorry, offering apologies to both Mo Niannian and Jiang Hu.

They waited anxiously for a response. Several hours later, Mo Niannian posted court summons for the heads of all those companies. The list also included a slew of people who had slandered and abused Jiang Hu online.

Mo Niannian’s stance was clear: they had tried to destroy Jiang Hu and had poured fuel on the fire, and there was no way she was letting this slide.

The executives were furious. They felt they had shown their sincerity, yet Mo Niannian refused to accept it and had even taken them to court. They had been in the entertainment business for years; it wasn't like they lacked capital. Mo Niannian was just a little girl, after all. What could she really do?

They conferred and decided to go all in. If Mo Niannian wouldn't give them a way out, they wouldn't let her have an easy time either.

Did she really think those pieces of evidence gave her total control over them? Keep dreaming.

They issued another joint statement, claiming the incident was indeed due to their oversight in failing to verify the information. They insisted they had discovered the error and admitted it immediately, and had even tried to contact Jiang Hu and Mo Niannian privately. But because the pair was being relentless, they had no choice but to stand their ground.

With a few sentences, they cleared themselves of everything, pinning it all on "poor supervision." Instead, they managed to put Mo Niannian and Jiang Hu back in the hot seat.

The onlookers had been jumping around the "melon patch" for days, enjoying the drama immensely. Because there had been so many reversals, they had become smarter and refused to pick sides easily, simply waiting for the final outcome.

The battle between Mo Niannian and the entertainment giants was officially underway.

The System finally realized that if its host weren't so lazy, she would be far more capable than it was. Usually, she just couldn't be bothered to use her brain or put in the effort! If a problem could be ignored, she ignored it; if it had to be solved, she used brute force. If that didn't work, she just threw money at it.

But this time, she was serious.

The System found itself useless even for gathering information. It hugged itself in pity—it really was a waste of space.

The entertainment giants tried their usual tactics, attempting to smear Mo Niannian, but... there was simply no opening. Mo Niannian was the only daughter of the Mo family, and her personality was as good as it got among the wealthy elite. Her only hobby was the down-to-earth activity of being a fan. There was no dirt to be found on her, her company consisted of industry legends, and Jiang Hu was her only artist.

Try to target Jiang Hu? That was out of the question. Because of this incident, Jiang Hu’s entire history had been dug up, and there was absolutely nothing left to attack.

On the other hand, the giants were suffering: their own artists were caught in scandals, their own dirty laundry was being aired, and several partners had withdrawn their funding—all because of the Mo family’s meddling. With the massive mountain of the Mo family blocking their path, who dared to go against Mo Niannian?