Rebirth of the Entertainment Circle: Return of the Queen

Chapter 10 Memorial Service for the Queen

 She laughed because she wanted to repay him like this.

Looking at Lu Tao's shining eyes, her mood suddenly became better. People in the industry say that Xia Ling is difficult to serve and arrogant, but few people know that her arrogance and pickiness only target those mediocre idiots, but for those who truly love the entertainment industry and are willing to make unremitting efforts, she has always been Be respected and appreciated.

 It’s a pity that there are too few people like that.

 Fortunately, the big boy in front of me can be counted as one.

"It's in one of Xia Ling's MVs, and it's called "The Killing Abyss."" She raised her head slightly to look at him, her chin was delicate, and her hair was gently blowing in the cool breeze of early autumn. "The director slowed down the camera, and that side The kick is very clear.”

"So you learned it from Xia Ling's MV." Lu Tao suddenly realized, "No wonder, I never watch her MV. Her dance is too seductive and I don't like it... I didn't expect that she can also do giant loops." Lu Tao scratched his hair and turned to his two younger brothers, "Hey, when we go out later, buy me a Xia Ling CD. I want the song "The Killing Abyss"."

The two younger brothers were about to cry: "Brother Lu, look at this huge crowd of people. How can we get out?"

Looking around, Lu Tao realized that they had been completely surrounded by a crowd at some point. There were fans holding white daisies in front, left and right. At a glance, they could hardly see their heads. Now, it is difficult to move forward or retreat.

“Damn it.” Lu Tao cursed angrily.

Xia Ling also smiled bitterly. It was good. Now she no longer had to hesitate whether to leave or stay to watch. The crowd around her had already made the choice for her.

The music gradually faded away, and the memorial service officially began.

 Emperor’s programs have always been of extremely high quality, and this memorial service was even more refined. The venue selection, scenery, music, commentary, camera switching... every detail was impeccable. The guests have been carefully selected, and there are not many in number, but each one is full of weight. In addition to a few big names in the entertainment industry, they are also celebrities from all walks of life and political and business figures.

Xia Ling stood in the crowd and watched, feeling ironic. Didn't Pei Ziheng think that her status was not prominent enough and she was not worthy of marrying him? Why is it that now that she is dead, these important people have been invited to mourn her?

She knew very well that these people were only interested in Pei Ziheng's face and had no friendship with her, Xia Ling.

In her last life, she lived too openly and wantonly, offending everyone she could and could not offend. She guessed that if it weren't for her overwhelming power and prestige, not even half of the people would come to this memorial service. These people wouldn't applaud and applaud. It's already pretty good.

"Xia Ling's popularity is so good," Lu Tao still sighed at this time, with a look of envy on his face, "Look, there are so many famous people. If I can have such a grand scene when I die, I will die in peace."

Xia Ling: “…”

"Don't be like this, boss." Next to him, Lu Tao's younger brother looked disapproving, "Xia Ling died a violent death, don't you want to die a violent death too? I heard that it was a tragic death, with blood splattered all over the floor and brains all gone. Burst out..."

 “Bah, bah, bah, crow’s mouth.” Lu Tao said several times and stared.

 The younger brother smiled and closed his mouth.

"But speaking of it, how did Xia Ling die?" Lu Tao looked up at the live broadcast screen and held his chin with one hand, "It was such a strange death. Even if the stage was powered off at the time and there were supposedly protective fences, he shouldn't have slipped and fallen. Go...do you think it was murder? Someone deliberately wanted to kill Xia Ling?"

Xia Ling nodded slightly.

Of course it was murder. That concert was a commemorative concert for the tenth anniversary of her debut. When the power went out, she was standing alone on the stage singing the last encore. However, in the darkness, someone suddenly appeared. Someone stabbed her in the back of the heart with a knife and pushed her off the stage. Before she could even feel the pain, she fell to the ground, dead.

 As long as you see her body, you will easily discover the truth.

 The strange thing is that she has been dead for more than a month. Countless fans called on the emperor to announce the cause of her death, but the emperor only said that she died accidentally or committed suicide.

 They said nothing about the murder. Even the police and media seemed to have lost their collective voice and ignored the fans' speculation about murder.

 Sixteen years.

 From the time she was adopted by Pei Ziheng at the age of twelve to her death at the age of twenty-eight, it was a full sixteen years. In the past sixteen years, she had given him unreserved admiration, trust and love, but in the end, he did not seek justice for her death.

Xia Ling only felt sad. It was easy to guess the murderer - although she had offended many people, there was only one family that really wanted to kill her with such hatred and had the ability to carry it out. His fiancée’s family, the Wang family.

 But he kept the matter under wraps.

Why? She couldn't help but wonder, was it because the Wang family was noble? Unlike her, even if she becomes a diva that attracts everyone's attention, in the eyes of their rich and famous people, she is just an actor with a single life. If she dies, she will die.

 For a moment, she just felt heartbroken.

“Ye Xingling, Ye Xingling?” Lu Tao was calling her.

 She raised her head blankly: "What's wrong?"

"It's time I asked you what's wrong," Lu Tao said angrily, "You haven't responded for a long time and your face is still so bad. Could it be that you are sick?" He said, reaching out to touch her forehead.

She tilted her head slightly and said, "I'm fine."

"Really?" He took his hand back doubtfully, "If you feel uncomfortable, just say so. I will get you out even if I have to fight my way out. Otherwise, if something happens, I can't bear the responsibility. "

"I'm really fine." Xia Ling was somewhat relieved by his troubles and asked, "What did you ask me to do?"

"Ah," Lu Tao said, "I want you to see Chu Chen. Look quickly. He was Xia Ling's agent during her lifetime. I heard that he was the best agent in the industry. What do you think? Doesn't he look awesome? I don't know. Who will he be responsible for after Xia Ling dies? There are rumors in the world that the emperor is about to break his head in order to compete for this spot. "

 She looked towards the big screen, and sure enough, she saw Chu Chen.

At this time, he was wearing a pure black suit, with a white flower on his chest, and a solemn face: "Xia Ling's death may be an accident, or it may be suicide. I am very sad and blame myself. The doctor had already Just told me that she suffered from severe depression and that I failed to take good care of her, thinking that since she was receiving medication, nothing serious would happen..."

Xia Ling looked at the people on the screen, stunned, and suddenly wanted to laugh.

 Ha, depression, that’s ridiculous.

 The reason they came up with was really perfect.

 However, Xia Ling did not believe that Chu Chen knew nothing about the real cause of her death. Chu Chen held a high position in the emperor, was Pei Ziheng's most trusted confidant, and had a close relationship with her. There was no reason for him not to know about the stab wounds on her body.

 But he chose to remain silent.

  He is a businessman and always knows who is his boss. Even if he once took good care of her, it was only because she was his boss's appendage. Only she had once thought that they were friends.

Xia Yu is right, many people treat her just like beating a dog to watch its master.

 Then she saw Xia Yu.

 (End of this chapter)