【What happened to Ningning? And who is this Qin Guanyue?】
【So Ningning quit the industry at the peak of his career because this Qin Guanyue forced him?】
Ordinary fans rarely paid attention to the bosses of talent agencies unless those bosses were particularly scummy.
Previously, a top-tier idol star had exposed their agency’s contract bullying, sparking outrage among fans who raged online for days. But it had little effect—the agency held the contract tight and wasn’t afraid. In the end, the star paid a massive compensation fee to escape, and paid trolls kept flooding negative stories about them for a long time after.
Bai Yanning’s music was in the rock style. He looked refined and delicate, but his voice had explosive power. Because his genre was niche, his fanbase stayed relatively small.
When he suddenly quit the industry back then, his fans hadn’t understood, but it hadn’t sparked widespread discussion.
Just like with Jiang Shunnian years ago.
Qin Guanyue specifically targeted these minor celebrities, knowing they had no backing and were easy to bully.
This time, Bai Yanning stuck to his signature rock sound. Not only were the melodies mind-blowing, but the lyrics hit straight to the soul—nothing like the mass-produced bubblegum pop flooding the market. It was clear the artist had poured their heart into crafting these tracks. Upon release, the album shot straight to the top of the charts.
The info dropped during his livestream had fans and passersby searching who Qin Guanyue was.
Soon, someone dug up his details from the corporate registry.
He turned out to be a shareholder at Star Moon Entertainment, with controlling stakes in several other companies.
Then, insiders started leaking more.
【I’m kinda in the industry, spilling some tea quietly: this qgy is a real creep. He’s pulled the casting couch on tons of people—if you don’t play along, he forces you out. Some have even been driven to slit their wrists.】
【I can vouch, everything upstairs is true.】
Everyone knew hidden rules were rampant in entertainment, but most were consensual. Someone like Qin Guanyue forcing people out of the industry or to suicide? That was next-level vile!
The internet’s power was immense. Quickly, based on vague leads, netizens unearthed a list of celebrities who had mysteriously quit, including Jiang Shunnian.
Jiang Shunnian had a hit drama running now, plus Nono the nationally adored little CEO son—his popularity stayed sky-high, with fans surpassing 15 million. He was solidly a second- or third-tier actor.
His sudden exit four years ago had always been suspicious. With Bai Yanning ripping open this wound, everyone naturally wondered if Jiang had been coerced too.
【Shunnian had no connections or backing, and he’s so gorgeous—was he targeted by that rapist? Refused to submit, so he quit?】
【Holy shit qgy you animal, you think you can touch our Shunnian? Do us a favor and drop dead!】
【Old fans are dying here. Shunnian was about to blow up back then, then poof—gone. If not for that rapist qgy, he’d probably be drowning in awards by now!】
The internet went berserk. When Jiang Shunnian arrived on set that day, everyone’s gazes turned complicated—curious, pitying, regretful.
Director Zheng, in particular, didn’t yell at him for once. His tone softened by more than a notch.
Jiang Shunnian found it both funny and exasperating. He smiled and said, “Director Zheng, no need to worry. I’m fine. I didn’t suffer back then, and now I have roles to shoot. I’m lucky.”
Director Zheng sighed and patted his shoulder. “This industry really needs a cleanup.”
Jiang Shunnian worked hard, stayed humble and dedicated, and had real talent. Over this time together, Director Zheng had come to admire him greatly.
If not forced out, who knew what heights he might have reached? That was an actor’s most precious youth.
Jiang Shunnian had long anticipated the netizens digging into him—he’d even expected it.
When Fu Yanli laid out the plan, Jiang Shunnian saw his role: amplify the situation as much as possible.
Make it impossible for the Qin Group to control or suppress the outrage.
He wasn’t afraid of smears. He lived off his work. As long as he had roles, he had nothing to fear.
Fu Yanli had objected at first. Though Jiang was the victim, the internet was a cesspool—who knew if opportunists would attack him?
Even with Fu Group in his grip and endless wealth, Fu Yanli couldn’t silence every mouth. He hated the thought of Jiang facing malicious speculation or perversion.
But Jiang Shunnian said, “People with filthy minds will slander me no matter what I do. Why care about them? I’m the victim here—victims shouldn’t hide while perpetrators strut free. Blow this up, and the industry’s rot might actually change. Talented artists without backing, like me back then, won’t get crushed. We’ll get more great works in the future. Yanli, this matters.”
In that moment, Jiang Shunnian shone. His heart was so pure, so soft—like a priceless gem. Fu Yanli couldn’t help being drawn in.
Not everyone could face their dark past head-on, but Jiang Shunnian did.
Reading Fu Yanli’s heart, Jiang Shunnian’s eyes were clear yet resolute. “My courage comes from you.”
Fu Yanli gave him total security, so he feared nothing.
Fu Yanli finally relented but quietly called in Pei Corporation’s legal team. Anyone slandering Jiang Shunnian would get sued—every last one.
Pei Qingyi backed Jiang’s move too. With Pei and Fu in deep partnership, toppling the Qin Group meant gains for his cousin in business and for him in entertainment.
So amid the peak frenzy, Jiang Shunnian posted a long Weibo, laying bare his story from five years ago.
Jiang Shunnian V: To my caring fans and netizens, I’ve seen the discussions. Here’s my response: Yes, like Teacher Bai Yanning, I faced coercion. Even now, recalling it feels like my darkest moment. My trusted manager and assistant tried to pimp me out to some big shot—they spiked my drink. If I hadn’t stabbed my palm to stay alert and bolted, the consequences don’t bear thinking. But when I confronted them, they slapped me with a blacklist: no sleeping with the bigwig, no more roles ever.
Truth be told, I wanted to go down with them. I refused to yield, so I quit the industry for four years. Last year, my good brother Yu Yanchen gave me a shot at acting again. Thanks to author-cum-writer Teacher Ran Qing and Mingxia for saving roles for me. Thanks to my current boss, President Pei, for the family variety spot that brought me back into the spotlight.
You might remember I missed an episode of the variety show. Right before taping, that bigwig showed up on set hunting me, even trying to shove his nephew in as a flying guest—just because the kid said he liked Nono and wanted him as a playmate.
I was desperate and furious. To protect myself and Nono, I skipped it. I’m truly sorry, but I had no choice.
Luckily, things turned around. I never planned to air this publicly, but Teacher Bai Yanning’s bravery inspired me to speak.
Thanks for defending me, everyone. I fear no slander—my conscience is clear. I’ll own every word.
【Aaaah my Shunnian, you went through all that? I’m camping comments today—who dares trash him, I got you!】
【Old fans bawling. Qin Guanyue you beast, eyeing our Shunnian?!】
【Shunnian was only 22 that year!】
Jiang Shunnian scrolled the comments—no slander, just fans chasing off the rare troll. Fu Yanli’s lawyers sat idle.
With Jiang’s post, others stepped forward, riding the wave to share their truths.
They’d all been rising stars until Qin Guanyue snapped their paths.
How could anyone not hate him?
Qin Guanyue raged, smashing everything in sight. He never imagined Jiang Shunnian and Bai Yanning turning on him.
Were they insane? Unafraid of payback?
Teeth grinding, he fantasized wiping them out. But Qin Guanting sensed something off.
Bai Yanning’s album had Shixu backing—Fu Group’s subsidiary. Fu Yanli’s doing, no doubt.
From New Year’s to now, the families clashed, but Qin hadn’t always lost. He’d snatched deals from Fu Yanli, thinking him powerless. Then bam—Qin Guanyue exposed.
Qin Guanting scrambled to kill the hot searches, but the heat was too massive. Couldn’t even throttle Jiang’s Weibo.
If it kept going, it’d drag down the Qin Group.
Can’t suppress? Create a counter-hot search.
Jiang Shunnian was the biggest name—hit him.
Eyeing the tantrum-throwing Qin Guanyue, Qin Guanting held his patience. “You’ve been tailing Jiang Shunnian forever. Got any dirt to ruin him?”
Qin Guanyue clutched a blue-and-white porcelain vase, grinning. “Perfect timing. I’ve got just the thing.”
Years in entertainment hadn’t made him a total waste. Beyond that lover setup, he’d tailed Jiang more, snapping misleading pics.
Jiang Shunnian, get ready to crash and burn.
Jiang Shunnian was shooting his wrap scene when gasps erupted. Someone yanked a colleague to look; unrest spread. Director Zheng bellowed through the megaphone, but eyes stayed glued to Jiang.
Even assistant Li Hehe clutched her phone, anxious.
Jiang Shunnian’s brow furrowed. What now?
He blanked for a second; Director Zheng yelled cut. A crew member whispered to the director, showing his phone.
Jiang approached Li Hehe. “What’s up?”
“Shunnian bro, some woman online claims you abandoned her and the kid—’dump the mom, keep the son.’ Posted her pregnancy pics. Says you hooked up with President Fu after stealing the child for your comeback. Photos and video of you two dropping Nono at school.”
Jiang blanked, bewildered. Where’d this woman come from?
He took the phone, scanning the long Weibo. She’d “found” him drunk one night, took him home out of kindness—only for him to rape her. Got pregnant, reached out; he coldly demanded abortion. Her health was poor—abortion risked her life—so she birthed secretly.
Then somehow he learned, stormed in, snatched the kid, and vanished.
Screenshots from four years back.
She’d hunted everywhere for him, failing until spotting him on variety with the kid, playing single dad. Tracked him down to confront—found he’d latched onto Fu Group’s Fu Yanli, even having her child call him daddy.
Pics and video crystal clear: Fu Yanli holding Nono, Nono grinning at Jiang—like a perfect family of three.
One clip looked like Fu Yanli kissing Jiang’s cheek.
They looked anything but innocent.
Public opinion exploded again. Qin Guanyue issued a statement: he never coerced Jiang—Jiang threw himself at him, got rejected. Whatever came after was on Jiang. “Self-respect, please.”
【Lmao, knew there’d be a twist. Pitying a star raking seven figures a day? Hilarious!】
【Agreed. If Jiang was really forced, how’s he back with all these gigs? Don’t be dumb—he climbed a sugar daddy.】
【Never named the mom. He’s an actor, not an idol—own being married. Hiding screams shady.】
【Insider here: Jiang’s bedded tons of bigshots, caught something too. Filthy.】
Malicious comments hailed down on Jiang’s feed—trolls, haters, randos indistinguishable.
Director Zheng didn’t believe it. He trusted his own eyes—Jiang Shunnian was absolutely a pure and upright man.
But the crew’s gazes toward Jiang Shunnian had all changed, especially since they knew the drama had Fu Yanli’s investment.
Director Zheng walked up to Jiang Shunnian and asked if he wanted a break to figure out how to respond.
Jiang Shunnian was indeed a bit dazed by the sudden bombshell, but he wasn’t panicking. Nono was his own child, after all—no one could slander that.
Figuring out a response was tricky, though. He needed to discuss it with Fu Yanli first.
The set was all prepped, and they were burning through funds every day. Jiang Shunnian didn’t want his personal mess to hold up filming. “Director Zheng,” he said, “this bombshell is absolutely fake. I’ll clear it up after talking it over with my family. Don’t worry—I won’t let my issues drag the drama down. We’ll shoot today’s scenes as planned. I’m good.”
Director Zheng peered into Jiang Shunnian’s eyes. There wasn’t a hint of evasion. He was a good judge of character, so he nodded. “Alright. Take a few minutes to pull yourself together, and we’ll keep rolling.”
Fu Yanli got the news right away too. He rushed straight to Fu School to pick up Nono. Sure, the school was full of Fu Corporation employees’ kids, but Fu Yanli wasn’t about to risk any loose lips.
He called Jiang Shunnian at the same time, but the assistant picked up. Jiang Shunnian was still filming.
Fu Yanli sighed helplessly. What a little acting maniac—even now, he keeps the cameras rolling.
He buckled Nono in and drove off to pick up Jiang Shunnian.
Meanwhile, the internet had erupted into total chaos.
Jiang Shunnian’s fans refused to buy it. They knew exactly what kind of person he was. But the hate comments were flooding in too fast—they couldn’t fight back.
And they were dying to know who Nono’s mother really was.
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