After returning to her room, Sun Ling watched as Jing Yizhou took off his soaking wet shirt and tossed it onto a chair. She instinctively looked down, avoiding the intentionally displayed abs. "What you did just now was really childish," she said. "I’m childish?" Jing Yizhou said irritably as he sat on the sofa, "If I hadn’t seen, that child would have been gone. To think, with such an irresponsible mother, maybe it’s better off." "You’re just speaking out of anger." Jing Yizhou could not deny it. It seemed this was the first time he had been angry in front of Sun Ling, and it was over a five-year-old child. "Sit down for a while. I’m going to take a shower and change my clothes," Jing Yizhou said, getting up from the sofa. "Um... I can go back to my room, and we can discuss this later tonight," Sun Ling said somewhat awkwardly. However, just as she had risen from the sofa, Jing Yizhou pulled her close, and her petite figure was immediately enveloped by his pheromones. "Sister, you’re in such a hurry to leave... Could it be that you’re afraid you won’t be able to control yourself?" "You..." Sun Ling pushed Jing Yizhou away slightly, "I just thought you were commendable, someone I could rely on, and now you’re messing around again." "So this is how sister evaluates me in her heart." Jing Yizhou deliberately leaned in closer to Sun Ling. "Stay away from me," Sun Ling said, visibly upset. "Alright." Jing Yizhou stepped back two paces and then made a surrendering gesture. Taking the opportunity, Sun Ling broke free and, despite the raging storm outside, dashed back to her own room, her cheeks still flushed with heat. It was unclear whether Jing Yizhou was too dangerous, or Dr. Sun was too lonely. Sun Ling ran into the bathroom to cool herself down, and after a long while, her heart finally calmed. No, she needed to hurry up and clarify the matter regarding her despicable father. After making up her mind, Sun Ling calmed down. However, it wasn’t long before she received a call from Shi Lan. "You’ve just left, and clearly you haven’t taken care of personal matters, but I think your vacation ends tomorrow," Shi Lan said. "What happened?" Sun Ling asked. "One of your artists under H nationality made an inappropriate remark that has been picked up by netizens, and now it’s blowing up. Since it involves a particular aspect, you need to return and coordinate with the H-country side. The trouble now is that your artist is innocent, but the account he used is indeed not." Hearing this, Sun Ling realized the severity of the situation and immediately promised Shi Lan, "The weather is bad here in Thailand, but I’ll try to get the fastest flight." "This is your first time dealing with a crisis PR situation on your own, so I didn’t handle it right away; I wanted to leave it to you to gain some experience. And because this is your task, I won’t interfere," Shi Lan said over the phone. "Are you confident?" Updates are released by 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝·𝘧𝙞𝙧𝙚·𝔫𝔢𝔱 "Boss, I’ll handle it as best I can." Initially, an artist involved at this level should have immediately come forward to announce a ban. Although according to Shi Lan’s style, he would definitely be sent back to his country to fend for himself, Shi Lan thought of the invaluable opportunity to properly sharpen Sun Ling’s abilities, so she let the situation unfold freely. It would all depend on whether Sun Ling could settle down and think of the perfect response plan. After hanging up the phone, Sun Ling immediately opened a web page to check the domestic news. The situation was still fermenting, and the calls for boycott had not entirely surfaced. But she did not know the artist’s condition, and without any emergency plans, she couldn’t do much. Some things couldn’t be clearly explained over the phone, and she needed to see him in person to know whether he was lying. The storm continued for two hours, after which the coastline became calm. Sun Ling booked all the tickets for her departure tomorrow, then went out to find Jing Yizhou. "I’ve made some changes as you requested; come and take a look?" Unexpectedly, after changing his clothes, Jing Yizhou was seriously working in his room. Sun Ling leaned in, smelled the fresh wood scent, and looked down at the bright screen: "You’ve combined my ideas with the boss’s." "Each of you has strengths and weaknesses, of course I took the essence," Jing Yizhou explained, "This way it meets the needs of different levels." "It seems I can leave tomorrow with peace of mind," Sun Ling said. "Something happened back home, I need to rush back and handle it." "It concerns my career," Sun Ling said self-deprecatingly. "Taking this opportunity, I have something I want to ask you."