Chapter Three: The Exile Comes Home

I exploited public anger about conflict between men and women.” The ratings reversed. By confessing, Wanqing would send herself to last place. Outside the camera frame, Bai Yi began to smile. Chenzhou took over. “She designed the scene. The Lu Night Council supplied the umbrella and the files on all four candidates. Here is the payment record.” The screen displayed a transfer from an offshore shell company to the Yong'an Theater. Wanqing stared at him; she had never seen that evidence. “The card contained no payment record,” Bai Yi murmured. “Of course it didn't.” Chenzhou turned to him. “You just told me that.” By the time Bai Yi realized his mistake, thirty million viewers had heard every word.