Do you need a backup for Unit 4?

“No need, I don’t live far from here.”
Putting away her previously pitiful demeanor, Su Yunjin smiled at Wang Tao and Shao Xinghui.
Her hotel was close by, only four or five minutes’ walk through a shortcut, so there was no need to trouble anyone.
Besides, the moment Shao Xinghui asked, Su Yunjin had already noticed the unhappy expression on Shao Xinghui’s assistant’s face.
Shao Xinghui’s assistant wasn’t an entertainer; his facial expressions weren’t well managed, and at this point, he clearly didn’t even care to manage them.
“Shao, we still have to catch a flight soon. We’re running out of time.”
Seeing Shao Xinghui about to offer again, the assistant spoke up hastily.
“Didn’t this show reserve three hours?”
Shao Xinghui turned and asked, surprised.
“But there was traffic today, and it’s still a ways from here to the airport. Better early than late,” the assistant replied.
Shao Xinghui wanted to say more, but in the end, he nodded. “All right, I’ll leave first, then.”
“Mm, goodbye.”
Su Yunjin waved at Shao Xinghui.
On Wang Tao’s side, his agent urged, “Tao, let’s go too. Maybe we can catch another appointment today.”
“Yunjin, are you sure you don’t need me to take you?”
Wang Tao asked Su Yunjin once more.
She shook her head firmly. “No, it’s all right.”
“Okay, then. Take care. I’ll head out as well.”
Wang Tao didn’t insist.
Though he was a big name in the street dance world, in the entertainment industry, he was still a newcomer.
His own popularity had only just begun to rise, and now he needed to seize every opportunity. If he could make another appearance, that was important!
“Bye.”
“Bye.”
After waving goodbye to Wang Tao, Su Yunjin slowly walked toward the back of the stage.
Leaving through the dedicated corridor brought her to the eighth floor of the Lu Group’s main hall, a floor reserved for the recording studio.
The vast space was filled with faint echoes from other recording rooms, some mixed with the laughter of audiences.
The sounds seemed distant, like hearing a class recite in unison from across the schoolyard.
Looking around, the entire floor felt empty, save for the occasional hurried steps of a few staff members.

Gradually adjusting to the pain in her foot, Su Yunjin lengthened her stride.
Arriving at the elevator, she pressed the button and waited for it to come up.
“How did you hurt your foot?”
As Su Yunjin waited, Lu Yiqing’s voice suddenly sounded overhead.
Turning, she saw Lu Yiqing appear beside her, accompanied by a man with an excellent figure, dressed impeccably in a suit but with a touch of playful irreverence.
The man greeted Su Yunjin with a raised hand, “Hi~”
“Hi,” Su Yunjin replied, raising her hand in greeting.
Then she looked at Lu Yiqing and said indifferently, “I scratched it by accident. Thank you for your concern, Mr. Lu.”
“Oh, then please be careful.”
“Mm, all right.”
Faced with Lu Yiqing’s perfunctory and polite concern, Su Yunjin nodded calmly.
She knew the Lu family well, but compared to Lu Yiqing, the eldest grandson, she was more familiar with Lu Yuanhang, a frequent visitor to Zongshan.
Every year, whenever the season changed, Lu Yuanhang would send all sorts of gifts to the Seven Sects Mountain.
Whenever anything happened, he would call or simply buy something to send to Zongshan.
And besides Lu Yuanhang, there was Lu Yihong, a patient under the care of her fifth uncle, a child who had been in a coma for over ten years after a car accident.
Counting it up, she was actually most distant from Lu Yiqing.
Still, now that they had met, basic courtesy sufficed—no need to offend, no need for extra words.
The atmosphere fell silent.
Su Yunjin didn’t speak again, instead gazing at the elevator to see when it would arrive.
Standing beside Lu Yiqing didn’t bother her; when the elevator displayed “5,” Lu Yiqing spoke, “Do you want the backup from Camera 4?”
“Hmm?”
Su Yunjin turned.
Lu Yiqing explained, “I think it might be useful for you. If Zhang Chuchu and the others try to refute you, you’ll have evidence.”
Su Yunjin frowned slightly, looking at Lu Yiqing in confusion.
Of course, she knew what he meant by the Camera 4 backup.
In the entertainment industry, you had to be cautious; keeping evidence was crucial.
Even if you never used it, you had to have it, so when the other side demanded proof, you’d have it ready to strike.
But...

Wasn’t Lu Yiqing playing dumb and muddling things just now?
Why, the moment he stepped out of the studio, did his conscience suddenly awaken?
Su Yunjin felt puzzled, frowning as she asked, “Mr. Lu, your actions confuse me. If you wanted to help, you could have done so earlier.
Are you testing my acting skills? Or is there another reason?
Otherwise, I really can't accept this favor blindly.”
As she spoke, Su Yunjin took out her phone and, in front of Lu Yiqing, turned on the recorder. “You don’t mind if I record this, do you?”
“Pfft!”
Lu Yiqing didn’t reply, but Pei Xuan beside him burst out laughing.
With a dark expression, Lu Yiqing shot Pei Xuan a fierce glare, then turned back, taking a deep breath to suppress his emotions. “Given the relationship between the Lu family and the Seven Sects, is this really necessary?”
“Better safe than sorry—my apologies, Mr. Lu. Your eagerness seems off.
If it had been someone like Luo Zizhen or Zhang Chuchu coming over to lie blatantly, I’d understand, but you just finished speaking and now you’re offering me a backup.
Is it that you couldn’t bear the moral condemnation and decided to turn over a new leaf?”
Su Yunjin replied with a cold smile.
It wasn’t that she was overreacting—she’d seen plenty of the ruthless side of wealthy families entangled with the sects since she was young.
The rules binding ordinary people barely existed for them.
They had power, money, connections, and resources; whatever they wanted to do, they could make happen.
Naturally, the environment had shaped them so that kindness was a luxury they simply couldn’t afford.
Even the Seven Sects had nearly been controlled by one family a few times in her twenty-two years.
That’s just who they were—devouring others and spitting out nothing, and utterly accustomed to it.
In their world, interest was everything; as long as there was profit, they would use any means.
Su Yunjin’s descent from the mountain was, to ordinary people, merely a country girl coming to the city, but to them, who knew what schemes lay behind their smiles.
The backup from Camera 4 was a trivial favor for Lu Yiqing, but used well, it could become a debt of gratitude owed by the Seven Sects.
And since time immemorial, debts of gratitude have been the hardest to repay.
So Su Yunjin was extra cautious.
Of course, even if Lu Yiqing didn’t hand it over, a simple backup from a camera was something she could easily obtain herself!