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Chapter 84: Chapter 82: Making the Traffic Star Cough Up the Coins

Even if Chen Mo went to the police, it would be too late by then. They wouldn’t be able to detect any alcohol in his system.

Besides, even if Chen Mo leaked it to the media, he couldn’t be taken down without proof.

In fact, he could even spin it for publicity, claiming his rivals were jealous of his recent award and were planting fake stories to smear him.

He might even be able to generate some buzz and traffic out of it.

In short, as long as he wasn’t caught red-handed, he had nothing to fear.

"I think we should let the traffic police determine fault and have the insurance company and the dealership assess the damages. That way, you won’t have to pay out of your own pocket."

"Who knows, maybe the repairs won’t even cost 500,000. Don’t you think that makes sense?"

"Even though this is a brand new car I just bought a few days ago, I can’t let you get the short end of the stick, right, Mr. Superstar?"

Chen Mo’s attitude was strictly business, as if he had no intention of taking advantage of Ai Yikun.

He was even considerately helping Ai Yikun analyze the most cost-effective way to handle the situation.

Of course, he wasn’t actually that kind. Ai Yikun had simply underestimated him.

’A mere 500,000 for repairs and 1 million in hush money to get rid of me? He must be dreaming.’

There was no way he would agree to this compensation plan.

But he couldn’t just come out and say the money wasn’t enough. That would give Ai Yikun leverage against him.

Everything had to come from the other party, voluntarily and proactively.

His dashcam was running the whole time, anyway. He had intentionally left his car door open so their conversation would be picked up inside the car.

This way, the dashcam would record their conversation, which could serve as evidence later.

"It’s so late. I don’t think we should trouble the traffic police and insurance agents. Nobody wants to work overtime."

"I think I might have underestimated the damage to your car. How about this: I’ll pay you 800,000 for repairs, plus 1.5 million for emotional distress?"

Seeing that Chen Mo was completely unfazed, Ai Yikun started to get anxious and proactively raised the offer.

Even though this was an underground garage, it belonged to a high-end hotel, and there were quite a few people coming and going.

The longer this dragged on, the more people would find out, and the harder it would be to handle.

’A total of 2.3 million should be more than enough for him.’

’After all, 2.3 million is enough to buy a whole new car like his. Chen Mo should be satisfied with that, right?’

"Even in an underground garage, drunk driving is still extremely dangerous. For a public figure like you to do something like this... it’s truly disappointing."

Chen Mo wore a pained expression, as if he were deeply disappointed in him.

"I know I was wrong. I’ll never do anything that could have such a negative impact again."

"I’ll give you 1 million for repairs and another 2 million for emotional distress. Do you think that might make you feel a little better?"

Ai Yikun gritted his teeth. He first offered a verbal apology, then raised the total compensation to 3 million.

To be honest, paying out 3 million really stung.

Don’t be fooled by his glamorous public image. He had more movie, TV, variety show, and endorsement deals than he could count, and his popularity had consistently ranked at the top for years.

But in reality, the amount of money he actually earned was pathetically small compared to his fame and status.

The contract his agency had him sign was absurd; his cut was terrifyingly low.

He hadn’t wanted to sign a contract like that, but back then, he was a nobody. He only had his current status because the agency had been willing to pour all its resources into promoting him.

Unless he waited for his contract to expire, he could either renegotiate his cut or jump ship to another company.

But for now, his cut was extremely low. All the money he worked himself to the bone for went straight into the agency’s pockets.

He didn’t dare let the agency find out about this. If they did, they’d have something to hold over him.

When his contract expired in the future, they might use this leverage to force him into signing another slave contract.

So, he had to handle this matter himself. The money he paid to Chen Mo had to come out of his own pocket.

Three million. He’d have to take on several commercial gigs just to earn that back.

Hearing this, Chen Mo’s eyes flickered as he thought to himself.

’Three million... that’s not a small amount.’

’And judging by the way Ai Yikun keeps adding just a little bit more each time, looking like it’s killing him...’

’Don’t tell me this big star is broke?’

"I think your sincerity in admitting your mistake is..."

Chen Mo was about to say that his sincerity was acceptable, but then he caught sight of a woman sitting in Ai Yikun’s passenger seat.

His attention had been so focused on Ai Yikun that he hadn’t noticed anyone else in the car.

And it was a woman, no less.

Ai Yikun was a top idol, a male celebrity whose fame depended on his massive following.

For someone like him, dating was absolutely forbidden.

If his fans found out he was in a relationship, the consequences would be career-ending.

At the very least, the female fans who were madly devoted to him would be the first ones to tear him to shreds.

After all, their love was crazy, and so was their hate.

And this woman was in Ai Yikun’s passenger seat, reeking of alcohol just like him, after coming from the hotel.

’What could the two of them have been doing in the hotel?’

’Going over a script?’

’We’re all adults here. Not even a dog would believe that excuse.’

"And who is this?"

Chen Mo deliberately walked over to the passenger-side window to get a better look.

When the woman noticed Chen Mo standing by the window staring at her, she immediately used her purse to hide the side of her face.

But even with the purse, Chen Mo still got a glimpse of her face.

Seeing this, Ai Yikun’s pupils constricted. He became tense all over again.

"Why does she give off such a... worldly vibe?"

Chen Mo took a look and felt that the woman in the passenger seat exuded a heavy, jaded aura.

What kind of feeling was it?

It was just like the type of woman Old Zhang described from the Business K joints after he came back from one of his "excursions."

Plus, her face and chest showed obvious signs of Hex-Tech.

Her arms were also covered in runes—a classic Rune Mage.

A bold idea suddenly flashed through Chen Mo’s mind.

’Could this woman be a hooker?’

The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed. It wasn’t like there wasn’t a precedent.

A certain male celebrity in the entertainment industry had been canceled for soliciting a prostitute.

Later, people analyzed why he would rather solicit a prostitute than find a girlfriend.

First, male idols can’t date. Dating is tantamount to career suicide.

Second, they can’t sleep with fans either. Fans can become clingy and very difficult to get rid of.

One wrong move, and a scandal could blow up out of nowhere.

But young men have normal physical needs, so what are they to do?

They can only turn to professional hookers to take care of it.

They’re professionals, after all. They won’t get attached.

Each party gets what they want. A perfect arrangement.

Although he suspected the woman in the passenger seat was a hooker, he wasn’t entirely sure.

He’d just have to bluff Ai Yikun and see.

"I never would’ve thought you were this kind of person. Not only do you drink and drive, you’re a john, too!"

"How can you face your fans? They love you so much, yet you’d rather be a john than accept their love."

"I think your fans have a right to know about this. Otherwise, it’s just too unfair to them."

Chen Mo’s face was a mask of disappointment, his eyes filled with sympathy for Ai Yikun’s fans.

He totally wasn’t doing this just to get more money.

"You... Don’t talk nonsense! She’s a good friend of mine! What’s a ’john’? I don’t know what you’re talking about."

Ai Yikun’s eyelid was twitching uncontrollably, and his voice trembled as he hurriedly denied it.

He couldn’t believe Chen Mo’s eyes were so sharp that he could tell the woman was a hooker at a single glance.

’It’s like Chen Mo has hired her before, too.’

’Uncanny.’

"If you think I’m talking nonsense, how about I call the police and let them ask her?"

Chen Mo knew the words "call the police" were what they feared most, so he immediately ramped up the pressure.

"She really is my friend! We were just upstairs, going over a script..."

"I’m... Hey, handsome, don’t call the police! He’s the one who hired me. We just... came down from recharging upstairs..."

Hearing Chen Mo threaten to call the police, the two of them spoke at almost the exact same time.

Ai Yikun was still insisting they were just friends who had been reading a script and hadn’t done anything.

But the woman’s nerve was too weak. The moment Chen Mo scared her, she panicked and spilled everything.

"..."

Ai Yikun was suddenly silent.

He was still trying his best to deny it, and this woman just folded completely.

’So damn stupid.’

’What an idiot teammate!’

He thought about what he’d just said—that she was a good friend, that they were just reading a script.

He was so embarrassed he could feel his toes curling.

Chen Mo almost lost his composure. He couldn’t believe that just a little pressure had made the woman fold instantly.

’Her nerve is just too weak. Not very professional.’

But it also proved his guess was correct.

He thought drunk driving was Ai Yikun’s limit.

Turns out, he was on a whole other level.

"Is there anything left to say? You’ve disappointed us Kun-fans so much."

Chen Mo sneered inwardly but put on the face of a heartbroken fan, looking at Ai Yikun with deep disappointment.

Ai Yikun took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.

He finally understood the situation clearly.

He couldn’t drag this out any longer. He had to come up with a compensation package that would satisfy Chen Mo as quickly as possible.

Otherwise, these two things—drunk driving and soliciting prostitutes...

...would be enough to completely destroy him, with no hope of ever making a comeback!

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