107: Chapter 107 I want them to make everyone scream the moment they appear.

Park Hyomin's eyes flickered, but she said nothing, merely hugging Song Tianhao's arm and whispering, "Oppa, you've worked hard."

"It's not hard work," Song Tianhao said. "What about you? You pushed back your shoot; didn't your manager say anything to you?"

"They did, but I don't care." Park Hyomin pouted. "Min Sunye's health is more important than mine. Oppa, can I go see her?"

"She's sleeping, maybe later," Song Tianhao said. "You go back and rest first, come back tonight."

"No, I want to stay here with Oppa." Park Hyomin hugged his arm and acted spoiled. "Oppa, you haven't slept all night, you must be exhausted. If I stay here and talk to you, you won't be sleepy anymore."

Song Tianhao looked at her and smiled helplessly.

"Alright, then come with me, but keep it quiet, don't disturb others."

"Mm!"

Park Hyomin nodded happily, took Song Tianhao's arm, and followed him toward the hospital room.

Just as they reached the door, they saw Ahn Sohee coming out with a thermos.

Seeing Song Tianhao and Park Hyomin, she paused for a moment and immediately bowed.

"President, Hyomin Unnie."

"Sohee-ah," Park Hyomin let go of Song Tianhao, walked up to Ahn Sohee, and took her hand. "How is Min Sunye Unnie? Is she okay?"

"She's much better, she just had some porridge and went back to sleep." Ahn Sohee whispered, "Hyomin Unnie, thank you for coming to see her."

"What silly things are you saying? We're friends." Park Hyomin patted her shoulder. "You go rest first, I'm here."

Ahn Sohee glanced at Song Tianhao, and only after he nodded did she bow and leave.

Park Hyomin watched her walk away, then pulled Song Tianhao into the lounge next to the hospital room. Closing the door, she put away her smile and looked at Song Tianhao.

"Oppa, Min Sunye… what exactly happened to her?"

Song Tianhao briefly explained the situation, omitting specific details, only saying that Min Sunye had too much pressure in the USA, and her physical and mental health had collapsed, requiring rest.

Park Hyomin listened, her eyes reddening again.

"Those scumbags…" she said, gritting her teeth. "Oppa, you must make them pay the price!"

"It's already being done," Song Tianhao said. "Don't worry, focus on preparing for your shoot, don't let it affect your work."

"Got it." Park Hyomin nodded, then leaned closer to Song Tianhao and whispered, "Oppa, did you… stay with Min Sunye all night last night?"

"Mm."

"Then…" Park Hyomin's eyes flickered. "Oppa, does Min Sunye… like you?"

Song Tianhao glanced at her and didn't speak.

Park Hyomin waved her hands quickly. "I didn't mean it like that, I was just… just asking. Oppa, you're so good, and you saved Min Sunye, it's normal for her to like you. I just… I'm just a little jealous."

As she spoke, she lowered her head, fingers twisting the hem of her clothes.

Song Tianhao sighed and reached out to ruffle her hair.

"Don't overthink it. I treat Min Sunye the same way I treat you, Soyeon, Qri, and Taeyeon. You are all my artists, and I will protect all of you."

"That's not the same." Park Hyomin looked up, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him. "Oppa treats them differently than he treats us, right?"

Song Tianhao laughed.

"You're the only smart one."

"Of course." Park Hyomin lifted her chin proudly. "I'm T-ara's Park Hyomin, I'm very smart."

"Alright, smarty-pants, time to go back," Song Tianhao said. "I really need to go to the company, I have meetings to attend today."

"Oh…" Park Hyomin pouted but didn't pester him further. She simply stood on tiptoe and kissed Song Tianhao on the cheek. "Then Oppa, remember to miss me."

"Mm."

After sending Park Hyomin off, Song Tianhao went back to check on the hospital room. Min Sunye was still sleeping, and Ahn Sohee was sitting by the bed, watching over her. Seeing Song Tianhao, she wanted to get up, but was stopped by a gesture from him.

He walked to the bedside and looked at Min Sunye. She was sleeping soundly, breathing evenly, and her complexion was better than last night. Song Tianhao tucked in the quilt for her, then made a "take good care of her" gesture to Ahn Sohee before turning and leaving.

Back at the company, it was already nine in the morning. Jang Se-hoon was already waiting for him in the office, holding a stack of documents.

"President, there is news from the USA," Jang Se-hoon said. "Attorney Lee has officially filed a lawsuit and contacted The New York Times and The Los Angeles Times. They are both very interested and said they want to do a special report.

Additionally, that producer and manager have already received the court summons. It is said that they panicked on the spot and started contacting the media to try and clear their names."

"Let them wash," Song Tianhao said, sitting behind his desk and opening the computer. "The whiter they wash, the harder they will fall later. Is the evidence organized?"

"It's organized," Jang Se-hoon handed over a file. "Including medical records, psychological evaluation reports, witness testimonies, and that threatening email. Additionally, we have found several other Asian artists who were also harassed by that producer in the USA, and they are willing to testify in court."

"Very good." Song Tianhao flipped through the documents. "Tell Attorney Lee, no mercy, sue them for everything. I want this case to be a landmark case; from now on, whoever dares to bully Asian artists must think about the consequences first."

"Yes." Jang Se-hoon nodded, then added, "President, one more thing. The setlist for next week's Sky Family Concert is out. Would you like to review it?"

"Bring it."

Jang Se-hoon handed over another file. Song Tianhao opened it and saw the performance setlist for T-ara, Girls Generation, and Wonder Girls listed. T-ara had "Bo Peep Bo Peep" and "I Go Crazy Because of You", Girls Generation had "Gee" and "Tell Me Your Wish", and Wonder Girls…

"Wonder Girls' setlist is blank?" Song Tianhao looked up.

"Yes, the doctor suggested Min Sunye XI rest for at least a month, so…" Jang Se-hoon hesitated.

Song Tianhao didn't speak, picked up a pen, and wrote a few words in the Wonder Girls column: "Nobody".

Jang Se-hoon froze.

"President, this…"

"Just this song," Song Tianhao closed the file. "Tell them, next week's family concert will be Wonder Girls' comeback stage. The song is 'Nobody'."

"But President, Min Sunye XI's health…"

"She can," Song Tianhao said. "And she must be able to. Ahn Sohee told me that during the most difficult times in the USA, Min Sunye listened to 'Nobody' every night. She said it was her only mental pillar. Now, I want her to use this song to tell everyone that Wonder Girls is back."

Jang Se-hoon looked at Song Tianhao, saw the determination in his eyes, and finally nodded.

"Yes, I will arrange it immediately."

"Also," Song Tianhao stopped him. "Contact the best stylists, choreographers, and music producers. I want the 'Nobody' stage to be even more explosive and stunning than it was back then. No budget limit, I want the best results."

"Understood!"

Jang Se-hoon turned and left the office. Song Tianhao sat in his chair, looking at the sky gradually brightening outside the window, the corners of his mouth curling up.

"Min Sunye," he whispered, "don't let me down."

At noon, Song Tianhao went to the hospital again. Min Sunye was already awake and sitting on the bed eating porridge. Ahn Sohee was accompanying her, and seeing that she had finished most of it, she said happily, "Unnie, you finished a whole bowl! That's great!"

Min Sunye smiled, the smile was still very faint, but it had a bit more vitality than yesterday.

"President." Seeing Song Tianhao, she put down her spoon and wanted to get up.

"Lie down," Song Tianhao walked over and sat by the bed. "How do you feel?"

"Much better," Min Sunye whispered. "Last night… thank you, President."

"Don't thank me, you pulled through it yourself," Song Tianhao said. "The doctor said you are recovering well, and you can be discharged after observing for another two days. However, you cannot work immediately after discharge; you need to rest at home for at least two weeks."

"Two weeks…" Min Sunye bit her lip. "President, can… can…"

"No," Song Tianhao interrupted her. "I said at least two weeks. Your task for these two weeks is to eat and sleep, don't think about anything else. The other members of WG are the same; I have already asked Manager Jang to arrange it, and they will take turns accompanying you so you don't let your imagination run wild alone."

Min Sunye lowered her head and said nothing.

"Sunye-ah," Song Tianhao suddenly said, "there is something I want to tell you."

"Hm?"

"Next week, the Sky Family Concert, Wonder Girls' comeback stage." Song Tianhao looked at her. "The song, I've decided on 'Nobody'."

Min Sunye suddenly raised her head, her eyes wide.

"Pres… President…"

"Can you sing it?" Song Tianhao asked. "Not forcing yourself, but genuinely, can you stand on stage and sing this song?"

Min Sunye's lips were trembling. She looked at Song Tianhao for a long time, then nodded very lightly, but very firmly.

"Yes."

"Good," Song Tianhao smiled. "Then I'll be waiting for you."

He stood up, ready to leave. When he reached the door, Min Sunye called him.

"President."

Song Tianhao turned back.

"Thank you," Min Sunye said, her eyes reddening again, but this time, she was smiling. "Really, thank you."

Song Tianhao didn't speak, just waved at her, and then left the hospital room.

In the hallway, sunlight streamed in through the windows, casting bright spots on the floor. Song Tianhao walked to the window, looked at the bustling Seoul below, took out his phone, and dialed a number.

"Attorney Lee, how is the case?"

"President, good news!" Attorney Lee's excited voice came from the other end of the line. "The New York Times agreed to do a special report, and they dug up more inside information. That producer didn't just harass WG, he also harassed at least five other Asian girl groups, and there is solid evidence!

Now the USA side has exploded, many media outlets are following up. That producer and manager have already gone into hiding, it is said they don't even dare to step out of their homes!"

"Very good," Song Tianhao said. "Continue to apply pressure. I want them to publicly apologize, pay compensation, and permanently retire from the entertainment industry."

"Understood!"

Hanging up, Song Tianhao looked out the window. The sunlight was dazzling, but he didn't squint.

He knew this battle had only just begun.

But he knew even better that he would definitely win.

Because he was Song Tianhao.

And no one could touch the people he wanted to protect.

At 3:00 PM, Song Tianhao returned to the company and gathered T-ara and Girls Generation for a concert preparation meeting. The conference room was full of people: the six members of T-ara, the nine members of Girls Generation, plus managers and assistants, nearly twenty people.

Song Tianhao sat at the head of the table and scanned the room.

"Everyone is here, so let's begin," he said. "Next week's family concert is the first large-scale performance since Sky was founded, and it's also Wonder Girls' comeback stage. I don't need to say much about its importance, I will only emphasize one point: this performance must succeed, failure is not an option."

The conference room was silent, and everyone sat up straight.

"T-ara, you will sing 'Bo Peep Bo Peep' and 'I Go Crazy Because of You'. The choreography will be rearranged; I want a version that is more explosive than the promotional stages. Girls Generation, 'Gee' and 'Tell Me Your Wish'. Similarly, choreography upgrade, costume upgrade, effect upgrade. No budget limit, I want the best."

"Yes!" Ham Eunjung and Kim Taeyeon replied in unison.

"Wonder Girls," Song Tianhao looked at Ahn Sohee, who was sitting in the corner representing WG at the meeting. "'Nobody', original choreography, but the stage design must be brand new. I want them to make everyone scream the moment they appear."

"Understood!" Ahn Sohee nodded vigorously.

"Additionally," Song Tianhao continued, "at the end of the concert, everyone will sing a song together. The song is to be determined, but I want to see interaction from all of you. T-ara and Girls Generation, you are now sisters in the same company, so take care of WG. They just came back and need support."

"Yes!" everyone replied.

"Alright, meeting adjourned. Each group go prepare. First rehearsal in three days, I want to see the initial results."

The meeting ended, and everyone left the conference room one after another. Song Tianhao called Ahn Sohee.

"How is Min Sunye?"

"Much better, she finished another bowl of porridge at noon and ate some fruit." Ahn Sohee said. "The doctor said to do another check-up tomorrow, and if there are no problems, she can be discharged the day after tomorrow."

"Mm." Song Tianhao nodded. "After discharge, go straight back to the dorm. I have asked Manager Jang to hire a nutritionist and a physical therapist to visit daily. You keep an eye on her: eat on time, sleep on time, and get treatment on time."

"Yes." Ahn Sohee paused, and whispered, "President, Unnie… when she heard she would sing 'Nobody', she cried."

Song Tianhao looked at her.

"But it wasn't sadness, it was happiness." Ahn Sohee smiled, her eyes curving into crescents. "She said she has waited too long for this day."

Song Tianhao also smiled.

"That's good."

"President," Ahn Sohee added, "Unnie asked me to ask you, will you come on the day of the concert?"

"I will," Song Tianhao said. "I will sit in the front row and watch you."

"Then Unnie will definitely be very happy." After Ahn Sohee finished, she bowed and turned to run out of the conference room.

Song Tianhao watched her back until she disappeared at the end of the hallway, then retracted his gaze.

His phone vibrated; it was a message from Park Hyomin.

"Oppa, are you coming back for dinner tonight? Soyeon Unnie made the spicy braised chicken you love."

Song Tianhao replied with two words: "Coming back."

Then he put away his phone and looked out the window.

The sun was setting, and the sky over Seoul was dyed orange-red, very beautiful.

He knew that even more beautiful things were yet to come.