The Godly Rich System: Becoming the richest person is just a matter of minutes.

Chapter 213 Unexpected Incident! The Costume is Torn!

Song Qianyi's expression also turned serious, but she knew she had to remain calm at this moment.

She quickly walked to Lin Qiqi's side, gently patted her shoulder, and comforted her.

"Qiqi, don't panic." Then she turned to the staff and asked, "Do you have any spare clothes? Or similar styles?"

The staff member shook his head anxiously.

"No, this is custom-made, and the competition starts in an hour and a half, there's simply no time to prepare again."

Song Qianyi took the clothes from the staff member and looked at them.

Suddenly I remembered that Li Huanyan had worn a similar outfit.

Moreover, she and Lin Qiqi have similar figures.

Song Qianyi held Lin Qiqi's slightly trembling hands tightly, looked firmly into her eyes, and spoke in a gentle yet powerful tone.

"Qiqi, don't worry, I have a plan."

Lin Qiqi nodded slightly, tears welling in her eyes. Although she was still anxious, Song Qianyi's words calmed her down a bit.

Song Qianyi released Lin Qiqi's hand, quickly took out her phone, found Li Huanyan's number, and dialed it.

The moment the call connected, she said urgently, "Huanyan, this is Song Qianyi. I need your help."

As she spoke, Song Qianyi took a picture of the tattered performance costume and sent it to Li Huanyan, then continued.

“My friend Lin Qiqi’s costume is torn, and the show is about to start in an hour and a half. I suddenly remembered that you wore a similar outfit before. Do you think you could lend it to Qiqi to tide her over?”

After a moment of silence from Li Huanyan, Song Qianyi's heart leaped into her throat, fearing that she too would be powerless to help.

Fortunately, Li Huanyan replied within seconds.

"Sister Song, don't worry, I'll go find that dress right away. It should still be in my closet. But it might take a little while to find it. I'll bring it to you as soon as I find it."

"Okay, thank you Huanyan. I'll treat you to dinner later."

After hanging up the phone, Song Qianyi turned to look at Lin Qiqi with a smile on her face.

"Qiqi, my friend has already agreed to help find the clothes, and she will send them over as soon as possible. Don't worry, calm down, and let's go over the details of the performance in our minds again."

Lin Qiqi nodded gently, took a deep breath, and tried to calm herself down.

After calming Lin Qiqi down, Song Qianyi picked up the costume and examined it. The tear didn't seem to be an accident; the edges were jagged, clearly indicating it had been cut by a sharp object.

Song Qianyi's eyes instantly turned cold as she pondered to herself.

Who did this?

Is it to prevent Lin Qiqi from debuting?

The previous power outage was definitely not an accident.

There must be someone deliberately plotting this behind the scenes.

She couldn't let this person succeed in trying to sabotage the match.

Song Qianyi calmly handed the performance costume to the staff member next to her and whispered some instructions.

"Put the clothes away first, and don't make a fuss about this."

Then, she casually walked out of the dressing room and began to look around backstage.

Unfortunately, no suspicious people were seen.

She then called Zhong Qianfeng and asked him to investigate the matter.

A moment later, Song Qianyi's phone rang; it was Li Huanyan calling.

She had already arrived outside the live broadcast studio.

Song Qianyi hung up the phone and went to pick her up.

Song Qianyi walked quickly and soon arrived outside the live broadcast studio.

Li Huanyan was seen standing outside the car, waving at Song Qianyi.

"Sister Song, the clothes are here."

Song Qianyi took the clothes and said gratefully.

"Huanyan, thank you for your hard work. I need to hurry and deliver the clothes to Qiqi; there's not much time left."

"Do you want to come with me?" Song Qianyi asked Li Huanyan.

Li Huanyan hesitated for a moment.

Actually, she didn't know Lin Qiqi. She only knew that Lin Qiqi was an artist in Song Qianyi's company and also a friend of Song Qianyi.

As a pampered young lady who had been raised in luxury since childhood, Li Huanyan usually interacted with wealthy young men and high society social circles, and was not familiar with these newcomers in the entertainment industry.

But seeing Song Qianyi's anxious eyes, her heart softened, and thinking that her clothes might be of great help, she nodded and said.

“Okay, Sister Song, I’ll go with you.”

Song Qianyi felt a warmth in her heart, smiled gratefully, and quickly led Li Huanyan backstage.

"Sister Song, I looked at the picture you sent me carefully. The hole is too smooth. It doesn't look like it was scratched accidentally."

Li Huanyan frowned as she spoke, a hint of doubt in her eyes.