Chapter 14: I, Ling Qiong, Send Money! (14)

Ling Qiong, with her knack for spinning tales and weaving dreams, painted a grand vision for Yueying Entertainment, successfully convincing the company to redeem Lu Wenxi. Of course, Lu Wenxi’s own merits played a significant role. Yueying Entertainment, no matter how wealthy, would never let itself be truly swindled.

Lu Wenxi never expected to actually receive the company’s call summoning him to terminate his contract. He hung up, dazed for a long time before taking a cab to the office. Sister Mei was waiting in the conference room. When he entered, she immediately launched into mockery, deriding him for climbing to a higher branch. Her words were cutting.

Lu Wenxi stayed silent, so Sister Mei grew more aggressive, almost pointing her finger in his face and cursing him. Fortunately, the conference room door opened and several people entered. Sister Mei fell silent as soon as they arrived.

Only after signing did Lu Wenxi realize Yueying Entertainment had handled his contract termination. With a company like Yueying wanting him, his former agency dared not play any tricks, and could only watch helplessly as Lu Wenxi was taken away.

The contract terms from Yueying Entertainment were not particularly generous, but they were fair. After all, he hadn’t earned them any money yet, and they’d already spent a significant amount on him. Lu Wenxi could accept that.

Yueying Entertainment thoroughly assessed Lu Wenxi’s professional skills.

“Was your old company run by idiots?” Chen Fangchuan, the new agent assigned to Lu Wenxi, bluntly criticized his previous agency after the evaluation.

Lu Wenxi’s looks were exceptional—there were few like him in the entertainment industry. His acting was impressive, full of charisma. He was a hidden treasure, yet the company kept him buried. Such foolishness was unbearable to Chen Fangchuan.

Lu Wenxi: “……”

“Your appearance is quite striking…” Chen Fangchuan rubbed his chin. “By the way, what’s your relationship with the Su family’s young lady?”

The heiress of the Su family had personally come to their company to recommend him. Her public breakup with the Shen family’s heir had only just happened.

“…We’re friends,” Lu Wenxi replied, unsure if they truly counted as friends—their acquaintance was brief.

“Friends?” Chen Fangchuan was skeptical. “What kind of friends? Don’t take offense, I’ll be your agent from now on. I need to know everything about you.”

Lu Wenxi understood, “Just regular friends.”

“Alright,” Chen Fangchuan nodded. “But if that friendship changes, make sure you tell me in advance.”

Lu Wenxi: “……”

How could it change?

Once his contract with Yueying was settled, only the issue of the second male lead remained.

“Glorious World” was a historical power-struggle drama, based on a popular novel from a major website. The anime adaptation had been hugely successful, so the announcement of a live-action series made all major roles highly sought after.

Yueying Entertainment was keen on the project, but their suitable artists had scheduling conflicts. They tried for a minor role, but the audition failed. Weighing the pros and cons, Yueying decided it wasn’t worth investing resources, so they gave up.

Now that Lu Wenxi had secured a chance at the second male lead himself, Yueying Entertainment was determined to fight for it. There was no resource Yueying couldn’t reclaim. With their intervention, Lu Wenxi quickly received the contract for the role.

He had little time left and needed to join the cast soon. Returning home, he found Ling Qiong sprawled on the sofa. Her exquisitely crafted, brightly colored dress contrasted sharply with the sofa’s old, grayish hue.

When he left, she wasn’t wearing that dress—she’d changed again?

Ling Qiong looked up from her phone, “You’re back.”

“Mm,” Lu Wenxi replied quietly. “I’ll be joining the crew soon, just came back to pack a few things.”

“Good luck.”

Lu Wenxi hesitated, then sat across from her. “Why… are you helping me so much?”

She’d rescued him from the hotel, stood up for him, found him a company…

“Because you took me in.”

Lu Wenxi glanced around his cramped apartment. “That’s nothing. You helped me at the hotel first, there’s no comparison.”

Ling Qiong sat up, straightening her wrinkled dress.

“Look, I don’t even have an ID. If you hadn’t let me stay, I’d be on the streets.”

“If I ended up homeless, I could encounter bad people. A girl like me would definitely be bullied, violated, trafficked, maybe even killed.”

“You saved my life. In ancient times, you’d be my benefactor. Isn’t it only right that I help you?”

Lu Wenxi: “???”

Was it really that dramatic? And none of those things actually happened!

In the end, he didn’t get an answer to his original question—Ling Qiong managed to convince him otherwise. Feeling muddled, he went to pack his luggage.

Lu Wenxi’s shooting schedule was about three months. Once he left, Ling Qiong found the place a bit dull.

The main quest of this game revolved around the target character, with her own happy ending as a bonus. But he was off filming—she couldn’t just follow him to the set, could she?

…Why not? She could go visit!

Ling Qiong clacked downstairs and immediately spotted her flashy car parked beside a black vehicle—discreet, luxurious, the kind that held its value.

Ling Qiong looked from her car to the other, pondering something.

As she stood there, the door of the black car opened. Shen Qin Chuan emerged, his expression full of disdain for the surroundings.

“You actually live in a place like this?” Shen Qin Chuan’s gaze swept over Ling Qiong, radiating pressure.

“It’s you again.” So this was where the local tycoon with a high-end car came from.

“Mr. Shen, what do you want? You’ve followed me here. Didn’t we agree to go our separate ways from now on?”

Don’t make trouble for me, okay? I’m scared!

“You think I want to be here?” Shen Qin Chuan suppressed his anger. “Grandmother wants to see you.”

Shen Qin Chuan’s grandmother—the key figure in the engagement between Su Miao Miao and Shen Qin Chuan. The Shen family had once owed the Su family a great debt, hence the engagement.

But the old lady seemed to genuinely like the original Su Miao Miao, the illegitimate daughter.

Now the Shen matriarch wanted to see her? For what?

Shen Qin Chuan: “Get in the car.”

Ling Qiong smiled, then her lips flattened into a line as she refused coldly, “I won’t.”

Shen Qin Chuan’s face darkened. “Su Miao Miao, I’m not here to joke with you. Get in the car!”

…

Shen family’s old residence.

The matriarch lived alone here, unwilling to stay with others. The place was usually quiet, populated only by servants.

Ling Qiong’s flamboyant car pulled into the courtyard, injecting a rare burst of vitality.

Shen Qin Chuan got out of his car, his face nearly pitch-black, half warning, half threatening: “Su Miao Miao, Grandmother’s health isn’t good. Watch your words, don’t upset her.”

“Don’t worry, Mr. Shen. I have professional ethics.” With a million still warm in her pocket, Ling Qiong’s smile was both genuine and obedient.