"I told you not to call me for no reason," Fang Yan Huan said impatiently into the phone.
"What, you're impatient now that you've used me?" the voice on the other end chuckled. "That's not how you do business."
"Our previous transaction was settled, money and goods exchanged. What do you want?"
"Is that so? Do you really think we're square? Fang Yan Huan, don't forget how many times you've harmed Fang Miao Miao."
Fang Yan Huan frowned. "What exactly do you want?"
"Nothing, I just miss you and want to chat."
"Don't push it."
"Pushing it?" The voice on the other end gave a regretful laugh. "Alas, I miss you so much, and you think I'm pushing it."
Annoyed, Fang Yan Huan went to the balcony, took a deep breath, and spoke almost through gritted teeth, word by word. "What do you, want?"
"Nothing much. I heard you're going to have scenes with Fang Miao Miao soon. I just want to help your career reach new heights and send Fang Miao Miao back into the mud where she belongs."
Fang Yan Huan knitted her brows. "You want me to tamper with the acting?"
Without waiting for a reply, Fang Yan Huan refused outright. "I'm telling you, it's impossible. Fang Miao Miao is like a completely new person now. Her acting skills are skyrocketing, and Chen Tian Ming praises her every day."
Competing with her in acting? She wasn't an idiot.
There was a long silence on the other end before the voice spoke, laced with temptation, "If she can't act anymore, do you think anyone will be able to suppress you?"
Fang Yan Huan was stunned and blurted out, "You want me to kill someone? Are you crazy?"
The voice on the other end: ...
It vaguely wondered why it had taken a liking to such a brainless person as Fang Yan Huan.
"Fang Yan Huan, think about it. Like you said, Fang Miao Miao's acting is so good now that everyone praises her. If she rises, will these people still see you?"
"If that person finds out you impersonated their savior, will they still help you?"
The more Fang Yan Huan listened, the more panicked she became. "You, don't talk nonsense. They don't know about this. How can there be impersonation?"
As long as she kept it a secret.
Yes, that's right. That person just wants to use these things to threaten her into doing their bidding. She wouldn't be so foolish.
"Also, I don't know what you're talking about. We settled everything long ago. We have no connection."
With that, Fang Yan Huan quickly hung up the phone.
The very next second after she hung up, an email appeared on her phone screen.
Looking at the contents of the email, Fang Yan Huan's face turned ashen. Her hands trembled as she tried to delete the email, only to find that as soon as she deleted one, another would be sent the next moment.
Fang Yan Huan clenched the screen with both hands, gritting her teeth. "Fang Miao Miao, you jinx. If it weren't for you, why would I be threatened? Bitch, bitch, why aren't you dead yet?"
A text message quickly appeared on the screen: I believe in you. With your intelligence, you can surely send Fang Miao Miao back into the mud.
Fang Miao Miao, Fang Miao Miao.
Fang Yan Huan, furious, slammed her phone hard onto the ground.
"Achoo, achoo."
Wen Zhi Yan nervously stepped forward and touched Fang Miao Miao's forehead. "Are you catching a cold?"
"No, why would I?" Fang Miao Miao waved her hand casually. "I guess someone must be talking badly about me."
"Who do you think would talk badly about you, Miao Miao?"
Fang Miao Miao wrinkled her nose. "I don't know. Whoever it is, it doesn't matter. I'm not someone to be trifled with if they want to harm me."
"I know."
Fang Miao Miao waved her hand grandly and picked up the script. "It's strange, the director hasn't said where our next filming location is."
"No rush, we'll find out eventually."
As soon as she finished speaking, Fang Miao Miao's phone vibrated.
It was a message from Chen Tian Ming in the drama group.
He said that some scenes were still being set up and they had an extra three days of leave.
Fang Miao Miao held up her phone. "Why don't we go home?"
"Miao Miao wants to go back?"
"It's been a while since we've seen An An," Fang Miao Miao flipped through flight tickets. "If we go back now, we can pick An An up and bring her home."
"Okay, let's go pick An An up and bring her home."
By the time they reached Yu Yuan, it was already seven in the evening.
The moment they entered, they heard bursts of laughter from the living room.
Fang Miao Miao's eyebrows slightly rose. They seemed to have come at an inopportune time.
Ran Lian turned her head to look at the two standing at the door. "Why are you two back? And why are you standing at the door? Do you want outsiders to spread rumors that we're mistreating you two?"
"Mother, Father," Fang Miao Miao pushed Wen Zhi Yan towards the living room and greeted them with a smile.
"Why are you back so late?" Wen Ren He asked.
"It was a sudden decision. Plus, An An has school tomorrow, so we thought we'd take her back so she could go to school tomorrow," Wen Zhi Yan replied.
"Fourth brother, honestly, you should let An An go to school in Yu Yuan," Wen Zhi Jia said, patting his belly with a smug look. "The teaching staff here in Yu Yuan is so much better than in Ming Shan. Why would you send An An to Ming Shan?"
"The best isn't always the most suitable, and An An really likes that school," Fang Miao Miao said with a smile. "As parents, don't we just want to give our children what they like?"
The smile on Wen Zhi Jia's face froze. "Sister-in-law, when Fourth Brother and I were talking, why did you butt in?"
"It's fine, Miao Miao is saying what I'm thinking."
"Alright, I've never seen you two make such a fuss before," Ran Lian glanced at Fang Miao Miao. "We're all family. Don't let some rumors hurt the brotherhood."
"Mother is right."
"Since you're here, sit down and chat," Wen Ren He said.
"What does Father want to say?"
Wen Ren He frowned. "Zhi Yan, are you still angry with me?"
"I wouldn't dare. It's just that it's gotten dark so quickly. We should be going."
"Fourth brother, how can you talk to Father like that?"
"Wen Zhi Yan, how can you talk to your dad like that?"
Wen Zhi Jia and Ran Lian scolded him in unison.
"Miao Miao, go upstairs and call An An."
"Then you?"
"I'm fine." Wen Zhi Yan patted Fang Miao Miao's hand. "Bring An An down, and we'll go home."
"Okay, let's go home."
Only after Fang Miao Miao's figure disappeared did Ran Lian's face completely darken. "Wen Zhi Yan, when I asked you before if you wanted to hand the company over to Zhi Jia, you didn't object at all. What, now you're putting on a show for your parents?"
"Mother is joking," Wen Zhi Yan curved his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes. "If you want to talk about it, I'm actually quite grateful that Second Brother stepped up and took the burden off my shoulders."