"Miao Miao, what are you planning to do then?"
"What do I plan to do? I'll just do what needs to be done," Fang Miao Miao said with a chuckle. "Besides, it's not me who's seriously injured."
Chen Tian Ming was stunned. "You plan to have Wen Wen Lan sue Fei Qing Qing?"
"Director Chen, I haven't said anything. Don't speak nonsense."
Chen Tian Ming chuckled, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "You, you, you. I thought you were a fool, but it turns out you're smarter than anyone else."
Fang Miao Miao rubbed her nose. "Director, you're disturbing my sleep."
"It's nine o'clock, and you're still sleeping?"
"What else would I be doing?" Fang Miao Miao hugged Wen Zhi Yan. "It's rare for me to have some downtime. Don't I need to spend some quality time with my darling?"
On the other end of the line, Chen Tian Ming's old face flushed. He opened and closed his mouth for a long time before saying, "Can't you have a little feminine reserve?"
"Hehe."
"Oh, right. One more thing. Hua Jin might be having a meeting these few days. Your agent should receive the news this afternoon. Don't embarrass me then, or I won't be able to bring myself to ask for leave for you to come back and reshoot scenes."
"Director Chen, something might happen at Hua Jin," Fang Miao Miao said while playing with Wen Zhi Yan's fingers.
"How come I don't know?"
"Fu Lin."
Chen Tian Ming's voice lowered. "Him again?"
"Mmm-hmm." Fang Miao Miao smiled meaningfully.
"I know about this. But still, be careful. Don't be reckless just because you're young."
Fang Miao Miao decisively hung up the phone.
"Miao Miao is up to something mischievous again?"
"This isn't mischief. It's clearly upholding justice."
"Yes, our Miao Miao has the most sense of justice."
Fang Miao Miao deflated. "It's not about a sense of justice. It's just that I don't want a young girl to be defiled by such a scoundrel."
In the book, this incident eventually caused quite a stir.
"Miao Miao also saw this person in the book."
"Mmm," Fang Miao Miao nodded. "In the book, Fang Yan Huan discovered signs of self-harm in her good friend Fei Qing Qing. After investigating, she learned that Fei Qing Qing had been controlled by Fu Lin all along. It said that Fu Lin had used his investment position to bully many newcomers, and had even recorded videos to threaten and blackmail them."
After Fang Yan Huan exposed this matter, her national recognition increased further. From seventy-year-old elders to children, everyone knew that Fang Yan Huan had put herself in danger to collect evidence and send Fu Lin to jail.
"As expected of the female lead," Wen Zhi Yan chuckled. "I'll get you Fu Lin's information."
"You know him?"
Wen Zhi Yan nodded. "Yes, he did disgusting things at the October Hotel."
It was just suppressed back then.
"Good person."
Wen Zhi Yan shook his head. "I'm not a good person."
Distracted, Fang Miao Miao completely lost her sleepiness. "Let's get up, let's get up. I wonder what An An is doing."
"I made him breakfast this morning. He should be attending his online class now."
Fang Miao Miao didn't say anything.
"Do you want breakfast? It's still warm."
"Okay."
Fang Miao Miao went to wash up, while Wen Zhi Yan went to check on breakfast.
"Is Mom awake?"
Wen Zhi Yan looked at the person eagerly waiting at the bedroom door. "Wait a moment, Mom is washing up. Don't disturb her."
Wen An An pouted. "Then I'll go feed Xi Xi and Ha Ha breakfast."
In a few months, the two dogs had grown a lot. Wen An An couldn't hold them both with his hands.
After Fang Miao Miao finished washing up, she saw Wen An An surrounded by the two dogs, while Wen Zhi Yan stood at the kitchen door, afraid to move.
"An An."
"Mom." Wen An An beamed at Fang Miao Miao. "Look, Xi Xi and Ha Ha have grown so big."
Fang Miao Miao glanced at Wen Zhi Yan and suppressed a smile. "Yes, our Xi Xi and Ha Ha are so great. They've grown so big."
"Hehe, Uncle Xin Xuan also likes Xi Xi and Ha Ha very much. He even took them to get vaccinated."
"Okay, you play with Xi Xi and Ha Ha now. Mom is going to eat breakfast."
Wen An An nodded and continued to play with the two big ones.
"By the way, what contract did you ask me to sign with Zhao Yi Ran?" Fang Miao Miao asked after finishing a mouthful of porridge.
"You're asking now? Aren't you afraid I'll sell you off?"
Fang Miao Miao glanced up at him. "Actually, I'm quite self-aware. I know I'm not worth much."
Wen Zhi Yan smiled before saying, "Xiang Zhuang is preparing to expand overseas. Thinking that Zhao Yi Ran's wine has a good reputation internationally, we decided to cooperate."
Fang Miao Miao expressed her admiration but confessed she didn't understand.
"Everyone has their own area of expertise. I don't understand your acting industry either."
"An An doesn't understand either."
Fang Miao Miao rubbed Wen An An's head. "When did you run over?"
"Just now," Wen An An said with a smile.
Fang Miao Miao pinched Wen An An's cheek. "Can you understand what Dad is saying?"
Wen An An shook his head. "An An is still little. It's okay not to know what Dad is saying."
That was a very good answer.
...
Fei Qing Qing sat on the ground, her clothes disheveled, covering her face and glaring at Fu Lin, who was only wearing pants on the bed.
Fu Lin took a drag of his cigarette, his words filled with regret. "If you didn't want to come, why did you? I hate forcing people the most. Look at how awkward this has become. Such a beautiful face now has a slap print, ruining its aesthetic beauty."
"I didn't want to come."
"You didn't want to come?" Fu Lin frowned. "Fei Qing Qing, playing hard to get has its limits."
Fei Qing Qing endured the pain and stood up from the carpet, her words firm. "Yes, I want to become more and more famous, but that doesn't mean I want to become famous through such means."
Fu Lin, with a cigarette in his mouth, scoffed, his eyes filled with disdain.
He had seen too many women like this. They would say, 'I have talent, I don't need these underhanded methods,' while simultaneously feeling resentful that people with less looks and acting skills than them were more famous.
"Fine, then. Take the left door and don't let the door hit you on the way out."
Fei Qing Qing was stunned by his words.
Fu Lin shook his head, sat up from the bed, grabbed Fei Qing Qing, and threw her onto the bed.
"What are you doing?"
"What am I doing?" Fu Lin's face turned grim. He pinned Fei Qing Qing's hands with one hand and forcefully pressed the cigarette butt in his mouth onto Fei Qing Qing's stomach with the other.
Fei Qing Qing screamed and kicked Fu Lin's legs with all her might.
"Ow!"
Fu Lin felt an indescribable pain beneath him and loosened his grip on Fei Qing Qing.
Fei Qing Qing, not bothering to adjust her clothes, quickly ran towards the door.
The moment she opened the door, a group of paparazzi rushed into the room with cameras.
Fei Qing Qing's face turned pale, her eyes filled with unspoken tension.
How could this be? Didn't Yan Huan say no one was here?
Why were there so many reporters here?
With the help of her bodyguards, Fang Yan Huan squeezed through the crowd and then embraced the stunned Fei Qing Qing, asking with a look of concern, "Qing Qing, are you alright?"