Zhou Wenjing looked at Hong Lu with some confusion after listening to her.
"Ask, I'm in a good mood right now, so I can answer some of your questions."
Zhou Wenjing paused for a moment, "You seem to hate Wen Zhiyan, and even Fang Miaomiao."
"Fang Miaomiao, well, there's nothing I can do. She ruined my plans. As for Wen Zhiyan."
Of course, she wished he would die without a burial place.
"Fang Miaomiao ruined your plans?" Zhou Wenjing was confused.
"Mrs. Fang, sometimes it's better not to ask about things you shouldn't. After all, there's a saying," Hong Lu recalled, "Curiosity killed the cat."
"Achoo."
"Achoo."
"What's wrong, do you have a cold?"
Fang Miaomiao waved her hand, "No, I guess someone is talking about me behind my back. By the way, how is Mom?"
"The doctor said the surgery was successful, so don't worry. As for Dad, we had a fight. Da Chen's men discovered that Hong Lu and Zhou Wenjing met. We'll have to wait for that person to come out to know what was said."
Fang Miaomiao nodded, "Alas, it feels like there's danger everywhere."
"Then aren't you going out to work?"
"How can I do that?" Fang Miaomiao righteously refused, "You had a falling out with Dad, and if you go to Wen's again, you'll definitely be ostracized. Since that's the case, it's better to stay at home. I won't go to work. I already said, I'll support you."
Wen Zhiyan looked at her and was silent for a while before saying, "You seem keen on supporting me."
"Of course. And I'll tell you that 'Hua Jin' starts filming next week, and I'll have to go to S City for a week."
The scenes for her master, not too many, but not too few either.
"Okay, be careful. If anything happens, call me, understand?"
Fang Miaomiao raised an eyebrow and hooked her arm around Wen Zhiyan's neck, "Then do you want to consider putting a tracker on me?"
"Are you sure?" Wen Zhiyan's voice was low.
"You really want to?"
"If Miao Miao wants it, I don't mind fulfilling Miao Miao's wish."
His slightly low voice made Fang Miaomiao blush, and she coughed a few times, "Um, what you said, has a bit of a double meaning."
"Is that so?"
"Calm down, we still have very important things to do."
"Okay."
Fang Miaomiao patted Wen Zhiyan's head, "Anyway, my advice is, if Wen's has problems, don't get involved."
"Miaomiao, what if I don't want to get involved, but they insist that I do?"
Fang Miaomiao didn't say anything.
Seeing the phone number, Fang Miaomiao raised an eyebrow.
"What's wrong?"
"Wen Wenlan called me."
Wen Zhiyan raised an eyebrow, "What are you looking at me for?"
"Why don't you explain first? Whether it's me or the original host, we have nothing to do with Wen Wenlan."
"What's there to explain?"
"Then shall I answer the call?"
Wen Zhiyan nodded.
He connected the call.
"Is there something?"
Wen Wenlan on the other end was silent for a moment, "You don't seem to welcome me?"
"Don't say that, it's not about whether I welcome you or not. We need to keep our distance. Is there something you need?"
"You accepted the script for 'Hua Jin'?"
"Oh, what's wrong?"
"Fu Lin went to prison and was sentenced to fifteen years, didn't you know?"
Fang Miaomiao found it increasingly inexplicable, "Wen Wenlan, did you call specifically to tell me that Fu Lin was sentenced to 15 years?"
Is this person crazy?
Wen Zhiyan received Fang Miaomiao's gaze and shook his head, indicating he didn't know either.
He didn't have much contact with Wen Wenlan.
"You, why did you hurt Yan Huan?"
Hearing this, Fang Miaomiao's face was full of question marks, "What are you talking about?"
"Ever since Fu Lin was arrested, Yan Huan hasn't left home."
"What does that have to do with me?" Fang Miaomiao rolled her eyes, "Wen Wenlan, don't tell me you're pinning this on me."
"It's not me who said it, it's someone else."
"Evidence."
"What evidence?"
"Bah, Wen Wenlan, is your brain underdeveloped? Or is your cerebellum completely undeveloped? Do you know what I was like a few years ago? If I knew Fu Lin, would I have been reviled by everyone?"
"Fang Miaomiao."
"Shut up, you should call me Auntie. You brainless thing, I don't know if you've studied so much that it's gone to the dogs." Fang Miaomiao, after fully absorbing the original host's memories, had no good feelings for these so-called male and female leads.
"If you had any brains, you should have investigated properly before speaking. Also, check if you know Wang Jiahui, go check it out yourself, and go to the hospital to check your brain and eyes, otherwise I'm afraid you won't even know how you were played to death by Fang Yan Huan later."
Fang Miaomiao finished in one breath and hung up the phone.
Wen Zhiyan, who witnessed the whole process: "..."
So girls throwing tantrums are really terrifying.
"Do you think Wen Wenlan is really stupid, or is he just too deeply in love with Fang Yan Huan by the will of heaven?"
"I, can't..." Wen Zhiyan swallowed the "can't answer" in his throat, "I think he's just stupid, he can't see Fang Yan Huan's true nature."
Fang Miaomiao nodded with satisfaction, "Then tell me, can Wen Wenlan find out about Fang Yan Huan's misdeeds?"
"Yes," Wen Zhiyan nodded firmly.
"Hmm?"
"They are the male and female leads in the early stages, they are equal, and uncontrollable. They can definitely investigate whatever they want."
Unlike them, they couldn't investigate anything they wanted. He now seriously suspected that the reason he couldn't find the culprit behind the scenes was precisely for this reason.
Fang Miaomiao also sighed, and looked at Wen Zhiyan with resentment, "Why aren't you the protagonist."
Wen Zhiyan raised an eyebrow, "It's okay, I'm the male lead's father. When the male lead grows up, we'll retire and let him support us."
The male lead, as the son of destiny in a world, would definitely have a smooth journey.
Fang Miaomiao gave him a thumbs up, "Alright, enough nonsense, let's still..."
Wen Zhiyan took out his phone and looked at the messages on it, his face growing colder as he read.
"What is it?" Fang Miaomiao leaned over to look, "Wow, who is this Hong Lu? Not only is she suspected of harming Old Master, but she also wants to kill us both."
Wen Zhiyan tilted his head slightly, "You seem very excited?"
"No way," Fang Miaomiao touched her nose, "Just curious about this Hong Lu."
Wen Zhiyan shook his head, "Investigated. It's normal."
"How about we investigate again?" Fang Miaomiao tested, "As long as she doesn't die, investigate her to death?"
"That's a good suggestion."
Xin Xuanlai, who received the message: "..."
Still investigating Hong Lu? Have they been feuding with Hong Lu these past few days?
"Brother Xin, look at this figure. Doesn't it resemble Hong Lu a bit?"
Hearing this, Xin Xuanlai's eyes lit up and he rushed over, "Where, where?"
A man wearing black-rimmed glasses and a black t-shirt squatted on a chair and pointed at a screen on the computer, "Here, I think it looks quite like that Hong Lu."
Xin Xuanlai squinted slightly, "Brother, can you zoom in a bit?"
"Can't zoom in," the man with glasses said honestly, "If I zoom in, cough, cough, something might happen."