Chapter 165 - Come Clean With Me—Were You Missing Me?
Chapter 165: Come Clean With Me—Were You Missing Me?
“Useless fool.” Zhao Zhu was so angry she almost threw her phone into the water. Yan Changqing merely had the Song Family as her backing—what was so scary about that?
“Miss Zhao…” Suddenly, a tall figure appeared in the mirror before her.
The man appeared suddenly like a ghost and his two-meter stature was two heads taller than her. Besides, those deep and immeasurable manly eyes didn’t have a trace of warmth, making her shudder from the cold. “Yan Molun, what do you want? I’m warning you—if you even touch a finger of mine, my Dad won’t let you off.”
“I know the leaders of many crime syndicates. They all know your Dad and are also very interested in your family’s businesses and money. I just have to reveal to them that you’re his daughter and would you believe you will still be able to stand here safely washing your hands tomorrow?” Yan Molun turned on the tap and washed his hands. His expression was cold and indifferent. “You’re too young. The world outside is far dirtier and messier than you think. I won’t make trouble with you on the production team. Personally, I just want filming in Hong Kong to be completed as soon as possible and for everyone to return home safely, but I’m not so certain about the people around you.”
“What did you do?” Zhao Zhu watched that apathetic scar on his face and sucked in a breath of cold air.
“Miss Zhao, you’ll find out tonight.” Yan Molun smiled eerily. He lowered his head and suddenly lifted a corner of Zhao Zhu’s shirt to wipe his wet hands.
“What are you doing?” Zhao Zhu was furious. “Do you know that this shirt cost tens of thousands? It’s a limited edition, you know…”
She had yet to finish speaking when her throat was gripped by a huge palm.
However, she was quickly released. That man grabbed one of her hands and pressed it on his chest where his heart was.
Zhao Zhu felt a chill in her heart. Hidden there, was actually a… gun.
This person was really very twisted.
“Don’t you raise your voice at me, got it?” Yan Molun then pinched her chin. He was using so much force it was as though he was about to break her chin into pieces. “I’m not doing anything to you not because of your family, but because without you as a female lead, they would have to find another one and redo the filming. It’d be very troublesome. Know your place here. Otherwise, I’ll have you die without you even knowing how you died.”
He released her. Zhao Zhu’s body was still enveloped by the chill. Her teeth were chattering and she shrank back, wanting to stare at him, but she didn’t dare to and could only allow this dangerous man to walk past her and leave.
After nine at night, after she just finished filming, her assistant received a call from the hospital, telling her frantically, “Brother Meng is in the hospital. I heard he got into an accident during the day and he was sent to the hospital after being found unconscious in an alley in Sham Shui Po with blood all over his body.”
Zhao Zhu shuddered. Meng Peng seemed to be a renowned manager in the industry and had good ties with many and knew many wealthy people. He was actually beaten up in broad daylight and sent to the hospital. This must’ve been Yan Molun’s doing.
She sucked in a deep breath of cold air. Meng Peng was a renowned manager in Shang Wei. If something happened to him, Fu Yu would hate her to the core.
In a clubhouse in Northern City, Fu Yu was smoking and socializing with a few big bosses in a suite. Longxin suddenly knocked on the door and walked in, whispering in his ear, “Meng Peng got into an accident in Hong Kong. He was beaten up ruthlessly. I’ve just contacted Hong Kong’s hospital and his injuries are very serious but his life is no longer in danger. However, his face was slashed by someone and there are multiple fractures in his body. He will need at least a year or two of rest before he can come back to work.”
Fu Yu’s gaze sharpened and after excusing himself from the few big bosses, he stood up and left the suite, asking in a low tone, “Who did Meng Peng offend?”
“I heard it was because Zhao Zhu bribed a Hong Kong magazine to defame Yan Changqing and Jiang Duoyao, saying that they drank excessively, which was this morning’s news article. Meng Peng could’ve been some means the other party used to warn Zhao Zhu.” Longxin said, “I’ve already instructed the staff around Zhao Zhu to not go out alone for the time being and I’ve also reported this incident to the police, but there’s been no progress with the police. I found out that it was Yan Molun who got someone to beat up Meng Peng. This person seems to know many government officials in Hong Kong; we can’t do anything to him at all.”
“I heard my dad mentioning this name before. Arrange a night ticket to Hong Kong for me,” said Fu Yu.
“Sure.” Longxin was very efficient.
In an hour, the two were on a flight to Hong Kong. Fu Yu went to the hospital first to visit Meng Peng, but he had yet to wake up. Fu Yu didn’t linger there any further and checked in to a hotel in Hong Kong.
The next day, Zhao Zhu received news and went over to knock on his door immediately.
It was Longxin who opened the door. Zhao Zhu said hurriedly, “Where’s CEO Fu? Why didn’t you tell me that he came over yesterday?”
“CEO Fu doesn’t want to see you,” Longxin said straightforwardly.
“What do you mean?” Zhao Zhu was enraged. “Just because of Meng Peng? I wasn’t even the one who got someone to beat him up. It was Yan Changqing.”
“If you didn’t make trouble with Yan Changqing secretly, would Meng Peng have gotten into an accident?” Longxin couldn’t help but frown. “Miss Zhao, Mr. Meng was Shang Wei’s best manager. Other than you, there are another four or five artistes under him. Two of them are the most popular now. Now that the doctor has said that Meng Peng will need to take a year or two to fully recover, do you know how much losses it will bring to Shang Wei?”
“Isn’t it just money? I’ll make my Dad make it up to you,” Zhao Zhu said vexedly.
Longxin scoffed in his heart. “Sure, it’s hundreds of millions of losses all handled by Meng Peng. Let your Dad compensate for it all. Now, Shang Wei has to find a new manager to take over Meng Peng’s work. Do you think it’s easy to find a manager like him? Do you know how much manpower and resources the company has put in to poach Meng Peng over? Also, the company has plans to groom new artistes and all these plans will have to change because of you. I suggest you don’t disturb CEO Fu. He’s in a fit of anger right now.”
Longxin closed the door straight away and proceeded back to report to Fu Yu. “I’ve already chased her off.”
“Zhao Zongtao could be considered shrewd for half his life. How did he give birth to such a stupid daughter?” Fu Yu’s blood was still boiling at the mention of this incident. “I don’t ever want to see her again. After this drama, get her to leave Shang Wei. For a stupid pig like that, it would be weird if Xin Ziao took fancy to her. This chess piece, Meng Peng, can be considered useless.”
Longxin stayed silent. He rarely saw Fu Yu scolding someone like that. It seemed like he was really angry.
After nine in the morning, Changqing was eating breakfast in the hotel’s restaurant while reading her script.
When Fu Yu appeared, she didn’t notice him at all and it was Wen Tong who coughed a few times.
“Changqing…” Fu Yu saw that familiar silhouette and quickened his pace subconsciously. Before he even reached her, a bronze arm appeared in front of him.
“What are you doing?” Fu Yu’s gaze followed the arm to see a dispirited and cold face. Very quickly, he guessed who he was.
“Apologies. If you want to talk to her, you’ll have to keep a meter’s distance.” Yan Molun’s tone didn’t carry a single trace of warmth or feeling.
Fu Yu’s eyes burned with anger. The atmosphere looked as though he would explode any moment and Changqing quickly stood up to persuade Yan Molun. “He’s Shang Wei’s boss and also a next-door brother of mine. It’s okay for him to come and see me.”
“Apologies, you aren’t my master and you didn’t pay me either. I don’t have to listen to you.” Yan Molun didn’t even look at her.
Changqing felt so awkward that her face flushed red. She was extremely embarrassed. How could there be such an unreasonable bodyguard? However, thinking back to what Song Chuyi said last night, she still didn’t dare to offend him. He was a person who was more horrifying than Li Shaobin and she was timid to begin with.
“Back off right now; I don’t care who hired you. She has her right to freedom. What you’re doing is surveillance, do you know that?” Fu Yu was furious. It wasn’t easy for him to finally bring her over here. In the end, Song Chuyi actually came up with this plan. Forget it if he got a normal bodyguard, but this person had to be someone who wasn’t a small fry. Who knew that Song Chuyi, who worked at the operating table every day, would know someone like this?
“I’m not even preventing you from talking.” Yan Molun scoffed. “If you’re a gentleman, is there any problem with talking to somebody with a one-meter distance? You two aren’t even deaf. Besides, if you talk to a person at a distance closer than half a meter, your saliva can easily fly to the other person’s face, just like how your saliva’s already flown onto my face several times already.”
Fu Yu’s face was red with fury. His saliva hadn’t even flown anywhere; that was simply slander.
“Or do you want to keep a distance that cannot get any closer to her?” Yan Molun suddenly laughed coldly. “How much is that? Point something millimeters or would it be best if there was no distance at all? Would that be okay? After all, she has a husband.”
“Alright, cut it out.” Changqing felt awkward hearing this herself, not to mention Fu Yu. “Brother Fu Yu is like a brother to me. Brother Molun, can you help me get a serving of rice noodle rolls again?”
“Apologies, I don’t help you run errands. You can get your assistant to buy it.” Yan Molun made Changqing speechless once again. “I’ve promised someone to protect you every moment other than when you’re sleeping.”
The corners of Changqing’s lips twitched. She finally understood it.
Song Chuyi arranged this bodyguard for her firstly to protect her, and secondly, to keep her under watch.
She felt discouraged and gave in to fate. “Brother Fu Yu, let’s just talk like this. Right, are you here in Hong Kong to visit the production team?”
“No.” Fu Yu looked at Yan Molun who was at the side and almost wanted to beat him up. This made him unable to converse properly. He couldn’t even talk about private matters. “Do you know that Meng Peng was beaten up and sent to the hospital yesterday? His injuries are very serious.”
“Huh?” Changqing’s eyes widened. “No wonder I didn’t see him all day yesterday. Did he offend someone?”
Fu Yu took in a deep breath. He knew Changqing wasn’t aware of it. She was so innocent and was incapable of such ruthless things. “He didn’t offend anyone; he just became someone else’s scapegoat.”
“That’s too sad.” Changqing said, “I’ll get Wen Tong to go to the hospital to send Assistant Meng a fruit basket later.”
“That’s why… sometimes, you have to be careful when you do things. Otherwise, you might become someone else’s scapegoat.” Yan Molun suddenly said, “It’s already fortunate that he didn’t lose his life.”
Changqing was in a daze and nodded. “Yes, yes.”
Fu Yu clenched his fists.
He held his anger in. “I’m going over to the set later; do you want to go together?”
“… Mm, sure.” Changqing watched Yan Molun’s expression as she nodded.