Jing Li died and transmigrated into an entertainment industry group pet novel, becoming the vicious supporting female character whose position was usurped by the fake rich daughter.
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"Well...Young Master Fei, Miss Jing is currently in the eye of the storm. Anyone who gets involved with her will not have a good ending. I'm afraid FYM won't agree to this easily..."
Wei Bingbing looked troubled.
In the entertainment industry, a good reputation is more important than anything else.
Given Jing Li's high standards, even if Fei Mo lowered his status, FYM probably wouldn't easily give in.
After all, even Cui Xueling, a popular young actress, only filmed the domestic version of "FYM," while Fei Mo filmed the international version.
Jing Li, an obscure actress plagued by scandals, has no right to be featured in the international edition of FYM.
"I'm afraid not. That means there's still room for negotiation. Do I need to teach you how to negotiate?"
Fei Mo's tone was tinged with displeasure, and her deep peach blossom eyes lazily glanced at Wei Bingbing.
"I understand. I will contact them as soon as possible!"
Swallowing hard, Wei Bingbing quickly replied.
The car slowly drove away.
Downstairs at the hospital, Jing Li didn't immediately go to the ward to stay with the patient; instead, she went to the smoking area.
She lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and slowly exhaled.
The producer's warning during the recording session at noon came to mind.
"If you don't want to ruin your voice, you'd better quit smoking and drinking as soon as possible. Your voice is much lower than when you recorded 'Candy' last year. You should know that long-term smoking and drinking will make your voice hoarse and thick. This kind of 'smoker's voice' in medical terms will cause great damage to your vocal cords."
Quit smoking and drinking?
No one in the world has the right to demand that she sever ties with what is most loyal to her.
Or perhaps... it did exist in the past.
Unfortunately... that man... had already left her forever.
A blurry handsome face appeared in her mind. Jing Li shook her head, revealed a mocking smile, stubbed out her cigarette, got up and left the smoking area, hiding her figure in the darkness.
Where did you go?
A slightly sinister male voice rang out from the shadows.
Jing Li frowned slightly and looked toward the source of the sound.
A tall figure emerged from the darkness. In the dim light, the man's face was exceptionally handsome, with sharp and unconventional features. He looked at her expressionlessly, a cold smile playing on his lips.
"What a rare guest... Mr. Luo."
With a half-smile playing on her lips, Jing Li replied dismissively.
"Don't you have anything else you want to say to me?"
With a slight frown, Luo Yichen asked.
Everyone, including myself, spent an afternoon and an evening looking for her.
"Hmm... what should I say? Question why you harmed your own employees? That's unnecessary..."
With an innocent shrug, Jing Li revealed a mocking smile, clearly indicating that she didn't want to talk to the other party.
"Are you so sure Fei Mo will help you? Jing Li, don't be silly... He's the most ruthless man in the world."
With a light scoff, Luo Yichen looked at her with a mocking smile, his eyes revealing her naivety.
"He's not trustworthy, but do you think you are? I've already said that my decision is entirely up to you. And haven't you already given me your answer?"
Jing Li walked slowly toward him, then tiptoed closer, whispering something in his ear in a low, ambiguous voice before passing by him.
Luo Yichen grabbed her hand and said in a sinister tone, "Stay away from Fei Mo. Be my woman. What he can give you, I can give you too!"
Jing Li looked at his unfathomable eyes and chuckled, "Judging from how nervous you are, Mr. Luo, anyone who didn't know better would think you have a crush on Young Master Fei and are going to great lengths to get rid of all the women around him. Is Mr. Luo gay?"