After Wang finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Xu Enzhen, who was walking ahead, noticed that the child hadn't followed, so she stopped and turned around to ask curiously, "Sui Sui, why did you stop walking?"

Jian Xingsui paused, then quickly followed up, saying, "I received a phone call."

Shen Xingchen asked, "Who is it?"

When they asked him that, Jian Xingsui instinctively wanted to put on a brave face and say that he was fine, because he was used to handling everything on his own, having been without support for many years.

But now, when everyone was looking at him with some concern, Jian Xingsui's heart tightened at first, then relaxed. He sighed softly and composed himself before speaking: "Well, my previous agency is causing me some trouble, so I might need to deal with it."

Shen Xingchen said irritably, "What, Bankrupt Entertainment?"

Jian Xingsui nodded: "Yes."

Shen Xingchen asked curiously, "Then the company hasn't gone bankrupt yet?"

Jian Xingsui shook her head: "No, I think I had some kind of conflict with them before, when we were on the show..."

He briefly recounted his experiences on the show, mentioning being asked to withdraw from the competition for one million yuan and being threatened by his agent over the phone. He didn't use many words to describe his misery, just briefly mentioning it.

Because he didn't want those who cared about him to be sad because of him.

What Jian Xingsui didn't know was that when he described those hardships in a light and casual tone, it was even more heartbreaking.

Xu Enzhen's eyes reddened again. She grasped Jian Xingsui's hand, her fingers trembling slightly, and said angrily, "This is too much! This is too much! How could they bully you like this! These people are completely lawless. Do they think they can control everything?"

Shen Xingchen was a straightforward young man, and upon hearing this, he slammed his fist on the table: "So that's how it is! Is this bankrupt entertainment company tired of living? They dare to bully my little brother! Why didn't you tell me before? You're such a dense person."

Jian Xingsui gave a helpless, bitter smile: "Telling you would only cause you trouble."

Shen Xingchen choked up.

Shen Minglang, who was on the other side, was more rational. He glanced at him and spoke up for Jian Xingsui: "In that environment, almost every company had already negotiated a contract. Even if we told you, it would be useless. On the contrary, if we told you, you might only make things worse with your brain."

Shen Xingchen said angrily, "Big brother, you really underestimate me! Is there anything I can't handle?"

Shen Minglang countered, "Then do you know how to terminate the contract to minimize losses? Do you know how to make Bankrupt Entertainment truly bankrupt?"

Shen Xingchen choked, unable to speak. Sometimes, rough people like to use bricks; they're really not good at being cultured.

Shen Minglang turned the tables on Jian Xingsui, pushing up his glasses and looking at him with feigned composure, taking the opportunity to gain favor. He then lowered his head and said to his younger brother, "Call me if anything happens in the future."

"Huh?" Jian Xingsui was called upon and quickly responded with a soft, crisp voice, subconsciously adding, "Thank you, big brother."

A smile unconsciously crept onto Shen Minglang's lips.

Actually, he had always had a secret quirk: he wanted a well-behaved and obedient younger brother, preferably the soft and cute type. But life is full of disappointments, and he ended up with Shen Xingchen, this mischievous monkey. He was slowly accepting his fate when, unexpectedly, heaven left a surprise for him.

However, Shen Yong, who was on the other side, was clearly the same type as the eldest son.

Shen Yong said, "Minglang, although you know more than Xingchen, you are not in the entertainment industry. I think it would be better to ask the eldest son of the Fu family to handle this matter. He is steady, reliable, and well-connected in the entertainment industry. He should be able to handle it well."

The Fu family?

Jian Xingsui was taken aback, and a guess began to form in her mind.

Shen Minglang didn't object. He knew, of course, that Fu Jinxiao would be more capable than him in handling things. He pushed up his glasses and said, "Sure. Jinxiao and I have always been on good terms. I'll call him later and talk to him to see if he's willing to help. If he is, things will be much easier."

Jian Xingsui hesitated and asked, "Is it... Actor Fu?"

Shen Minglang nodded: "Yes, your Teacher Fu."

For some reason, even though he knew his older brother didn't mean anything by it, Jian Xingsui couldn't help but blush when he heard Teacher Fu say those words. He lowered his head shyly, thinking to himself that it had been a very, very long time since he had seen Fu Jinxiao, and he thought he would never see her again in this life.

Shen Yong, however, thought he was still worried.

"You can rest assured about this matter. Even if we can't terminate the contract peacefully, it doesn't matter. It's just a company. At worst, we can just acquire it." Shen Yong sat in the front seat of the car, his imposing presence as the head of the company evident in his deep voice: "Our family's children will not be bullied by anyone."

Words spoken with conviction command authority without anger.

Yet it filled him with a deep sense of security, which, when it reached Jian Xingsui's ears, stirred ripples in his heart.

From childhood to adulthood, whenever he made a mistake in the Jian family, his father and brothers would always criticize him for bringing shame to the Jian family. Even if he was bullied, they would retort with the statement, "Why don't you bully others instead of him?"

This was the first time he had felt such protection, and such blatant favoritism at that.

Jian Xingsui was touched. Looking at the person sitting in front of her, she said softly, "Thank you, Dad. I know."

Shen Yong's body stiffened almost imperceptibly. The once powerful and influential CEO Shen replied softly, as if he had frightened a child: "You don't need to thank me anymore. You are my son, and we are all family now."

Jian Xingsui then nodded slightly.

While Mr. Shen appeared calm on the surface, he was overjoyed inside. Yes, just like his eldest son, he had always longed for a sweet and gentle child.

Unfortunately, the eldest son was naturally aloof and indifferent, and when it came to business, he cared more about profit than his father.

The second son, needless to say, was anything but obedient and well-behaved.

A child like Jian Xingsui deeply touched Shen Yong's heart, but the stoic CEO was used to being reserved and not good at expressing his emotions. Therefore, although hearing "Dad" at this moment could be described as a child-loving ecstasy, he did not show too much.

Xu Enzhen held Jian Xingsui's hand and said, "Sui Sui, have they been contacting you and threatening you ever since the show ended?"

Jian Xingsui nodded and said, "We've been in contact once or twice."

Xu Enzhen was still very upset: "Just because of that one million? This is outrageous!"

Jian Xingsui didn't want to see her mother sad, so she gently comforted her, "It's okay, Mom, it's all over now."

In fact, he didn't know what really made Xu Enzhen sad. What saddened her the most was that one million was really too insignificant for their family, but it was this one million that made her son suffer all kinds of humiliation from others.

Xu Enzhen also thought of something and said, "Sui Sui, send your card number to your mother."

Jian Xingsui was confused and hesitated, "What do you want me to do?"

“You’ll definitely need money for work and travel. Since you don’t have a formal job yet, Mom will transfer some pocket money to you.” Xu Enzhen added, as if afraid that Jian Xingsui would be worried about taking it, “Your second brother and eldest brother also have some.”

Jian Xingsui originally wanted to refuse, but hesitated after hearing the last sentence.

Shen Xingchen patted him on the shoulder and said, "Just send it."

Shen Yong also said, "Perfect, let's create a group chat. Xingchen, you can add your brother in."

Actually, the Shen family doesn't usually keep in touch. Everyone is very busy and they don't see each other often. If there's anything, they either have the nanny relay the message or make a phone call. It's only because of Jian Xingsui that they've been seeing each other more often lately, and it's also because of Jian Xingsui that they've created a group chat.

Shen Xingchen said, "Okay!"

They quickly created a group chat, named: "[A Loving Family]".

Shen Minglang retorted expressionlessly, "What a corny name."

Shen Xingchen exclaimed, "How is this tacky?"

Shen Minglang ignored him, slightly changed the group name back to: [Shen Family Communication Group]

Shen Yong frowned and said, "It's too official."

The eldest son is good in every way, except that he is sometimes too official and driven by self-interest.

Xu Enzhen held her phone for a moment, then smiled and typed, officially changing the group name to: 【Stars' Home】

...

After seeing the name, no one dared to object.

Shen Xingchen said, "It's quite artistic, and it sounds nice."

Shen Minglang nodded, the man who was slowly becoming a brother-obsessed brother nodded: "Not bad."

Jian Xingsui seemed a little shy after seeing this, and he said softly, "Isn't this a bit..."

“Very good.” Shen Yong also praised her. He glanced at his wife, and the two had a very good relationship: “My wife is the most capable in doing things.”

Xu Enzhen smiled and said, "That's right!"

Jian Xingsui was asked to send her bank card number to the group chat, and then she went home.

Shen Yong and Shen Minglang were going back to work together, while Xu Enzhen was going to the kitchen to cook, saying that someone was coming to visit that evening, so she wanted to prepare a good meal. As for Shen Xingchen, she went back to her room to catch up on sleep, while Jian Xingsui decided to go back to her room to take a shower.

However, just as he was taking off his clothes, his phone vibrated and displayed a text message: "Your card ending in 2436 received a transfer of 500,000 yuan, remaining balance: 500,100 yuan, recipient's name: Shen Xingchen."

Jian Xingsui: ?

Why is my allowance sent by my older brother?

And is it possible to ask for this much pocket money in a month? Did you add a few extra zeros?

Jian Xingsui held his phone in confusion for a long time, but since he had already taken off his clothes, he couldn't very well go downstairs to ask. He could only keep it to himself and decide to talk about it after he finished showering.

No sooner had I put my phone down than my phone rang again, this time with a text message: "Your card ending in 2436 received a transfer of 1000,100 yuan. Recipient: Xu Enzhen."

Jian Xingsui's eyes widened. Before she could even be shocked, two more text messages vibrated and arrived, also notifications of money transfers:

Your card ending in 2436 received a transfer of 1000100 yuan. The recipient's name is Shen Minglang.

Your card ending in 2436 received a transfer of 5000100 yuan to the recipient's account name: Shen Yong. Your account balance is: 7500100.

Jian Xingsui stood in the distance, holding her phone, somewhat dazed, staring at the numbers on the screen, feeling as if she couldn't even count all the zeros.

They call this... pocket money?

...

On the other side

The father and son, sitting in the van, were both looking at their phone screens. After the transfer was completed, they put their phones away.

Shen Yong asked casually, "Give Sui Sui some pocket money?"

"Hmm." Shen Minglang nodded. "It turned around a little."

Shen Yong nodded: "I also took a little spin."

The two looked at each other, both seeing a hint of distrust in each other's eyes, each feeling that the other was trying to win Sui Sui's favor behind their backs.

Shen Minglang remained silent and probed, "After all, it's his monthly allowance. He just came back, and I don't want to scare him, so I haven't transferred too little. It should be enough for him."

Shen Yong crossed his legs, looking as steady as a mountain, and said in a low voice, "Well, I'm just expressing my feelings."

"..."

Silence fell over the car again.

Both of them were secretly plotting their own agendas, and neither believed the other's nonsense.

…

afternoon

After receiving a phone call, Jian Xingsui went downstairs. The caller claimed to be Fu Jinxiao's agent, saying that the car had arrived at the Shen family's door and that he wanted to talk to Jian Xingsui privately about the contract.

Jian Xingsui was shocked when she received the call: "You are Ms. Wang?"

Wang Meican smiled and said, "What's wrong? Are you surprised?"

"I'm a little surprised," Jian Xingsui said respectfully as she ran downstairs. "I've long heard of your great reputation in the industry; you're a renowned top agent. I never expected to meet you today."

Wang Meican felt an even greater fondness for the child she had never met before, and smiled, "It's my honor. Come down quickly, I'll be waiting for you outside."

Jian Xingsui: "Okay."

Wang Meican felt somewhat emotional after hanging up the phone.

Logically speaking, it was just a matter of terminating a contract, which shouldn't have required her involvement. Even if the call was made to Fu Jinxiao for help, Wang Meican could have easily arranged for someone capable to handle it. But the strange thing is that Fu Jinxiao, who usually doesn't care about anything, gave the order while she was making plans: "You handle this personally."

Wang Meican was quite surprised at the time.

What surprised her the most was that when Fu Jinxiao got off the plane in the morning and was supposed to rest, she heard that she was going to pick up Jian Xingsui and actually came over. Even she herself was worried and clearly wanted to keep an eye on her. Her protective manner made it seem as if she was afraid that someone would bully Jian Xingsui.

Jian Xingsui ran downstairs and opened the car door to greet Wang Meican, but when she looked up, she met another handsome face.

Fu Jinxiao leaned back lazily in the back seat of the van, wearing a black suit that he would probably wear to an event, making him look like a refined young nobleman. At this moment, a nonchalant smile appeared on his handsome face: "Oh, what a coincidence."

Jian Xingsui stood up in shock. He was used to being a student, and when he saw the teacher, he subconsciously tried to straighten his back and be upright. However, because he was too nervous, he forgot where he was and moved too much, so his head almost hit the roof of the car.

Fu Jinxiao raised an eyebrow in slight surprise.

Jian Xingsui was a little annoyed. He steadied himself and got into the car, closing the door behind him. He said respectfully, "Teacher Fu, it's been a long time."

Fu Jinxiao felt a surge of joy for some reason when she saw this simple-minded child. She said slowly, "It has indeed been a long time, but I have already left Starlight. You don't need to call me teacher anymore."

Jian Xingsui: "How can that be? You taught me, and even if I leave 'Starlight,' I will never forget your kindness and will always remember you."

Fu Jinxiao raised an eyebrow: "Really?"

Jian Xingsui nodded seriously: "Really!"

"Is that so..." Fu Jinxiao drawled out the last syllable, her slow, deliberate voice tinged with a hint of teasing: "I didn't realize how much you missed me. For a month or two, you haven't even sent a message, let alone a phone call. Are you just saying nice things?"

Jian Xingsui was startled. Fearing that Fu Jinxiao would misunderstand, he hurriedly explained, "No, no, I was just afraid of bothering you!"

Fu Jinxiao looked at his somewhat anxious appearance. The child beside her had rosy lips and white teeth, and his hair had really grown a lot. He looked delicate and pretty. His cheeks were a little red from his anxiety. He was cute and easy to bully, which made him really lovable.

Wang Meican, who was watching from the sidelines: "..."

Can her artists even act like human beings?

You're really that happy teasing the younger generation? How come I never noticed this strange habit of yours before?

Wang Meican coughed lightly, trying to ease the tension.

Fu Jinxiao received the signal, raised an eyebrow, and finally stopped teasing, his voice deep and magnetic: "I'm not angry, I was just kidding."

Jian Xingsui finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that Jian Xingsui wasn't as nervous as she had been when she first met him, Fu Jinxiao's expression became much more serious. When he was serious, his demeanor was completely different from before. He asked, "Did you bring the contract?"

Jian Xingsui was startled, then quickly nodded and took out the item from his arms: "I brought it."

Wang Meican immediately took it and glanced at it. As a professional agent, she quickly spotted the problem: "This contract looks fine at first glance, but there are many hidden traps. Young people without experience can easily be scammed. Did you not think that much about it at the time?"

Jian Xingsui nodded.

Wang Meican glanced at Fu Jinxiao subconsciously, wanting to know his thoughts, but the movie star didn't respond. He just sat there, listlessly flipping through the schedule for the next few days, his expression indifferent, revealing nothing of his mind.

This also made the agent somewhat disheartened.

Despite working together for so many years, she still couldn't see through Fu Jinxiao. He was unpredictable, deep-thinking, and even more difficult to fathom. These were things that she used to be proud of and grateful for, since artists are hard to fathom and the media can't easily make unfounded accusations. But now she felt a bit annoyed, because all these years, Fu Jinxiao seemed so approachable, but probably no one had ever really gotten close to him.

Wang Meican tentatively continued speaking to Jian Xingsui, "Now that we're terminating the contract early, it's essentially a breach of contract, so when we talk about the penalty for breach of contract..."

Before Jian Xingsui could speak, Fu Jinxiao closed the schedule beside her: "Break-up fee?"

Wang Meican looked at him with a puzzled expression.

Fu Jinxiao crossed his long legs, a smile playing on his refined and scholarly face: "Do you really need to discuss breach of contract penalties when terminating a contract with a small company like Bankrupt Entertainment?"

Wang Meican hesitated: "So what do you mean?"

Fu Jinxiao raised an eyebrow: "Don't you know what kind of company this entertainment company has always been?"

Notorious in the industry, they have always relied on alcohol and sex to force celebrities to drink and perform, and even made money by taking breach of contract fees from some young celebrities. They have done all sorts of shady things.

Wang Meican said, "So you're planning to..."

“You have to deal with thugs the same way you would thugs.” Fu Jinxiao sat elegantly, looking very reasonable. He glanced at Jian Xingsui and said, “Your manager and company have bullied you quite a bit, haven’t they?”

Jian Xingsui nodded slowly.

The car arrived at the company building. Fu Jinxiao opened the door and got out. The tall, upright man leaned against the car door, glanced inside, and said slowly, with a slightly roguish look on his face, quite different from his usual appearance. "That title of 'teacher' isn't for nothing. Let's go and meet them."

...

The bright white lights of the parking lot shone on people. Jian Xingsui sat in the car and looked up. The man standing outside was tall and handsome, and his cynical face also looked exceptionally handsome. At this moment, he felt his heartbeat become erratic again.

For a moment, he remembered Starlight's battle royale, where this person had said the same thing.

In many times when he needed help and was isolated and helpless, he stood in front of him. Although he never made any grand promises, as long as he was there, he would never let himself be exposed to the storms of life.

Sure enough, no matter how many times we meet, I still fall for him.

Jian Xingsui slowly came back to her senses. After getting out of the car, she picked up her phone and called Brother Wang: "Hey, Brother Wang, didn't you ask me to come over? I'm downstairs. Um, I also brought the contract. I brought a friend with me this time. We want to discuss the termination of the contract with you."

Brother Wang was shocked and almost thought he had misheard: "You really want to terminate the contract with us?"

Jian Xingsui nodded.

"You... fine, but don't regret it!" Brother Wang wasn't too scared. So what if Jian Xingsui brought friends? Could he possibly invite the King of Heaven himself? So he said, "Alright, then come on up!"

Jian Xingsui then hung up the phone and followed Fu Jinxiao and Wang Meican upstairs.

There was a private elevator for employees, so the journey was smooth. When we arrived at the conference room on the 10th floor, Brother Wang was still checking things and talking to the other managers. When he heard a noise at the door, he turned around and saw that the tea in his hand had spilled all over his clothes.

Wang Meican pushed open the door and said to the people inside, "Excuse me, I'm sorry to bother you."

Fu Jinxiao, who strolled in slowly from behind, glanced at the people in the room, and smiled gently when she saw the teapot on the table: "What a refined taste you all have."

"Swish"

Almost everyone in the room stood up after he finished speaking.

Everyone was utterly shocked. Everyone knew the movie star Fu Jinxiao, and everyone knew the famous Fenghua Entertainment and the Fu Group. This person standing there was like the King of Heaven himself had arrived.

"No need to be nervous, please have a seat." Fu Jinxiao casually raised his hand, pulled out a chair and sat down. He was polite from beginning to end, but his imposing aura made everyone nervous. He smiled slightly and said in a friendly manner, "I am here today because of Jian Xingsui's contract termination agreement. I heard that your company wants to negotiate, so I brought my agent with me to hear your opinions."

Entrusted by someone?

Who can persuade you to come?

The same thought popped into everyone's mind at the same time, and then Fu Jinxiao continued, "Of course, we are all reasonable people. This time, we will follow the original terms of the contract. My agent will be mainly responsible for negotiating this, and I am just here to listen in. You can just pretend I don't exist."

"..."

Who dares to pretend you don't exist?!

Despite the freezing winter weather, the executives were sweating profusely. Fu Jinxiao, even without saying a word, was like a plague god, inspiring fear and impossible to ignore.

Brother Wang, no longer arrogant, looked at Jian Xingsui and asked, "Sui Sui, this is your friend?"

Jian Xingsui nodded slightly.

Brother Wang stammered a bit, then gave an awkward laugh: "You have good taste; you're getting better and better at recognizing people and making friends."

Before Jian Xingsui could speak, Fu Jinxiao, who was standing next to her, slowly said, "That's not necessarily true."

Brother Wang looked at him.

Fu Jinxiao's smile was laced with sarcasm: "Otherwise, how could I have gotten to know you and signed a contract with your company?"

Brother Wang was extremely arrogant in front of Jian Xingsui, but he was meek and submissive in front of Fu Jinxiao, even when he was ridiculed, he could still force a smile and say, "Yes, yes, yes..."

Wang Meican didn't want to waste time talking to them, so she said, "Let's begin. We're here to discuss contract termination with your company. Here's the thing: we're proposing to terminate the contract today and demanding compensation for the artist's emotional distress, as well as compensation for the time and energy wasted at your company over the past two years. I've also learned that he hasn't had any announcements or work for most of the time, and you haven't fulfilled your contractual obligations regarding resource support. You need to compensate for all of these aspects, with a total amount of approximately five million yuan."

The people at the table were shocked!

They all came here today to teach Jian Xingsui a lesson and, incidentally, to extort some money from her contract termination, but who knew they'd end up being the ones being extorted!

Brother Wang asked in shock, "Um, Ms. Wang, why are we paying these fees? Logically speaking, shouldn't it be that Sui Sui breached the contract first?"

"What does it mean when an artist voluntarily mentions breach of contract?" Wang Meican took out a recording pen, making everyone think that this was the recording of Wang Ge threatening Jian Xingsui to withdraw from the competition on the phone in the corridor: "This is a recording of the corridor that I obtained from the director team. As an agency, they failed to protect the rights of the artists and resorted to threats, which has seriously harmed the artists' physical and mental health."

Wang Ge's face turned pale. She never expected that Wang Meican would be so powerful!

Jian Xingsui also looked at Wang Meican in shock.

As long as Wang Meican appears calm, only she knows that there is nothing in the recording pen. These are all tricks that Fu Jinxiao taught her on the way here to bluff people. When it comes to cunning and treacherous things, Actor Fu is always quite good at it.

Brother Wang was frightened and stammered, "This is an internal matter of our company. Moreover, the contract that President Ji originally agreed to did not include any emotional part. Since Jian Xingsui took the initiative to terminate the contract, he is in breach of contract!"

"Internal matters?" Fu Jinxiao finally spoke, sitting there lazily with a smirk on his lips: "I remember Li Xu'an is also from your company, right? So, his private affairs with sugar daddies, drinking and having affairs, and keeping women, are also internal matters?"

Brother Wang's face turned deathly pale.

Li Xu'an is the most popular artist in their company, as well as their cash cow and pillar. If he's gone, Bankrupt Entertainment will also be finished.

Another person entered through the glass door. It was Ji Chuan, the president of Bankrupt Entertainment. He had a bad feeling the moment he heard that Fu Jinxiao had come to the company. He rushed in, still panting.

Fu Jinxiao turned around and saw him, smiling: "Oh, or is it an internal matter that President Ji is keeping a mistress outside?"

President Ji's face turned deathly pale in an instant, and he almost couldn't hold the door open.

The people inside were no longer as arrogant as before. President Ji hurriedly came over with a smile and said in a flustered manner, "Brother Fu, Brother Fu, what's wrong? Why did you come here without telling me? Are you here to terminate the contract of an artist?"

Fu Jinxiao: "Hmm, but I heard from Ji's people that there seems to be some kind of penalty for breach of contract?"

Ji Chuan kicked Brother Wang: "What kind of work are you doing? What breach of contract fee? It's just a normal contract termination, why would I need a breach of contract fee?"

Brother Wang cried out in pain after being kicked, but then replied through gritted teeth, "No, right, I just remembered. This is a normal termination of the contract. Sui Sui didn't breach the contract. The termination agreement can be signed in a bit."

Fu Jinxiao's dark eyes swept over Brother Wang, and his tone lowered a notch: "Normal?"

His voice wasn't very serious, but it sent a chill down your spine.

Wang Meican said from the side, "Has your company forgotten what I just said?"

Brother Wang was on the verge of tears, and timidly glanced at the boss: "The penalty for breach of contract, we have to pay five million in penalty fees..."

Ji Chuan was also in tears. He hadn't expected to run into such a tough opponent. But looking at Fu Jinxiao in front of him, he knew that if he didn't admit defeat today, things might get even worse tomorrow. So he smiled through his tears and said, "Of course, it was all our fault for breaching the contract. Once the contract is signed, we'll transfer the money to Sui Sui."

Fu Jinxiao smiled and said, "Thank you for your help."

With tears in his eyes, President Ji nodded: "No trouble at all, it's nothing, it's nothing."

Fu Jinxiao glanced down at Jian Xingsui again and said slowly, "Since President Ji also thinks it's the right thing to do, shouldn't the artist apologize for breaching the contract?"

Mr. Ji was already feeling very aggrieved. What kind of boss apologizes to his employees?

If only we had agreed when Jian Xingsui wanted to terminate the contract, otherwise we wouldn't have ended up shooting ourselves in the foot today. President Ji was heartbroken, but he still didn't dare to resist. He turned around and shook hands with Jian Xingsui, saying sadly, "Suisui, we are sorry for you and made you suffer."

Jian Xingsui hadn't expected things to turn out this way. He stood up and nodded reluctantly, "It's okay."

Fu Jinxiao glanced at Brother Wang again indifferently.

Brother Wang understood perfectly well and quickly stepped forward to hold Jian Xingsui's hand. He also felt a little guilty towards Jian Xingsui, and this time his words were filled with genuine emotion: "Suisui, I'm sorry for what I did to you before. Congratulations on terminating your contract. I hope you can find a good home in the future..."

Jian Xingsui never imagined that one day these two people would apologize to her so humbly, but she still nodded and said, "It's okay, forget it."

What was originally an impossible task was quickly finalized.

When Jian Xingsui received the termination agreement, she felt like she was dreaming. As she went downstairs, she kept muttering, "That's it?"

Fu Jinxiao glanced at him sideways: "You still want to go back and beat them up?"

Jian Xingsui thought it was a joke, but when she glanced to the side, she saw that Fu Jinxiao was actually looking at her, with an expression that said he was not joking at all and that she could go back with just a nod!

Jian Xingsui quickly shook his head, then asked, "How did you know about the gossip between Li Xu'an and President Ji?"

Is the movie star so free?

Fu Jinxiao leaned against the elevator railing, looking languid, and said lazily, "Just guessing."

? ? ! !

Jian Xingsui's eyes widened.

Wang Meican explained with a smile: "Those who aren't exactly clean in the industry basically all play this game, so it's easy to guess."

Jian Xingsui felt as if she had opened the door to a new world, and asked again, "Then, that recording?"

Wang Meican shrugged: "Of course it's fake. Where would we find that much time in just one noon? It's just to scare them. They're just feeling guilty. I learned this from your teacher, Teacher Fu."

"..."

Jian Xingsui's gaze towards Fu Jinxiao had changed, now filled with admiration and awe, while she also deeply felt that her previous understanding of Fu Jinxiao was merely the tip of the iceberg!

Back in the car, Wang Meican wisely decided not to be a third wheel: "I have to go back to the company now. See you in a couple of days."

Fu Jinxiao responded lightly and said to Jian Xingsui, "My driver will come to pick me up in a little while. You'll come back to the Shen family with me."

Jian Xingsui was taken aback and asked in surprise, "Are you going back to the Shen family too?"

"What, you didn't know?" Fu Jinxiao's handsome face held a hint of teasing. "Today, Madam Xu invited my mother to be her guest and arranged for us to meet."

Jian Xingsui remembered that Xu Enzhen did say something like that at noon, but why did she set up a meeting between him and Fu Jinxiao?

Jian Xingsui obediently shook her head: "I don't know, but Mother and your mother seem to be very familiar with each other?"

Fu Jinxiao was quite patient with him: "They're more than just familiar; they've been best friends since childhood."

Jian Xingsui guessed half of it: "So Mother wants to introduce me to Auntie?"

“Half and half.” Fu Jinxiao’s smile deepened, carrying something that Jian Xingsui still couldn’t quite understand. He said slowly, “I reckon Madam Xu would like to introduce you to me more.”

Jian Xingsui: ?

What kind of riddle is this?