Cao Luoxue suddenly sent a message, urging Wen Jingyi to answer the phone.

She glanced at Bai Mengqiu, who was still nervous and on guard against her, and then took a deep look at Zhang Chunli, who had a strange attitude.

He walked out of the door quietly and called Cao Luoxue back.

"You finally answered the phone!"

On the other side of the phone, Cao Luoxue patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief: "I heard some gossip from my friends, but I've been holding it in and telling no one. Why don't you answer the phone?"

"I'm suffocating!"

Wen Jingyi laughed and teased, "You seem to be in good spirits now, and you're in the mood to listen to gossip."

This is not the time to seek death.

"Oh, don't mention it. When I was interviewing a few days ago, I ran into that big shot who targeted me before, but this time I made her lose face!"

"How do you say it?"

Wen Jingyi laughed gently: "What do you mean."

"She loves to portray herself as a top student, but we all know that she dropped out of college before even finishing it, and she has absolutely no knowledge at all."

"So I deliberately said the wrong name of a book. As expected, she wanted to show off and immediately followed my lead by boasting about famous quotes from the book. Actually, those quotes were written for her by the team before the interview."

"I see," Wen Jingyi said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "No one paid attention to you because you were too obscure, but when she said something wrong, netizens magnified it."

"Yes!"

Losing 200 of your own money and hurting 1,000 of the enemy is a perfect deal!

Cao Luoxue boasted for a while, then suddenly remembered today's business and said angrily, "I almost forgot. I still want to tell you some gossip about Bai Mengqiu."

"A few days ago, I was chatting with a photographer friend and he mentioned it by chance."

Wen Jingyi glanced in the direction of the ward.

Bai Mengqiu and Zhang Chunli were still talking and laughing. Zhang Chunli, a famous director both at home and abroad, actually doted on Bai Mengqiu.

It's just like...the attitude towards the younger generation in the family.

She calmly withdrew her gaze and listened to Cao Luoxue say, "The story actually started more than 20 years ago."

"At that time, the domestic entertainment industry was still underdeveloped. There were few actors and directors, especially new-generation directors like Zhang Chunli who were neither here nor there."

“Survival is actually very difficult.”

The story begins with an exchange meeting for foreign directors more than 20 years ago.

It was also at that exchange meeting that the young director, who was in his early thirties at the time and had no power, influence or money, met a woman with a mysterious identity.

No one knows the woman's identity. Some say she is a rich second-generation, while others say she is an entrepreneur.

In short, almost all the directors and producers, including Zhang Chunli, received sponsorship.

Then, with this sponsorship, I made my first fortune and developed to where I am today.

It can be said that the mysterious woman at that time laid the foundation for most of the entertainment industry today.

Today, these directors and producers who have become the backbone of the industry are all grateful to that woman.

She is the white moonlight of everyone.

What a legendary drama...

Wen Jingyi complained silently, coughed lightly and asked, "Then what does this have to do with Bai Mengqiu?"

“It’s a big deal!”

"It is said that Bai Mengqiu is the descendant of that woman!"

Cao Luoxue's tone was agitated. He beat his chest and stamped his feet, wishing he could replace Bai Mengqiu. He said with regret:

"You don't know, but it's said that Bai Mengqiu suddenly appeared in the entertainment industry because he had a keepsake from the past. It was an invitation from that mysterious woman to attend the exchange meeting many years ago!"

"This is something that can prove your identity."

"So the reason Bai Mengqiu enjoys preferential treatment now is because of that previous relationship?"

Wen Jingyi subconsciously asked: "Besides this, did she produce any other evidence?"

"Isn't an invitation enough?"

"But my friend only heard about it accidentally, and he doesn't know much. Aren't you Bai Mengqiu's sister? I think you can ask her about this."

Wen Jingyi directly skipped this obviously unworkable topic.

The doubts in my heart grew bigger and bigger.

If that woman was so powerful back then, how could she have allowed Bai Mengqiu to become the adopted daughter of the Wen family?

And he was brought back from an orphanage.

If you want to prove Bai Mengqiu's authenticity, you still have to check her birth records and orphanage.

Then the problem is back to square one.

The orphanage the servants mentioned had no record of Bai Mengqiu at all, and the only person who might know something, Madam Wen, probably...

tapping!

Wen Jingyi almost forgot that she had such an important thing.

She hung up the phone in a hurry, told Cao Luoxue to contact her if she needed anything, and then hurriedly left the hospital.

I have to go back to the Wen family and test Mrs. Wen's attitude.

Wen Jingyi hurried all the way home, but before she got close, she subconsciously slowed down.

Standing in the distance, hesitating, I suddenly realized with a guilty conscience that I had actually forgotten something more important.

When she was talking sweetly to Shen Zekai, Mo Yunfan overheard it accidentally.

I haven't thought of explaining it until now.

"cough."

Wen Jingyi moved closer and met Mo Yunfan's sullen gaze. "When did you come?"

"When you said you wanted to take a leave."

That was half a day ago.

Wen Jingyi's breathing stopped suddenly, and she realized that a few inconspicuous cigarette ashes had fallen at his feet at some point.

But there was no longer any smell of cigarettes on Mo Yunfan.

“You can’t smell the smoke.”

Seeing that she noticed, Mo Yunfan looked deep into Wen Jingyi's heart, "Allergic, huh?"

The fingertips at her side suddenly tightened, and she felt an inexplicable pain in her heart.

After a long while, the intense soreness and swelling disappeared, and he whispered, "It's not serious."

She didn't know where Mo Yunfan found out from.

No one cared about this matter except the adoptive parents.

Later, both the Wen family and the Shen family, including Shen Zekai, only heard about it and never took it to heart.

At most, I can only sigh that there is such an allergen.

because……

"It's not serious, it just makes you more susceptible to respiratory infections and a slight cough after you smell it."

In the past, Wen Jingyi herself didn't take it seriously.

She herself felt that it was hypocritical to care about it, but when Mo Yunfan said it, she was shocked to realize that she should still care a little.

That's why I suddenly felt a sore nose.

"Is it because it's not serious that you don't care?"

Mo Yunfan looked at Wen Jingyi disapprovingly and said in a deep voice, "How many other things like this are there?"

His cold and awe-inspiring aura suddenly felt oppressive. Wen Jingyi subconsciously wanted to escape and turned around and said, "Come upstairs and sit down first. I'll make you a cup of tea."

But before Wen Jingyi left.

Suddenly, she felt resistance on her wrist. Mo Yunfan's cold eyes darkened as he looked at her quietly, "Your engagement with Shen Zerui, and your ex-husband, aren't you going to give me an explanation?"

“Is it because Shen Zerui looks exactly like Shen Zekai, so you plan to use Shen Zerui as a substitute?”