Chapter 82: I got carried away just now

Chapter 82: I got carried away just now

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Beep beep beep...

An Yu held her phone, speechless after being rebuked.

But a weight has been lifted from my heart.

Anyway, it's good that Wen Jin is safe.

God knows the devastation she felt when she saw her phone and discovered that Wen Jinye had sent her a message an hour earlier.

She was instantly struck dumb, her face turning deathly pale.

She was Xu Xiangbai's female companion tonight, and she attracted a lot of attention.

A producer whose agent had tried to contact her multiple times without success came over while An Yu was looking at her phone in the dessert area and struck up a conversation.

He also handed An Yu a glass of wine.

But at that moment, An Yu's mind went blank, and she almost mechanically pushed away the glass of wine.

Orange-yellow liquid spilled all over An Yu, but she didn't care. Wearing ten-centimeter high heels, she ran wildly through the swaying shadows.

My mind is filled with only one thought:

If Wen Jin also gets into trouble, she will regret it for the rest of her life.

Her panic did not escape Xu Xiangbai's notice.

The man, who had been chatting and laughing, suddenly appeared out of nowhere and grabbed An Yu's wrist. "Why are you running around on stilts? There are so many people around, whose foot do you want to break?"

An Yu was so anxious that she couldn't speak coherently, "My best friend, my best friend seems to be in trouble. I just saw the message she sent me, it's too late, it's all too late."

Xu Xiangbai's expression turned serious. "Wen Jin too?"

The only person who could make her panic and act recklessly was Wen Jinye.

An Yu nodded, and Xu Xiangbai suddenly seemed to see a glimmer of hope.

With trembling hands, she sent the location Wen Jin had also sent her, explaining the situation while bursting into tears, "It's here, sob sob sob. After sending that message, she never replied. If I can't find her, or if something happens to her, I'll hate myself for the rest of my life. If she's in danger, I'll definitely be the first person she thinks of..."

"I didn't reply to her. How desperate she must be."

His voice was distorted, and Xu Xiangbai couldn't hear him clearly. "I'll send someone to investigate now. Calm down first."

How could An Yu possibly calm down? She ran outside in a panic.

My mind is a complete mess right now, and all I want to do is rush to the address Wen Jinye posted.

The high heels were wobbling, so An Yu simply kicked them off.

A female celebrity, dressed in a gorgeous and expensive gown, stood in the early autumn night wind, tears streaming down her face, looking utterly disheveled.

Xu Xiangbai frowned, watching An Yu's panicked figure. He made a phone call to instruct his subordinates to investigate while he chased after An Yu.

He even picked up the high heel that she had kicked away.

Xu Xiangbai walked hurriedly, his attention mostly focused on An Yu's back. He accidentally bumped into He Jiayu in the lobby.

The subordinate replied over the phone, "Mr. Xu, all the surveillance cameras on that road were turned off during that time period. There's no way to investigate."

It left no trace.

Hearing the commotion on the phone, He Jiayu's eyes narrowed, and she grabbed Xu Xiangbai's sleeve as he was about to leave. "Xiangbai, what happened?"

Xu Xiangbai didn't think much of it, "It seems like reporter Wen has run into trouble."

He touched his chin to the direction An Yu was running in, "No, she was so worried."

He Jiayu gripped Xu Xiangbai's sleeve even tighter. "Xiangbai, are you trying to meddle in other people's business?"

“Reporter Wen has nothing to do with us. She’s in a mixed bag in that circle, and who knows what kind of people she’s offended. Why should we go to all that trouble?”

Xu Xiangbai felt somewhat confused, "She is, after all, A-Jing's ex-girlfriend."

Besides, An Yu was terrified. If something happened to Wen Jin, An Yu would definitely blame it on the person who attended the banquet with him tonight.

Xu Xiangbai felt a headache coming on just thinking about it.

Pulling the sleeve away from He Jiayu's palm, he said, "I'll go check it out first."

He Jiayu bit her lip. "Does A-Jing know about this?"

"No one has told him yet."

After saying that, Xu Xiangbai hurriedly went to catch up with An Yu.

He Jiayu stood there, her eyes filled with resentment, as if they were poisoned.

Are those people useless?

Why give Wen Jin a chance to ask for help?

Speak of the devil and he appears.

He Jiayu received a call from Tan Donglin.

Before she could even speak, the other party launched into a flustered attack, "Actress He, are your people reliable?"

"We were all eagerly waiting to receive the betrothal gifts, but the other party said they never even saw the woman! Where was Wen Jin sent?"

He Jiayu's face was extremely pale.

She clearly contacted the most reliable underground organization in the entire Jiangbei area, how could she have made a mistake?

He Jiayu immediately hung up on Tan Donglin's call, logged into a hidden app on her phone, and sure enough, received a message from him.

[This deal is off. The guy was kidnapped, and two of my trusted henchmen were also killed; they're all dead.]

According to the unwritten rules of the industry, deposits are non-refundable, and final payments are not accepted.

He Jiayu's face was filled with resentment and lingering fear.

Do you know who it is?

Actually, she had a vague guess in her heart.

Upon seeing the message from the other party, He Jiayu's face turned deathly pale.

They called him Mr. Fu.

Mr. Fu.

In Jiangbei, the only Mr. Fu who could inspire fear in people was probably Fu Yanjing.

Why--

They had already broken up, and Wen Jin was just such a humble person, yet Fu Yanjing still cared about her.

But He Jiayu could not sit idly by and wait for her fate.

What she needs to do now is to shut up everyone who knows the truth.

*

Outside the hotel, An Yu held the phone she had just hung up, remaining motionless for a long time.

But after learning that Wen Jin was also safe, his soul and spirit finally returned to their proper places.

Xu Xiangbai caught up from behind, his hand holding An Yu's high heels.

"All the surveillance cameras on that road were turned off in advance, so finding them is probably going to be difficult. I'm afraid I can't give you any definite information right now."

"There's no use in panicking now."

“No need…” An Yu turned around stiffly. “I just called Jin Ye, she’s safe now.”

Xu Xiangbai was taken aback. "Who moved so fast?"

An Yu felt annoyed just thinking about that name, "That bastard Fu Yanjing."

Xu Xiangbai raised an eyebrow. "You dare to curse him? As your boss, I can be merciful and protect you, but you should shut up in front of A-Jing. If he gets really angry, Reporter Wen can't protect you."

An Yu gave a cold laugh, "He answered Jin Ye's call, and I've already finished cursing him."

Xu Xiangbai: "I didn't realize you came from a suicide squad."

"I was really into it."

"And now?"

An Yu let out a breath, and her limbs, which had been numb from excessive tension, finally recovered.

She saw Xu Xiangbai's face and got angry again.

If he hadn't insisted on threatening her with her past and future career, she wouldn't have been a mere pretty face at the banquet, only seeing Wen Jinye's message after so long.

So An Yu gave a forced smile and said, "Now, I bow my head whenever I see you."

Xu Xiangbai gritted his teeth. "How dare you talk to your boss like that? Don't you want to work here anymore?"

An Yu fell silent instantly.

An actor's self-cultivation allows her to change her expression in an instant.

"I want to work for you for the rest of my life, until I die."

What wasn't mentioned was—

I've wanted to kill him my whole life.

And Fu Yanjing, you should die too.

The little devil inside me is going crazy, killing those two idiots.

An Yu revealed a satisfied yet wicked smile.