Lord, Your Wife Is Overpowered Again!

Bai Shimu first saw Gu Jueye on news reports. He was from a prestigious family, exceptionally handsome and elegant. Her first impression of him? "A demon!"

The second time she met Gu ...

Chapter 630 A cornered dog will jump over the wall; Brother Ye is a professional dog beater.

In contrast to the tense standoff between Su Peishan and Producer Liu, Bai Qianmo, the person involved, appeared unusually calm.

"Producer Liu, if someone orchestrated this whole thing to ruin my reputation, and that person happens to be from our production crew, how would you handle it?"

"If you can provide evidence to prove that someone has indeed slandered and framed you, I'll say it right here today: even if the other party is Kong Shen, I will publicly announce the replacement of the director."

Kong Shen rolled his eyes at Producer Liu: "I'm not that bored."

"It was just an analogy. Don't we know each other well? You're so focused on studying your script, you don't have time to mess around with these trivial matters." Producer Liu seemed to be complaining about Kong Shen's dullness, but it was actually a veiled compliment.

Bai Qianmo smiled and said, "Director Kong, you have to be my witness!"

When Kong Shen looked at Bai Qianmo and met her calm and intelligent gaze, he understood.

This girl is so calm and composed; she must have a plan in mind.

“Okay, I’ll vouch for you. I heard everything Producer Liu said today. If anyone disturbs the peace of the crew, whoever it is, they will be kicked out of the crew. Producer Liu, what do you think?”

Producer Liu nodded without hesitation: "No problem, I mean what I say!"

"Alright, then... I won't stand on ceremony!" Bai Qianmo slowly stood up from her chair, smiling as she looked at Producer Liu.

Producer Liu stared at Bai Qianmo's crescent-shaped eyes, and his heart skipped a beat.

Why does it feel like a lamb being led into the jaws of a tiger?

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"Bastard, Bai Qianmo, you bitch, you bitch!" Jin Zhennuan returned to the RV and began to curse furiously.

When she saw the news, she could hardly believe her eyes.

The person who was keeping Bai Qianmo as a mistress was none other than her own biological father.

This feeling of humiliation made her feel uncomfortable all over, and waves of nausea washed over her.

He took out his phone, his hands trembling slightly with anger.

He found Jin Wancai's phone number and dialed it immediately.

Jin Wancai had just finished an emergency meeting when his secretary handed him his phone.

"Mr. Jin, it's Miss Jin calling!"

Jin Wancai looked worried. When he heard that it was his daughter calling, his brows furrowed into a deep frown.

Thinking of his son and daughter, Jin Wancai was overcome with grief.

Jin Wancai, a small-town hoodlum, spent over twenty years in the capital before finally building his current fortune.

Unfortunately, none of his children are successful. His son hangs out with his cronies every day, playing around with women more often than changing clothes. Those so-called internet celebrities and vixens surround him, flattering him to the point of losing his senses.

The daughter is no less troublesome. As the daughter of the Jin family, she doesn't do anything productive and insists on following her uncle into the entertainment industry. Not only has she not earned a penny, but she also has to send money to every film and television production in order to get a good role.

He was feeling irritable at the moment and hesitated to answer his daughter's call.

The phone finally stopped ringing, but then it started ringing again the next second.

Jin Wancai pinched the bridge of his nose in exasperation, then had his secretary close the office door before walking to the floor-to-ceiling window and pressing the answer button.

"My dear aunt, what's wrong now? If you need money, go to Manager Wang in the finance department. You don't need to go through me."

Although his daughter wasn't very successful, it's said that daughters are one's lovers from a past life, so Jin Wancai preferred his daughter to his son.

"Jin Wancai, you shameless old man, look at all the filthy things you've done. How can you face my mother? How can you face our family? Waaah... There are so many women out there, why did you have to choose a piece of trash like Bai Qianmo? Have you lost your mind?"

Jin Wancai's face immediately darkened, and his voice turned cold: "Don't believe those fake news reports. Miss Bai and I have absolutely no relationship like the ones portrayed in the news."

"You're still trying to lie to me? Yesterday you sent someone over to deliver things to Bai Qianmo, treating her like an empress dowager. This morning you took her to the Cuishan Residence villa, where you stayed for over an hour. Did everything that could and should have happened in that hour happen?"

"Jin Wancai, have you ever thought about my mother? If it weren't for my grandfather's financial support back then, would you be where you are today? I never expected... I never expected that the big boss I had someone film about keeping Bai Qianmo as a mistress would be you."

Jin Zhennuan was so angry that she lost her temper and hysterically yelled into the phone.

Jin Wancai's expression changed slightly: "Wait, you're saying... you arranged for someone to secretly take photos at Cuishan Residence?"

Jin Zhennuan gave a cold laugh: "Didn't expect that, did you? I didn't expect that my father, whom I have always respected, would be such a lustful and ruthless man."

"You...you've really ruined me. Do you even know who Bai Qianmo is? Damn it, are you trying to watch our Jin family be completely destroyed?"

Jin Zhennuan was stunned for a moment when she heard Jin Wancai's accusations.

"You got caught cheating and you're trying to blame me? How would I know you were the one keeping Bai Qianmo as a mistress? Besides, isn't Bai Qianmo the daughter of the Bai family? With the Jin family's status in the capital, we don't need to be afraid of the Bai family's power, do we?"

Jin Zhennuan argued vehemently, completely unaware that she had committed a grave offense.

"You brat, you'll get me killed sooner or later!" Jin Wancai shouted angrily before hanging up the phone.

He paced anxiously around his desk, his mind racing, trying to think of a solution.

Sir hasn't called yet. Perhaps the research institute is too busy, and someone of his status wouldn't be paying attention to this kind of news.

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