Qiao Zhen froze again. She felt she could still save herself, so she quickly grabbed Fan Zhao's sleeve. "What I mean is that you in real life don't have the same domineering presence as the character in the movie 'Non-War Chronicles.' They each have their own merits, but I prefer the feeling in the movie. Really, I'm not kidding."

She blinked at Fan Zhao, trying her best to beg for forgiveness with her sincere little eyes.

Fan Zhao lowered his eyes for a moment, "Reality is reality, and movies are movies. I hope Miss Qiao can distinguish between them."

She nodded frantically, like a chick pecking at rice, "Yes, yes, yes, I will remember Actor Fan's teachings."

Du Feng's gaze shifted from Qiao Zhen to Fan Zhao, then back to Qiao Zhen, with a hint of inquiry. He sensed that the atmosphere between the two of them was a little strange.

After Fan Zhao left again, Qiao Zhen and Du Feng didn't speak again. About five minutes later, Fan Zhao didn't return. Qiao Zhen then moved her chair next to Du Feng, rested her elbow on her face, and said listlessly, "Why didn't you say Fan Zhao was coming? I think I've definitely been blacklisted by him."

Du Feng looked at Qiao Zhen with a half-smile, "Qiao Zhenzhen, Fan Zhao and I are brothers and rivals. I know him better than any of you. I can be sure that he won't express his opinions to others. So, what happened between you two when I went out to get water?"

He paused for a moment, then asked, "To put it another way, what did you do after you tricked me into leaving?"

Qiao Zhen rolled her eyes without any regard for her image. "You idiot." She picked up a glutinous rice ball from the table and stuffed it into Du Feng's mouth. "Eat your food."

After Du Feng and Qiao Zhen returned, they tacitly avoided mentioning Fan Zhao again.

Around ten o'clock, Qiao Zhen, her hair still damp, sat on the sofa browsing through Blog. She no longer had any connection with Diyu Company, so she could completely let loose on Blog.

Zhuo Qing v: Zhenzhen has terminated her contract with Diyu Entertainment. Want to come work for my brother's company? This is a formal invitation! ~ @Qiao Zhenzhen (Not real, not fake, just Qiao Zhen v) @Zhuo Lun v

Zhuo Lun reposted Zhuo Qing's blog post and added the caption: As long as the little princess is happy.

Will Zhuo Qing genuinely help Qiao Zhen? Impossible. She'd love to completely destroy the original owner of this body.

Zhuo Qing's parents and Zhuo Lun doted on her. Although they knew about her underhanded actions, they pretended to be oblivious and remained indifferent as the original owner's reputation worsened.

Honestly, Qiao Zhen thinks it's better to be rid of parents who spoil their daughter.

Qiao Zhenzhen is neither real nor fake, just Qiao Zhen v: I'm in a great mood today, and I'd like to recite a line of poetry: "A sudden gust of wind ripples across a pool of spring water."

Emperor Li Jing of the Southern Tang Dynasty was fond of reading and skilled in writing. After ascending the throne, he particularly valued lyricists. Feng Yanji was promoted because of his lyric poems. On one occasion, Li Jing mocked Feng Yanji, saying, "'Rippling the surface of a pond in spring,' what business is it of yours?"

Qiao Zhen's meaning on the blog is quite clear; anyone with a bit of knowledge can understand it.

Within two hours, the blog once again became a platform for criticism, accusing Qiao Zhen of being ungrateful and impolite.

At midnight, Du Feng knocked on the door with his phone in hand, and Qiao Zhen let him in.

Du Feng threw his phone in front of her. "Are you trying to cause trouble? She's the daughter of the Zhuo family."

Qiao Zhen casually sat on the sofa, looked up at Du Feng, and said, "So what? Those who have nothing to lose are not afraid of those who have something to lose. I am all alone and have no choice but to burn my bridges."

She typed away on her phone for a while, then showed the screen to Du Feng.

Qiao Zhenzhen (not real, not fake) is Qiao Zhen v: Ah! Sorry, because I don't have an assistant or agent right now, I'm handling everything by myself. Qingqing's previous mention was scrolled down and I didn't see it. I had dinner with my crush tonight! That's why the spring water rippled.

And thank you, Qingqing, but I don't plan to sign with any company anytime soon, though I'll still be taking on acting roles~

Finally, is there any cutie who wants to apply to be my assistant? No educational background required, life experience is important, and it would be best if you could provide motherly care.

We can discuss the salary in detail when we meet, thank you.

Du Feng could barely accept her self-rescue, but he still couldn't help nagging on and on.

Qiao Zhen immediately stopped her, "Stop!"

She casually placed her phone on the coffee table and leaned back on the sofa. "I know you're worried about me, but raising a child also means giving her her own little world. This time, I want to handle it myself. If I can't, then I'll ask you for help."

Du Feng scoffed, "Trying to curry favor? You're dreaming."

Qiao Zhen deliberately looked at Du Feng in a coquettish manner, picked up her phone, and said, "Oh dear, your legs are so short and thin, what's so great about hugging you? I want to find Mom and Dad, I want to go cry."

Du Feng snatched the phone from Qiao Zhen's hand. "Qiao Zhenzhen, you're ruthless!"

Qiao Zhen smiled smugly.

Du Feng unlocked Qiao Zhen's phone, glanced at it a few times, and then grinned lewdly, "Tell me honestly, what shady things did you and Fan Zhao do while I was away at dinner?"

Qiao Zhen snatched the phone and looked at her exploding blog post. Fan Zhao had also gotten involved in the mess.

Fan Zhao v: Shengding Entertainment Company extends a sincere invitation to you. You too can become a little princess.

Your crush.

@Qiaozhenzhen is neither true nor false, just Qiaozhen v

"Fuck you..." Qiao Zhen ran her fingers through her hair as she furiously typed away on the keyboard.

Qiao Zhenzhen (not real, not fake) is just Qiao Zhen v: If I refuse, tomorrow there will be news about me being ungrateful. If I accept, wouldn't I be contradicting myself? Being a person is really hard. *covers face and cries*

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