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"Today, I am holding a press conference here to clarify some rumors about me in recent times." Huang Shao was wearing a dark suit and a neat tie, his eyes revealing unquestionable determination.

He spoke in a loud and clear voice, scanning the entertainment reporters in the front row with a sharp gaze, and continued:

"It's not that I waited until today to come up with a solution. I just returned from City A yesterday. All those paparazzi who reported on this before, listen carefully to what I'm going to say next.

Wenrong is my niece. I will hold all of you companies accountable for your previous smear campaigns against her."

The entire audience erupted in shock at this statement. Reporters exchanged bewilderment, expecting the wealthy man to acknowledge Canary, at most giving her the title of girlfriend. They hadn't anticipated she was actually a blood relative, and their company would be facing legal action.

An unconvinced paparazzi stiffened his neck and asked, "Mr. Huang, you said she was your niece, so she is? Is this another goddaughter-godfather thing?"

Huang Shao's face darkened when he heard this. He pointed at the paparazzi and spoke with an undeniable sense of oppression:

"You didn't investigate her carefully enough. Her real name is Huang Wenrong. If your brain isn't working, go home and get some milk from your mother."

He glanced at the reporters present and continued, "Everyone heard what he just said. I'm not only going to sue his company, I'm going to sue him personally."

After saying that, Huang Shao left the scene in a cool manner, leaving a group of entertainment reporters wailing.

After the report came out, He Chuan took the newspaper and walked into Wen Rong's lounge.

"Fourth Uncle has already clarified the matter and held those newspapers that slandered you accountable. Are you... okay?"

Wen Rong sat on the sofa and forced a smile: "It's okay, just like you said, I have a strong ability to withstand pressure."

She was very glad that He Chuan showed up in time last night, and she was even more grateful that he didn't ask anything after Feng Zong left, but just silently sent her back to the room without putting her in a more embarrassing situation.

He Chuan listened to her and showed a satisfied expression: "Yes, your beauty is just the icing on the cake for your personality. Wenrong, I have a script that I spent four years writing and it is almost finished. When the filming is finished, will you be my heroine?"

There was a smile in his eyes, but his tone was very serious.

Wen Rong couldn't help but nodded: "Of course, it's my honor."

At this moment, Gao Fei ran over with a newspaper in hand, annoyed, and said, "Wenrong, so Mr. Huang is your uncle! Why didn't I think of it that way? It was me who suggested you drop your last name and just use it as your stage name."

Wen Rong explained helplessly: "I originally felt there was no need to say anything, but I didn't expect the media here to be so boring."

Gao Fei suddenly thought of something and asked, "What about the boy who always came to pick you up from school? He's not your boyfriend, right?"

Wen Rong was stunned for a moment, then realized who she was talking about, then smiled and shook his head: "I don't have a boyfriend, he's my cousin. I used to stay at his house during the holidays."

"Hey, we all thought that was your boyfriend! How many male classmates in the class were heartbroken at that time!" Gao Fei sighed when he heard this.

After hearing Wen Rong's words, He Chuan said goodbye with a happy face.

"Wenrong, is there anything good happening to Director He today? This is the first time I see him smile like this." Gao Fei asked curiously.

"Oh, he just said that a script he's been writing for a few years is about to start filming. Maybe he's happy about this."

After the truth was revealed, Wen Rong's treatment on the set improved noticeably, and all kinds of people who tried to curry favor with him came to him.

Feng Zong was filled with regret after seeing the news. He called Wen Rong, but found that he could no longer get through.

So, he squeezed out time to go to the crew to block people, and appeared in front of Wen Rong with roses to confess:

"I'm sorry, Wenrong. I was impulsive that day and lost my mind, and I misunderstood you. I also said those damn words, all because I liked you too much. I really am sincere to you. I know you have feelings for me too, and I hope you can forgive me."

Wen Rong looked at him with impatience in his eyes. Whether it was because of the character filter or his own appearance that had given him a favorable impression, it was shattered by his behavior that day.

"Feng Zong, we just had some illusions because we worked together on a drama before. Your appearance now will cause trouble to me and the progress of the crew. I can let go of what happened before, but please leave now and don't come again." Wen Rong said coldly.

Before Feng Zong could continue to pester him, He Chuan appeared with several martial artists. With a single gesture, they stepped forward and carried the man away. After that, he was constantly stopped and never saw Wen Rong again.

The schedule arranged by the company was very tight, and he couldn't continue any longer. He could only have someone send a bouquet of flowers to the hotel every day. But the fate of those flowers was, without exception, left at the front desk, becoming a testimony to his unrequited love.

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Because all her acting offers were exhausted during this period, Bai Jing returned to school.

That day, her boyfriend Liu Yong called: "Jingjing, come to Angel Supreme to see me. Didn't you say you don't have any movies to shoot recently? I'll introduce you to some friends."

When Bai Jing heard this, she quickly dressed up and hurried to the agreed location.

Pushing open the heavy door of the private room, she was greeted by a strong smell of cigarette smoke mixed with the sounds of mahjong, laughter, and finger-guessing games. She couldn't help but frown.

Liu Yongzheng was sitting at a table playing mahjong with some young men. She walked through the crowd and gently placed her hand on her boyfriend's shoulder.

Liu Yong saw her coming over, stood up and pressed her into her seat: "Jingjing, you're here. Come play a few rounds with Hu Shao and the others, I'm going to the bathroom."

After saying that, he winked at her opponent. Bai Jing understood what he meant and played a few rounds with her, finding the right time to place a card on her opponent.

When Liu Yong came back, the man on the other side, with a cigarette in his mouth, looked at Bai Jing with a playful look and said to Liu Yong: "You found a good girl. She is smart and has good judgment."

Liu Yong smiled apologetically and said, "How can she be as good as Mr. Hu said? She is just an ordinary little actress. She can't even join the crew if she wants to film."

A sneer came from the side: "Want to film? That's easy, just play with Qizi for two days."

Bai Jing's face turned pale in an instant, and she unconsciously grabbed Liu Yong's sleeve tightly, while Hu Shuangqi just smoked silently, his eyes moving back and forth between the two of them, as if evaluating something.

Liu Yong's expression was not good either, but he still forced a smile and held Bai Jing's hand:

"It's okay. Young Master Qing always likes to joke around. You've been with me for several years, how could anyone else be interested in you? There are so many beautiful girls in your school. Young Master Hu can have any woman he wants."

Hu Shuangqi's eyes suddenly became sharp, staring at the two of them with a half-smile, and slowly spoke:

"Really? I just like pretty little actors pretending to be innocent. Find one for me."