'Waaaah, no! Yan Yan, please don't end the stream! I'm begging you, I can keep your stream running 24/7!'
"Exactly, exactly! Don't log off! We've gotten used to watching your livestreams these past few days. You're rarely active, hardly ever even doing ads. Now that you're filming, we won't see you anymore!"
We'll miss you now that you're gone.
'No, no, no, we already miss you even before you've left.'
Seeing everyone's enthusiastic attempts to persuade her to stay, Wen Yan was both amused and exasperated.
"Friends, I'm just ending the stream, not retiring from the industry or going to die, hahaha. From what you're saying, it sounds like I'll never appear again. Okay, okay, all live streams must end, so that's all for today. When I get back to the film set, if I have internet access, I'll still do a live stream from time to time to chat with you all."
'Really? Pinky promise, for a hundred years, never to be broken! If you lie, you'll be punished by streaming live for a hundred hours straight from now on.'
Wen Yan: "Live streaming for 100 hours straight, are you trying to kill me? I'm really logging off this time, see you later."
"No, no, no, there's one more thing I forgot to mention. Please, whatever you do, don't go through the main gate! There are so many people outside right now. If they find out, you'll have to live in their livestream room."
"Yes, yes, yes, go through the back door, remember to go through the back door!"
Wen Yan: "Okay! I understand, thank you. Wait a minute..."
Wen Yan suddenly realized: "It seems like some of them are watching my live stream too. If I say this, won't they all know I'm going to leave through the back door?"
The screen was instantly filled with ellipses: '………………'
After a long, sticky session, Wen Yan finally ended the live stream.
Putting her phone away, she approached the person in charge of the organization and asked, "How many doors do you have here?"
"Unfortunately, our organization only has two entrances, and both are in very conspicuous locations. Our security guards have already confirmed that there are quite a few reporters guarding the back entrance."
"What should we do then?" Wen Yan was now worried. "Am I not going to be able to leave today?"
“Not necessarily,” the head of the organization clapped his hands and said, “I suddenly thought of another way. The rooftop! There’s a door on the rooftop that leads to the beauty salon next door. I’ll give their director a heads-up, and you can walk right out of their front door.”
"Perfect!" Wen Yan immediately grasped the hand of the agency's head. "I'll take the endorsement deal for your agency. I'll have my assistant contact you as soon as we get back, and I'll offer you a favorable price."
"real?"
"Absolutely true."
After deciding on the route, Wen Yan immediately called her bodyguard and driver, asking him to wait at the entrance of the beauty salon.
A dozen minutes later, Wen Yan got into the car without even needing to disguise herself, wearing only a mask.
After dropping He Xing off at home, Wen Yan went straight back to her apartment.
She quickly took a shower, changed her clothes, and then took out her phone to dial Wen Chengcai's number.
As she expected, the computer voice message directly informed her that the number she dialed was switched off.
This means that either Wen Cheng's phone was really turned off, or he took out the SIM card and threw it away.
He certainly wouldn't dare let anyone find him right now.
At this time, online public opinion about her also took a dramatic turn.
Besides the top three trending topics, including #WenYan'sBiologicalFather# and #WenYanPaternityTest#, several new trending topics quickly emerged.
That includes related hashtags such as #YouOweWenYanAnApology#, #Fu'sEntertainmentCompanySmearsWenYan#, and #EntertainmentIndustryBullying#.
At this point, Wen Yan has successfully "cleared her name" herself.
This relieved her; at least she wouldn't be denied acting opportunities because of the smear campaign.
Just as I logged out of the social media app, director Zhou Junye called.
Wen Yan immediately pressed the answer button.
The other person's voice quickly rang out.
"How are you now? I was filming and didn't see your live stream. They said you'd already ended the live stream, but the other reporters waiting outside the testing facility haven't seen you come out. Are you trapped inside now?"
"How could that be? There's always a way out, especially for a kind and lovely person like me. God certainly wouldn't block my path. I'm back home now!"
Hearing Wen Yan's lighthearted tone, Zhou Junye on the other end of the phone couldn't help but chuckle: "Looks like you're in a good mood."
"That's right, they've finally taken the blame off my head, how could I possibly be in a bad mood?"
"Really? Then..." Zhou Junye hesitated for a few seconds before finally asking, "What about those two paternity test reports? I know one of them matches. What are you planning to do next? Do you have any ideas? You finally managed to go back, do you want me to give you a few more days off? But let me tell you beforehand, I can only give you a maximum of one week off, any more than that."
Wen Yan paused for a moment: "Actually, I've been thinking about this the whole way back from the appraisal agency. I think I've got a bit of a clue. I was hesitating whether to call you to ask for leave, but I didn't expect you to be so understanding and offer me leave. But if everything goes smoothly, it shouldn't take more than a week. Anyway, I'll do it as soon as possible!"
“Alright!” Zhou Junye was a decisive person. “See you in a week. No matter what, you have to be back on set in a week. Of course, I wish you all the best.”
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