Xu Mengyu got up and left. She didn't have time to watch their competition. She wasn't a prize; whoever won could keep her.
The right to choose should always be in one's own hands. Besides, she didn't think being fought over by several men was anything to be happy about.
Zheng Tianming stood up, holding onto the armrest of the chair. Taking advantage of his height, he looked down at the man in front of him and said, "It seems I don't need to experience your massage technique. Mengyu doesn't need it."
“My sister was young before, and she didn’t care about a man’s family background when choosing a partner, but things are different now. I hope Mr. Bodyguard has some self-awareness.” Fang Bei said with a smirk.
Zheng Tianming glanced at it, then strode out of the conference room. If he remembered correctly, the Fang family barely made it into the top fifty in the country.
Hu Xiaohui, standing beside Xu Mengyu, handed her her phone and showed her a photo that Shen Mei had sent.
In the photo, Xu Mengyu is drunk, leaning against Fang Bei's chest. Fang Bei has his head down, and it looks like they are kissing...
Shen Mei is very good at manipulating people. Xu Mengyu herself doesn't care, but Shen Mei is very protective of her own. As long as she's in her studio, Shen Mei will do everything in her power.
Her character is utterly despicable now, so Shen Mei is using the people around her to make trouble. Fang Bei, who had just started to gain popularity last year, is now implicated, and both of his major productions have been put on hold.
If he doesn't sever ties with Xu Mengyu, the Fang family will suffer the same fate.
Xu Mengyu bit her lip. If she remembered correctly, this photo was taken after her concert before the Lunar New Year, when she had drunk too much and Shen Mei and Fang Bei took her home.
"Only those closest to you know where the knife hurts the most." Xu Mengyu sighed deeply. Before the incident, she truly considered Shen Mei as family.
Her annual salary was several million, not counting the expensive gifts she gave her. Her first house was also a gift from her.
At that time, Shen Mei cried and thanked her, saying that she would follow her for the rest of her life.
Zheng Tianming walked up to Xu Mengyu and asked, "Who wants to stab you?" His voice was frighteningly deep, and his eyes were icy cold.
Xu Mengyu's eyes reddened: "There are many people who stab you in the back, I don't know which one you're asking about?"
Hu Xiaohui put her phone away. She realized that the two had a special relationship, otherwise Xu Mengyu would never wear someone else's clothes.
She's too busy complaining to even think about it.
“Then you can make a list when you have time, and we’ll send it back.” Zheng Tianming said, leaning forward and grasping the office door handle.
Xu Mengyu looked at Hu Xiaohui: "Tell her to meet me at the usual place at eight o'clock tomorrow night."
She is not a perfect person, and Shen Mei has plenty of dirt on her.
After the door closed, Zheng Tianming picked the person up and asked, "Tell me, what happened?"
Xu Mengyu held onto Zheng Tianming's shoulders with both hands, her voice a little unsteady: "Why do you always hug people like this? Put me down first." She was completely unprepared.
"Keep your voice down, Lulu's asleep." Zheng Tianming said, then carried Xu Mengyu to his desk. "Tell me, who bullied you?"
"You don't understand anyway, what's the point of telling you?" Xu Mengyu said softly. He was too straightforward, like a steel bar. If she told him, he might just go and settle scores with Shen Mei.
Zheng Tianming placed Xu Mengyu on the desk, resting his hands on the surface: "Then teach me."
“It’s the same agent as before.” Xu Mengyu said, looking at Zheng Tianming. “She has something on me that could be detrimental to me.”
"Photos or recordings?" Zheng Tianming asked in a deep voice.
Xu Mengyu tilted her head: "We have them all, so what? Do you have a solution?"
Zheng Tianming: "The photos and recordings are both AI-generated. Whoever released them can be sued. If they are proven to be genuine, then it constitutes an infringement..."
Xu Mengyu shook her head: "The waters here run deep. What celebrities fear most is ruining their public image and reputation. As long as the other party proves it's true, they're not afraid even if they lose the case. At worst, they can just pay some money. Paparazzi don't care about reputation."
How many artists have died because of this? Even if they later find out they were innocent, what good does it do? They're already washed up, and getting back on their feet is harder than climbing to heaven.
“I understand. Unless we make them lose their credibility, right?” Zheng Tianming said, taking out his phone. “I’ll make a call first.”
Xu Mengyu didn't expect much from him. He was good at catching bad guys, but it was hard to say about other things.
Besides, if he sees the photos Shen Mei has, who knows how he might turn against her...
Zheng Tianming went into the bathroom; all she needed to see was his righteous side: "Hey bro, what have you been up to lately?"
A young voice came from the other end: "Brother Zheng, is that really you? I thought I was seeing things. What could I be busy with? I work at the company you recommended."
After a few polite words, Zheng Tianming got straight to the point: "I need your help and your brothers with something. Yes, I mean the low-down stuff. Okay, I'm in the city. I'll treat you to dinner on Sunday."
After hanging up the phone, Zheng Tianming pushed open the door and went out. In his line of work, he knew people from all walks of life.
The one who just called, he was the one who personally took him in...
Xu Mengyu sat on her desk with her legs crossed, holding her phone and looking at it intently. The male celebrity who had previously pierced Xiaodouli had contacted her privately.
He's a kept man, cheated on his wife, and even contracted a sexually transmitted disease. Not only that, he also privately cursed Xu Mengyu as a whore in a fit of rage. The video and audio recordings are still trending on social media. It would be strange if he wasn't worried.
Of course, the studio only released the muted version of the chat; the rest was sent by his ex-girlfriend.
Male celebrity: [I'm sorry, Shen Mei contacted me and said she would give me better resources. I've been washed up for a long time, and I was confused and believed her. Please forgive me.]
Xu Mengyu chuckled softly. How interesting. They only realize they're in a hurry now that things are urgent. Where were they before?
Zheng Tianming strode up to Xu Mengyu, placed his fingertips on her chin, and kissed her. She didn't do anything, she just smiled, and he couldn't control himself.
Xu Mengyu wanted to bite Zheng Tianming, but she couldn't find an opportunity. He was sucking on his tongue, and she couldn't even catch her breath.
"All you do is act like a hooligan."
Zheng Tianming grabbed Xu Mengyu's wrist and pulled her hand toward him: "Then come back."
Seeing the bulging flesh, Xu Mengyu quickly withdrew her hand: "I'm warning you, don't bother me!" Why would she have to touch those two ounces of flesh?
Besides, what can you feel through pants? There's no tactile sensation whatsoever...
No, it's not...
Xu Mengyu turned her head, picked up the file on the desktop and looked at it. A blush spread across her fair cheeks. Zheng Tianming would never have been like this before. How come he suddenly seemed like a different person?
"Then you can harass me, and I won't warn you." Zheng Tianming said, his gaze falling on her cherry-red lips. He wanted to kiss her, but he couldn't.
Xu Mengyu lifted her leg: "Don't be so cheap, get away from me."
Zheng Tianming suddenly thought of something and moved forward: "I'm just a jerk, I can't even handle a kiss."
Xu Mengyu paused, then turned her head. The words he used to curse her on that deserted island were now being used to curse herself...
"Get ready, I'll pick up my mom after the party tonight." Xu Mengyu cleared her throat; she had to control herself and not forget the pain once the wound healed.
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