Chapter 34 The Lu family's little heiress, don't worry, just be careful not to catch a cold. ...
Lu Yizhao's face turned pale instantly: "What does this have to do with me? I'm a victim too. Can't I send a lawyer's letter to the Wen family as well?!"
"What, is the lawyer's letter from the Wen family not powerful enough?" Liu Meiyu stared at her, her eyes full of frost. "Don't worry, the Lu family's letter is already on its way."
Lu Yizhao was struck dumb. She blinked a few times before stammering, "Sister Meiyu, you have to believe me! The Lu family's affairs really have nothing to do with me. How could I possibly try to frame the Lu family's daughter!"
She tremblingly raised three fingers above her head, "I swear! If this has anything to do with me, may I die a horrible death!"
Lu Yizhao only refuted the matter of the Lu family's daughter, which means that she was intentionally trying to frame Wen Qi.
Liu Meiyu closed her eyes, walked from behind her desk to her, pressed down on her hand while forcefully suppressing her own throbbing, her eyes sharp, yet with a hint of regret: "Do you think the Wen family can be manipulated at will? Do you think Wen Qi is like those rich second-generation good-for-nothings, getting away with scandals without anyone investigating?"
"Even with swift public relations efforts, the news of the marriage alliance between the Wen and Lu families was still widely known. You really didn't know anything about it?"
Lu Yizhao's face was ashen, and her once alluring fox-like eyes lost their luster instantly. She could barely stand and was forcibly pressed into the swivel chair by Liu Meiyu.
“If you wanted to use Wen Qi for publicity, you couldn’t possibly not have thought of this.” Liu Meiyu picked up the proposal on the left side of the table, spread it out in front of Lu Yizhao, and said, “Chaoxing is too small a temple to accommodate a big Buddha like you. Go back and prepare to pay the penalty for breach of contract.”
"Sister Meiyu, no, no, no." Lu Yizhao was genuinely panicked and didn't dare to look at what was written on the plan. She turned her head and tugged at Liu Meiyu's sleeve. "I can explain anything! It was Little Zhao who couldn't stand President Wen, so he had it exposed. It really has nothing to do with me!"
"Do you have any evidence? Now those paparazzi are convinced that you orchestrated this." Liu Meiyu really didn't want to deal with her anymore. "Little Zhao is from Mingyuan. Even if he's a scoundrel, he wouldn't use the Zhao family to go head-to-head with the Wen and Lu families."
Lu Yizhao's tears immediately streamed down her face. She was an artist under Chaoxing Entertainment, while Xiao Zhao was always with Mingyuan Entertainment, so this wasn't some story about who disliked whom; it was a business war!
The reason is quite simple. Since its establishment, Chaoxing has been lukewarm at best, but with the addition of Zhu Qingzhi, both its popularity and internal resources have soared in recent months.
Xiao Tang, the leading lady of Mingyuan, is Zhu Qingzhi's counterpart. Even though Mingyuan had never taken Chaoxing seriously before, they now have to be wary of her.
Lu Yizhao was terrified. She finally realized that she had been used as a pawn, causing Chaoxing to offend both the Wen and Lu families. How could Chaoxing possibly protect her now?
She suddenly felt a little glad that she hadn't listened to Liu Meiyu and stayed home obediently, otherwise she would have died without even knowing why.
"Sister Meiyu, is the company really going to give up on me?" Lu Yizhao swallowed hard and slowly closed the spread-out proposal.
When a person is extremely afraid, their fragile nerves can trigger a lot of emotions that go beyond their usual thinking.
If Chaoxing really intended to give up on her, they wouldn't have waited until now. Liu Meiyu wouldn't be in the mood to waste words with her either. The company wants to control her now and make her admit that she planned and hyped this up herself, so that the contract termination will be legitimate.
After all, if they really investigated further, they wouldn't be able to trace it back to her, so what she had to do now was insist that this matter had nothing to do with her.
She stopped moving, her eyes red and a tear still clinging to her cheek. "I really don't know, but if the company thinks I did it, I really have no way to prove it. Let's call the police."
Liu Meiyu regained her composure. In truth, she knew that Lu Yizhao was not someone who could be easily manipulated. They were both in the same industry; if he had given up easily with a little intimidation, he would have been completely taken advantage of long ago.
She was just angry, and she spoke her mind today to give Lu Yizhao a warning.
Lu Yizhao isn't incompetent; her acting skills are passable. If she works steadily and diligently, she has a chance to succeed. Why does she prefer to take shortcuts? She really wants to keep Lu Yizhao by her side, monitoring her 25/7.
Liu Meiyu picked up another version of the proposal and immediately asked them to leave.
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As soon as they received Wen Qi's instructions, the Xisha team immediately released the video footage of that time period in the parking lot on Weibo.
In the scene, Lu Yizhao twisted her ankle while getting out of the car because of her high heels, and stumbled to the side, bumping into Wen Qi who was passing by. Although Wen Qi dodged to the side, there was still a momentary contact, and that was all.
The Wen Group's official Weibo account reposted the message and simultaneously released a statement. The statement was concise and clear, presented in bullet points, explaining the cause and effect of the parking lot incident, but it did not address the first news item.
Netizens are all focused on the question posed by the woman in the first hug incident.
[The surveillance footage doesn't really prove anything. Of course, we should be careful when dealing with outsiders, but who knows what's going on between the two people inside?]
[They're downplaying the seriousness of the matter, only addressing this incident. What about the one from last time?]
[Who was the female lead in the first scene? Lu Yizhao was dressed exactly the same way.]
[It's just a smokescreen, definitely to protect Lu Yizhao's identity, since the Lu family hasn't made any moves.]
[Could the Lu family possibly make a move? Lu Yizhao's identity must be genuine, otherwise they wouldn't be unable to issue even a vague statement.]
Of course, Zhu Qingzhi was not very clear about the disputes online.
Wen Qi had a fever, but not high enough to require an IV drip at the hospital, so Zhu Qingzhi drove him home to rest.
The guest room he's currently staying in, while spacious, is too cold for some reason due to a problem with the underfloor heating, making it unsuitable for a patient.
In addition, since there were no servants at the villa on the hillside at night, Zhu Qingzhi couldn't just leave him alone and ignore him, so she took him into the master bedroom to take care of him.
Wen Qi was stubborn and even thought about taking care of himself. She forcibly pressed him down and then ran around looking for medicine and boiling water.
Zhu Qingzhi was exhausted after a long day, and her bones felt like they were about to fall apart, but she didn't show it at all in front of a patient.
She only went to remove her makeup and take a shower after Wen Qi's body temperature had dropped a little and she seemed to be in good spirits.
It was past midnight when she finished everything. When she came out of the bathroom, drying her hair, Wen Qi was already sitting on the sofa, looking at his iPad, seemingly working.
...With such astonishing effort, if he doesn't succeed, who will? Zhu Qingzhi's lips twitched, but she ultimately resisted the urge to tell him to get some rest.
Gu Qiao's WeChat messages kept flooding her phone, accusing her of forgetting her friends for the sake of a man, and her screen was filled with crying emojis. To save time, she simply covered her head with a towel and replied to the messages.
After arguing for a while, Gu Qiao had just calmed down a bit when the Wen family's statement came up, and that's when she learned about what was going on online.
After reading the comments, it's not hard to see that netizens felt the issue stemmed from Wen's focus solely on clarifying the "parking lot incident" while remaining completely silent about the "hugging incident."
Therefore, many people still believe the speculation that "Lu Yizhao is the daughter of the Lu family," and the Wen family, out of a desire to protect her, simply let it go.
No wonder Wen Qi said that clarifying Lu Yizhao's identity would require the Lu family's intervention. So, what is her brother doing?! Why isn't the Lu family reacting at all?! Don't they care about her life or death at all?
Zhu Qingzhi clicked on Lu Yao's profile picture and sent him a bunch of messages in a flash, after which a red exclamation mark appeared.
? ? ?
!!
I was truly shocked.
Zhu Qingzhi was so angry that she ripped the towel off her head and dialed the number without caring what time it was. The call was answered after only one ring when a mechanical female voice said, "The number you dialed is currently busy."
Zhu Qingzhi felt like she was about to explode with anger, and muttered under her breath, "Lu Yao! Are you even human?!"
She persistently dialed a few more times, and sure enough, she didn't disconnect, but none of them answered. Well, she must have an afro by now.
Wen Qi looked up and saw Zhu Qingzhi with messy hair, grinning at her phone. His brow furrowed slightly, and he immediately walked over from the sofa, grabbed her arm, and led her towards the bathroom.
Zhu Qingzhi was preoccupied with venting her opinions about Lu Yao when she was suddenly pulled away by him. When she came to her senses again, she heard the whirring of a hairdryer.
In the mirror, Wen Qi stood behind her, head down, holding a hairdryer in one hand and supporting her long hair with the other. Her fingers ran through her hair, and she could inevitably feel the warmth of his skin on her neck. His features were not clearly visible in the mirror, but her heart still skipped a beat.
"I can do it myself." She turned around to take the hair dryer from his hand, but her shoulder was pressed against his chest.
They were closer together, the bathroom was filled with the faint scent of shower gel, and the steam had not yet dissipated. In that instant, even their breaths felt damp.
Wen Qi didn't speak, nor did Zhu Qingzhi. They both kept their heads down, staring at their phone screens. She had just sent Lian Shang a message, still angry, and had received a reply: "Miss, please calm down. President Lu is handling it."
Her hair was dry, and although only a few minutes had passed, Zhu Qingzhi felt that time was dragging on, her eyes fixed on the clock pattern on her phone's home screen.
Three and a half seconds later, Wen Qi turned off the hairdryer. His gaze didn't linger on her for long. He simply said, "Be careful not to catch a cold," and turned to leave.
At the same time, Lian Shang sent a second message: "[Could you please call Mr. Lu again?]"
...Sometimes she really couldn't figure out what Lu Yao was thinking. A CEO, with a mature, steady, and decisive personality, how could he be so unpredictable as an older brother?
Zhu Qingzhi's heart skipped a beat, but she knew it was from anger. Why should she have to call again when Lu Yao wasn't answering? She didn't reply, turned, and left the bathroom.
Wen Qi stopped working and leaned against the door waiting for her: "You should get some rest."
The black silk nightgown with white trim was slightly wrinkled, and the neckline was slightly open, revealing the skin of her chest, which was a little red—the spot where her shoulder had just rested.
Zhu Qingzhi was stunned for a moment, and a sudden heat crept up her ears. She immediately looked away and realized that he was about to leave. She clenched her hands at her sides and then made up her mind to walk towards him and tiptoe to touch his forehead.
"Don't worry, my fever has gone down."
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Author's note: Qingzhi [cracked]: [covers face and laughs while crying][hugs]
Wen Qi [pitifully]: I'm fine.
Lu Yao [transformed]: Oh.
Author [eating melon]: Let's have a fight! [laughing] Beat the drums! Don't miss out! Leave your love! [winking, waving handkerchiefs]
(My darlings, would you prefer an update at midnight or 6 AM?)
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