Chapter 78 You are the ancient Greek god of morality
After Liu Piao'er went to prison, Fu Yan was depressed for a few days.
Someone else might have been happy, but Fu Yan has always been an innocent and kind girl, or to put it bluntly, a bit of a saint.
Seeing that Fu Yan had developed dark circles under her eyes from staying up all night, Wen Yao went to Fu Jinzhi to discuss, "How about letting Yan'er sleep with me for a few days? Look at her dark circles, how is she going to take on any work afterwards?"
Fu Jinzhi sneered. He pulled up the WiFi usage information for Moon Bay Villa and thoughtfully replaced it with a document that Wen Yao could easily understand.
The above shows that Fu Yan stays online until 2 or 3 a.m. every day.
Wen Yao retorted defiantly, "Xiao Yan was so heartbroken she couldn't sleep, so all she could do was surf the internet!"
"You don't understand us young people, we get emo at night!"
“Emo?” Fu Jinzhi’s expression was amused. He tapped and drew on his phone with his well-defined fingers and found a Douyin video.
The image shows scantily clad beauties dancing a currently trending dance, their poses and movements teetering on the edge of censorship.
Wen Yao's eyes lit up, and her lips curled into a smile that was harder to suppress than a 98k rifle. "Red is destruction, blue is indifference, green is disguise, purple is mystery, and send me yellow!"
Ignoring her ramblings, Fu Jinzhi began to recite in his deep, elegant voice:
"Yi Yan is settled, yesterday at 3:02."
Wen Yao was confused. Wasn't Yi Yan the online name of Fu Yan?
Before she could come up with anything, Fu Jinzhi started reading again:
"Baby~ You're a pretty girl, which makes you an easy target for perverts. Self-defense is a must for you. But you'll get tired of it every day. Don't worry, you won't have to defend yourself anymore because your man is coming."
Wen Yao had already guessed what was going on. Her lips twitched twice, and she scratched at the table with her fingers.
After reading the comments, Fu Jinzhi held up his phone in front of Wen Yao and waved it, "Do you think she has depression and insomnia?"
"I think she's just bored and has too much salt in her mouth."
Wen Yao awkwardly left the study. Fu Yan really had two faces!
He was half-dead in front of her every day, but then he secretly watched suggestive videos in the middle of the night. No wonder he's an actress.
No, we need to find her something to do.
Wen Yao thought for a moment and then called Lu Yile.
After resting for a few days, Fu Yan was suddenly notified by Ren Jijing to come to work, and she was to play the second female lead in an idol drama.
This is like a windfall!
Fu Yan happily packed her things and headed to the film set.
Fu Jinzhi went to work, and Fu Yan went to film a movie.
Wen Yao leisurely lay on a deck chair, basking in the sun and drinking afternoon tea.
Unlike the garden of the Fu family's old mansion, Moon Bay Villa doesn't have many rare and precious flowers. It mainly has common roses, and there is also a lot of lavender planted around it to naturally repel mosquitoes.
Wen Yao: "8848, it feels like you haven't assigned any tasks in a long time."
8848: [Yes, now that I've inherited a small portion of the world's consciousness, it can't command us at will like before.]
[But the host should not be complacent; it may be gathering strength, preparing for something big.]
As the two were chatting, Fu Yan suddenly called, asking Wen Yao to visit her on set.
"This female lead is so annoying! It's one thing for her sugar daddy to come visit the set every day, but after buying so much stuff, she deliberately didn't include any for me!"
"I don't need her things at all, but what she did was really ungentlemanly, humph!"
Wen Yao sighed. "Fine, I'll go and support Fu Yan."
The next day, Wen Yao attended the event in a stunning outfit: a fiery red mini-skirt paired with bright red lipstick, and her long, black, wavy hair was perfectly styled and shimmering.
With sunglasses on, I don't care about anyone.
With two bodyguards in formal attire following behind, they could easily play the mistresses of a mob boss.
The method doesn't have to be novel, as long as it's effective.
Upon arriving on set, Wen Yao employed the same tactics as the female lead.
She ordered a large amount of afternoon tea, even the cleaning lady on set received a portion, but not the female lead's team.
The female lead is stunningly beautiful and has a fiery temper. Upon seeing this scene, she wanted to jump over and scratch Fu Yan's face, but was stopped by her agent.
And so, the female protagonist rolled her eyes at them while whispering something to them.
Fu Yan felt both pleased and embarrassed. She had originally intended to give one to the female lead to highlight her petty nature.
Wen Yao took off her sunglasses, her eyes revealing a hint of contempt: "You're still too young. I never spend money on people who hate me."
Ren Jijing felt short of breath; his fingers trembled, and he looked at Wen Yao and Fu Yan with pained eyes.
"But look, they're definitely talking badly about you behind your backs!"
Wen Yao pouted: "Speaking ill of me behind my back only proves that she has character flaws!"
Ren Jijing: "Then why were you talking badly about Fu Yan just now?"
Wen Yao said confidently, "The fact that I spoke ill of her behind her back shows that she has character flaws."
"In short, what good things could I be cursing, and what good things could be cursing me!"
Fu Yan stared in disbelief: "Sister-in-law, could you be the ancient Greek god of morality?"
So you're the one judging whether the behavior is good or bad, right?
Wen Yao's expression was serious and solemn, and her voice was firm and resolute: "No, I am not a god, I am a successor of Marxism."
"Adhering to the principle of 'taking ourselves as the main body and using it for our own purposes,' we explore the beauty and truth of the world."
Fu Yan: "..."
Ren Jijing: "..."
Not long after, Fu Yan was called to film a movie, and Wen Yao found a cool corner to sit on a small stool, without any inhibitions.
She surrounded herself with milk tea and snacks, and while watching Fu Yan struggle to film, she took turns showering her with them.
Wen Yao: "Uh, Xiao Yan's character design..."
The female lead is portrayed as having a beautiful appearance but a pure and kind heart; as the villainous supporting character, Fu Yan is naturally portrayed as having a pure appearance but a morbid and vicious heart.
Perhaps influenced by Liu Piao'er, Fu Yan's control over her role is simply superb.
In comparison, the female lead's acting was completely inadequate; surprise was expressed with wide eyes, anger with wide eyes, and sadness with downturned lips...
The acting is somewhere between good and cringeworthy; it's cringeworthy in a good way.
"Are you a new extra?" a voice suddenly rang out from the side.
Wen Yao looked up and saw an unfamiliar middle-aged man.
The man scrutinized Wen Yao's face, finding it somewhat familiar. "Have we met somewhere before?"
Wen Yao shook her head. "Please move aside, you're blocking my view."
Ha, such low emotional intelligence.
The man awkwardly stepped aside. He certainly didn't know this kind of ill-mannered woman; she was just pretty and had been spoiled rotten.
He frowned as he saw Wen Yao surrounded by a circle of milk tea and snacks, drinking one cup from the left and one cup from the right, concluding that Wen Yao had come in to freeload.
He adopted a fatherly tone, "It's normal to be poor when you're young. I didn't have any money when I was young either, but after so many years of hard work, look at me now..."
As the man spoke, he revealed his Rolex, looking down at Wen Yao with a somewhat disdainful expression.
“I can tell,” Wen Yao said impatiently, “you’re not young anymore.”
You're crazy. What does your age have to do with me?
Don't get involved!
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