Lu Feiyan’s face was flushed crimson, especially when faced with Shen Fanyun’s malicious smile. For a moment, she seemed weak and helpless, like an isolated lamb in a cage awaiting slaughter, with no way to escape.
"So fragrant," Shen Fanyun whispered, pulling Lu Feiyan into her embrace. Her nose brushed against Lu Feiyan’s hair as she spoke, her voice full of lingering desire.
Lu Feiyan’s body trembled as Shen Fanyun’s caress sent a ticklish, numbing sensation across her delicate skin.
Then came Shen Fanyun’s rough movements.
"Ugh," Lu Feiyan groaned. She didn’t like it this rough. Taking a deep breath, she said reluctantly, "Let me... I’ll do it myself."
Lu Feiyan stiffened and, with one hand, slowly began to unbutton her blouse. Seeing Shen Fanyun growing more and more infatuated, a mischievous thought sparked in her mind. She quickly pressed Shen Fanyun’s head into her bosom.
HISS. Shen Fanyun gritted her teeth, her lips moving slightly.
Lu Feiyan held Shen Fanyun’s head, feeling a mixture of nervousness and enjoyment. She moaned softly as desire, once suppressed, now ran wild within her.
She got up, her face beet red with shyness.
Lu Feiyan was left speechless.
Shen Fanyun hooked a finger under the band of Lu Feiyan’s black panties and slowly pulled them down, beckoning her closer.
...
This woman... her skills are so good you get completely lost and swept away without even realizing it.
Lu Feiyan’s face turned an even deeper shade of red. She hesitated for a long time before letting out another soft sound, her brow deeply furrowed. The normally cold and reticent beauty subconsciously hugged Shen Fanyun.
After a long time, Shen Fanyun finally stopped and said, "I’ve investigated the matter. Next, I need to find a woman named Wen Ruyue."
"Wen Ruyue?" Lu Feiyan’s eyes widened in confusion. "She’s a huge superstar. What do you want with her?"
"Her acting is fantastic. For a while, I was completely obsessed with her. I’ve seen so many of her movies." Lu Feiyan’s voice was filled with obvious admiration as she spoke of Wen Ruyue.
Little did she know that this turmoil was orchestrated by none other than Wen Ruyue herself. Jealous of Lu Feiyan’s meteoric rise, she had manufactured the public opinion scandal. Her ultimate goal was to completely destroy Lu Feiyan’s future career as a star.
From Wen Ruyue’s perspective, any rising star who might threaten her standing in the industry had to be crushed. She’d rather eliminate an innocent rival than let a potential threat go free.
"It... it was her? The one who accused me of plagiarism?" Lu Feiyan couldn’t accept it. She genuinely admired Wen Ruyue. She had even dreamed of getting her autograph one day, especially after becoming famous herself. She had hoped they could grow closer and that she might even get to visit her idol in person. But now? She was the mastermind behind the scheme to frame her?
"Are you sure there isn’t a mistake?" Lu Feiyan asked. As far as she knew, Wen Ruyue had an excellent reputation in the entertainment industry. She was known for being humble and polite, without any diva-like airs, and she even enjoyed helping newcomers.
"Have you forgotten that she’s an actress as well as a singer?" Shen Fanyun quietly reminded her. "Besides, the entertainment industry is all about crafting a public persona. Off-screen, how do you know she’s really the person you respect?"
Lu Feiyan’s personality needed a reality check. She was too naive and kindhearted, always assuming the best in people, completely unaware of how dangerous that was in the entertainment industry.
"But..." Lu Feiyan still found it hard to accept.
However, she had always been resilient and good at managing her emotions. After just a few moments, she had already pushed the thoughts of Wen Ruyue to the back of her mind.
"I’ll go take care of her," Shen Fanyun announced.
"You’re not going to hit her, are you?" Lu Feiyan asked.
"She’s so beautiful," she mumbled, surprisingly considerate of her rival. "If you mess up her face, how will she make a living in the entertainment industry? She’s a woman, too. Her face is more important to her than her life. You wouldn’t... disfigure her, would you?"
Lu Feiyan had witnessed Shen Fanyun’s ruthlessness more than once. Besides, the fresh memory of Xu Fang getting slapped repeatedly by Shen Fanyun served as a stark, recent example.
Seeing the strange way Shen Fanyun was staring at her, Lu Feiyan immediately understood.
"Okay, okay, I’ll shut up," she pouted, then gave Shen Fanyun a cheerful wave goodbye.
This time, Wen Ruyue was in Hangcheng City recording a variety show that had become hugely popular nationwide. In fact, given her status, her personal popularity far outstripped that of the show itself. Her participation brought a tidal wave of viewership to the program.
When Shen Fanyun arrived at the location, a massive crowd of fans surrounded the building, a sea of people stretching as far as the eye could see. Some held up posters, promoting Wen Ruyue under the blazing sun. Whenever Wen Ruyue glanced toward her fans, some would get so emotional they would burst into tears on the spot.
Idiots. That was the only word Shen Fanyun had for them. You never see them being this loyal or passionate toward their own parents, yet this complete stranger is practically their ancestor. If Wen Ruyue gave the word, these people would probably kneel and kowtow to her without a second thought. This society is becoming more and more of a cesspool. They’re just entertainers, yet they’re treated like a class above everyone else. They go out surrounded by bodyguards, disrupting pedestrians as they please. If they’re in the same elevator, they’ll drag other people out without a second thought just to have it to themselves. They’re all just spoiled rotten!
"There are too many people. Should we wait?" Zhan Feng asked. After all, they couldn’t just barge in and drag Wen Ruyue away in broad daylight. She was a public figure; dealing with someone like her required considering the public impact. If they mishandled it, they would trigger another media firestorm.
"Fine," Shen Fanyun agreed.
Zhan Feng handed her an ice cream bar.
"Where did you get this?" Shen Fanyun asked curiously. She rarely ate snacks.
"Bought it from a street vendor."
Shen Fanyun tore open the wrapper and stood by the exit. The variety show was being pre-recorded for a later broadcast date, so there were strict confidentiality requirements.
After a while, Zhan Feng grinned. "I got us an invitation. They’ve agreed to see us right now."
"Oh?" Shen Fanyun raised an eyebrow.
"Simple. I told them my boss, a coal tycoon, wants to cast Wen Ruyue in a film and is offering a ten-million signing bonus. Whether she agrees or not, the ten million is hers just for taking the meeting."
Shen Fanyun was flabbergasted. "You’ve really got this all figured out."
Zhan Feng smirked and replied nonchalantly, "This is how coal tycoons do business."
"So, when these coal tycoons offer ten million as a signing bonus, are they really just talking business... or something else?" Shen Fanyun asked knowingly.
Zhan Feng just smiled without answering.
A moment later, a staff member holding a phone walked over. After Zhan Feng’s phone rang, the staffer gestured for them to follow.
"Success," Zhan Feng said.
Shen Fanyun nodded. "Let’s go."
"You can’t just walk in like that," Zhan Feng coached her. "You need to swagger. Try to give off the vibe of a rich, clueless coal tycoon."
Shen Fanyun was speechless. Zhan Feng was getting more and more glib every day. She shot him an irritated glare, but he just chuckled and pretended not to notice.
Meanwhile, Wen Ruyue remained completely unaware that danger was approaching. And Shen Fanyun and Zhan Feng had not come to exchange pleasantries.