Zhang Qiaoqiao felt a little dizzy. Hearing this, she instinctively said, "Okay."
Ye Zhiliang staggered to his feet: "Come over and help me."
Zhang Qiaoqiao hurried over to support him, then called over Su Xingwan.
"Su Xingwan, come and help out too."
Su Xingwan walked over but did not lend a hand.
Ye Zhiliang wasn’t angry, reaching out to touch her, but she stepped back a few steps.
"Su Xingwan, since you know what coming here means, why are you still pretending to be innocent?" Ye Zhiliang dropped his facade.
At the dining table sat two unfamiliar directors, wearing malicious smiles.
Zhang Qiaoqiao vaguely sensed something was wrong.
Suddenly, only Su Xingwan and she were left at the drinking party.
She hesitated: "Director Ye, let’s discuss the role tomorrow."
Suddenly, Ye Zhiliang reached out and grabbed Zhang Qiaoqiao’s hand.
Zhang Qiaoqiao tried to pull her hand back quickly, but it was held tightly.
"Director Ye, you... let go, let go!"
Even at this point, Zhang Qiaoqiao was unwilling to offend the new director.
"Zhang Qiaoqiao, I have high hopes for you. As long as you follow me, I guarantee I’ll make you famous!"
Saying this, he grabbed her tightly and, using his drunkenness, attempted to kiss her.
Zhang Qiaoqiao was frightened.
"Director Ye, I... I’m not selling myself!"
Su Xingwan went over to pull her: "Director Ye, you’re drunk, don’t go crazy here, you’ve scared Zhang Qiaoqiao."
Zhang Qiaoqiao quickly nodded, wanting to hide behind Su Xingwan.
Director Ye immediately grabbed her, preventing her escape, and hugged her tightly, touching her all over.
Zhang Qiaoqiao was so scared she cried.
Suddenly, a chair was thrown hard at Ye Zhiliang’s head.
With a loud "clang" sound.
In an instant, blood poured from Ye Zhiliang’s head, and he collapsed to the ground.
Zhang Qiaoqiao was terrified by the scene.
"Su Xingwan, you... you!"
Ye Yixing, who returned from outside, walked in just to see the scene, stunned.
His usually domineering Uncle Ye lay on the floor in a sorry state, blood covering his forehead, a puddle of blood on the ground.
The two unfamiliar directors who initially had malicious smiles were taken aback by the turn of events.
This woman is truly ruthless.
Just as they were getting up to restrain her, Su Xingwan suddenly turned her head, glaring at them fiercely, and shouted angrily, "Get lost!"
The two unfamiliar directors were instantly intimidated by her aura.
Zhang Qiaoqiao was still confused.
Su Xingwan grabbed her arm: "What are you waiting for? Let’s go!"
"Oh oh oh!" Zhang Qiaoqiao, whose mind had short-circuited, instantly reacted, being pulled by Su Xingwan to escape the hotel.
At that moment, Su Xingwan’s image instantly grew grander in her mind.
After coming out, Zhang Qiaoqiao was still a bit scared, her body shaking.
She quickly called her agent, and upon hearing Sister Fan’s voice, she immediately burst into tears.
Then, while crying, she recounted her experience.
Chen Qingfan’s face changed instantly upon learning of the incident.
Subsequently, after Zhang Qiaoqiao hung up the call, Su Xingwan said, "You’re okay now, so I’ll head back."
"No, don’t." Zhang Qiaoqiao quickly held onto her, feeling somewhat dependent on her at this moment.
"Can you wait until my agent arrives, then leave?" Zhang Qiaoqiao looked up with her rabbit-like red eyes and sniffed.
Su Xingwan looked at the time on her phone and said, "Alright then."
Before long, a red car drove up to them.
A woman in her thirties stepped out of the car, dressed in casual clothes, her makeup not yet removed.
"Sister Fan!" Zhang Qiaoqiao ran up to her and hugged her, then began to cry again.
After comforting her, Chen Qingfan then checked her body up and down.
Zhang Qiaoqiao: "Sister Fan, I’m okay."
Chen Qingfan breathed a sigh of relief, then turned her attention to Su Xingwan beside her.
"Zhang Qiaoqiao said over the phone that you saved her, are you alright?"
Su Xingwan shook her head: "I’m fine."
While evaluating her, Su Xingwan also examined her, inexplicably feeling that Zhang Qiaoqiao’s agent bore a resemblance to Zhang Qiaoqiao.
Chen Qingfan looked at Su Xingwan with a complex expression.
"I heard you’re in need of money lately?"
Su Xingwan was momentarily stunned, then nodded.
"I have five hundred thousand here, you can use it. Consider it your reward for saving Zhang Qiaoqiao tonight."
Saying that, Chen Qingfan took out a card from her pocket and handed it to her.
Su Xingwan accepted it: "Thank you."
"No need to thank me," Chen Qingfan said nonchalantly.
Zhang Qiaoqiao: "Su Xingwan, where’s your house? Sister Fan can give you a ride back."
Su Xingwan shook her head: "No need, I still have to pick up Hua Bao and the others, so I won’t trouble you."
"Alright then," she said.
After Zhang Qiaoqiao and her agent’s car left, a black car suddenly stopped there quietly.
Ye Yixing immediately saw Su Xingwan standing there alone waiting for a ride.
"Cousin, look, it’s Su Xingwan! She’s the woman I was just talking about. You didn’t see it, but my Uncle Ye was hit so badly by her, the ground was covered in blood, probably gave him a concussion."
Lu Yun, hearing this, looked with his deep, indifferent eyes at the lone figure standing by the roadside.
"The Su Xingwan you’re talking about is her?"
"Yeah, it’s her. You don’t know, cousin, but Su Xingwan’s character was questionable before. Lately, she’s like a different person. Oh, and I mentioned to you, those twins, they’re her niece and nephew, and they look a lot like our big cousin."
"What?" Lu Yun paused: "They look like who?"
"Lu Zhichen, our big cousin! Haha, at first, I thought they were yours, but then I realized it wasn’t possible. I’ve never seen you with a woman, so where’d you get such pretty and adorable twins."
Lu Yun: "Do you have their photos?"
Ye Yixing was suddenly curious about his interest in seeing the kids’ photos.
Before, he wouldn’t even look.
Ye Yixing opened his phone, scrolled to the album, and found the candid photos of the twins.
"Here, take a look, don’t they look like big cousin? Especially the little boy, he’s like a miniature version of big cousin."
Lu Yun stared intently at the two kids’ images, subconsciously gripping his phone tightly.
"Why didn’t you show me earlier?"
"Cousin, did you get amnesia? I showed you before, but you weren’t interested."
Lu Yun slowly spoke: "Lu Zhichen, I finally found your kids for you."