Those reporters, seeing they couldn’t get anything out of her, were starting to grow impatient and began complaining:
"Tch, acting so arrogant. No way Xu Jiaojiao can bounce back this time."
"Rong Lan’s old illness flared up, Xu Jiaojiao got caught in the ’mistress scandal,’ and Yao Guang Entertainment has basically taken a huge hit this time. Even if ’Reincarnation’ rakes in a fortune, so what?"
"But don’t forget, Yao Guang Entertainment has the Long Ting Group backing it."
"Tch, Lu Qing isn’t stupid. If Yao Guang suffers heavy losses, Lu Qing might just pull out his investment."
"Looks like Miss Qin’s good times are over."
Inside the hospital room, Jiaojiao was lying there with her eyes shut, her left cheek slightly swollen, the palm print still visible. Jin Jing was sitting beside her, keeping her company.
He opened his mouth several times but stopped short of speaking. Last night, when the incident happened, he had arrived just in time to step in, help Jiaojiao out, and take her away.
But he still couldn’t get to the bottom of it all, and he hadn’t expected that some reporter would have captured the whole confrontation, leading to such an uproar online.
The door opened, and Qin Miaomiao walked in. Jin Jing quickly stepped forward and spoke in a hushed tone:
"Sister-in-law, you’re finally here."
Last night, Jin Jing had been with them during their gathering, which broke up around ten o’clock. Who could’ve imagined such a mess would follow?
Qin Miaomiao frowned and said, "Something this serious happens, and you didn’t notify me right away?"
"I didn’t think it was going to blow up this big."
"Where is Jiaojiao’s agent?"
"When I arrived, it was just Jiaojiao. She didn’t have anyone with her."
Through what she’d seen online, Qin Miaomiao had already grasped the general situation. Ever since she walked in, Jiaojiao hadn’t opened her eyes, looking as though she were asleep.
"Jin Jing, you go out first. I’ll stay with her for a bit."
Jin Jing’s face looked pale, clearly due to a sleepless night. He nodded and left the room.
Qin Miaomiao sat down in the chair beside her and said calmly:
"He’s gone. Stop pretending you’re asleep."
Xu Jiaojiao still didn’t react. Qin Miaomiao stood up, leaned over, and twisted her waist with a pinch.
"Ah... It hurts... it hurts!"
"Not pretending anymore?"
Jiaojiao pouted miserably, "Miao Miao, how can you treat someone injured ?"
Qin Miaomiao snorted coldly, "Got yourself hurt? Aren’t you ashamed? Where’s all that bravado you usually show me? What’s the point of all those Taekwondo lessons—just for show?"
Jiaojiao shrank back at being scolded, muttering under her breath, "That woman... that woman is pregnant. I can’t very well attack a pregnant woman."
Qin Miaomiao gracefully sat back down and said flatly, "Spill it. What’s going on? How did you end up messing with a married man?"
Jiaojiao’s expression grew sorrowful. "That man... he was actually my first love. We went to the same film academy, and we were even classmates. You know, I’ve been playing extras ever since my freshman year, while he slowly rose to fame. Our relationship naturally grew distant. Back then, I was naive. I thought I wasn’t good enough for him and always tried to accommodate him. Even when he wouldn’t come find me for months, I told myself it was fine. But I never imagined he’d already been with another woman."
"The Hua Group heiress?"
Jiaojiao laughed bitterly at herself:
"Yeah, that’s her. Nan Sheng used her connections to climb higher and higher. Naturally, I was cast aside. People seek upward mobility, and I get that. But after his breakout success in a drama, he came back to me, claiming he wanted to reconcile. He said being with Hua Wenting was just him using her, and I was the one he truly wanted to be with."