His agent reported about the ban of Yan Bingqing to him.
He impatiently interrupted his words. “This kind of thing, you don’t need to report.”
“?”
“Who is she? Does her affairs concern me?”
“Director Yun, it’s on your father’s order that Huanyu banned her,” replied the agent.
This got the boy’s attention, so he asked, “Why?”
“That actress… bullied a newcomer on a production set. In the name of filming, she slapped this newbie sixteen times.”
“Bullied a newcomer?”
The kid drummed his fingers on the table, his eyes abruptly narrowing. “She slapped a new artiste…”
He got a bad feeling about this.
Sure enough, in a heavy voice, Li Hanlin told him. “According to rumors, the new artiste who was slapped sixteen times is your mommy. I heard many people had witnessed that slapping scene, but to protect your mommy, Huanyu forbid the production team from talking, so…”
“D*mn!”
He suddenly got up and walked to the window. His fists were clenched as hostility poured out of him.
“Why didn’t you tell me earlier?”
“I’ve only learned of this matter two days ago. I paid little to no attention to showbiz news to begin with. It’s only that I found something fishy about this news, so I made inquiries and called you thereafter, but my calls couldn’t get through at all.” Guilt colored the man’s voice.
Youyou harshly bit on his knuckles; his handsome brows locked deeply as he looked out the window. Cold daggers shot out from his originally clear almond-shaped eyes in that instant.
How negligent was he to know of his mother getting hurt only now?
No doubt. That woman had bullied his mother a lot in the production team.
Mild brain concussion;
Conjunctiva bleeding;
Lastly, perforated eardrum…
In his mind, each of those frightening words flashed.
Having seen his mother’s medical report, he was skeptical when the doctor said that she had accidentally hurt herself during filming.
Hurt?
It was only natural if she got hurt while filming a martial arts scene.
A few times before, he had secretly read the scripts, and there were no dangerous plots indicated at all. How, then, could his mother get hurt so badly from filming a teen flick?
Could filming result in the bleeding of the conjunctiva or the perforation of an eardrum?
He did not believe it.
Alas, his father said so, too; even his mother only glossed about this matter. He repeatedly asked afterward, but she only said that her injury was because of filming.
Never did he imagine that his mother had been bullied in the production team to such a state!
His hand clenching his phone trembled, and his knuckles turned white for a while.
The agent wanted to keep it from him, too, but after some contemplation, he did not dare to do so.
The boy would learn of this matter sooner or later.
Yun Shishi was his reverse scale – his soft spot; she was untouchable.
Whoever hurt her would no doubt touch this dragon’s reverse scale and incur its wrath.
“What’s Yan Bingqing’s identity? How dare she misbehave in the production team so brazenly?”
“The production team of ‘The Green Apple’ has four major investors. Besides Lezhi Holdings, there are three others. One of the investors’ backgrounds is supported by Yang Shoucheng, and that actress’s biggest investor is that old man.”
“Yang Shoucheng?”
“The boss of Euro King Entertainment in Hongkong.”
“No wonder!” The boy sneered. “Her background is why she’s so arrogant!”