"How’s the progress with Wan Yu wanting to sign Du Mingrui and cooperate with us?"
Normally, Du Mingrui could directly sign with Haohan Group as an ambassador. However, if she were to join Wan Yu’s New Fashion Media first and then sign with Haohan Group, it could benefit all three parties. That’s why Li Bin was willing to wait.
"I heard she’s already back in the country. The signing should happen in the next few days."
"By the way, CEO Jian, do you have any relationship with the internationally renowned movie star Jian Chuxin?"
Jian Xi raised an eyebrow.
"Du Mingrui failed in her pursuit of Jian Chuxin and came back to China to develop her career. Of course, that’s just a rumor."
On Jian Xi’s way back, she couldn’t shake off a sense of foreboding. Would Du Mingrui harbor a grudge against me? I need to have a good talk with Wan Yu. And I should send a text to Second Brother.
She felt nauseated by the smell of alcohol and wanted to vomit.
When Wan Yu saw her at the booth, she immediately rushed over, shaking her arm. "My dearest baby, what puts you in the mood to drink with me today? Eh? You’re drinking juice?"
"My stomach is upset. I feel like vomiting, so no alcohol for me."
Wan Yu nodded without concern. "That’s fine too. As long as you’re happy, sis, drink what you want. Do you know I’ve just pulled off something amazing?"
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"Holy moly, when did you become so psychic? Awesome!" Wan Yu was ecstatic, her expression jubilant. "With her and Zhou Yan, these two aces, I can just lie at home and count money in the future."
This idol killer was indeed a cash cow; no wonder Wan Yu was overjoyed.
Jian Xi didn’t have the heart to dampen her spirits and tentatively asked, "Have you checked into her private life?"
"Yes, I have. She’s very clean and proper, so her public image won’t collapse. Besides, I’m no rookie; we have contracts in place. We definitely won’t make a losing deal."
Wan Yu patted her chest confidently, as if to say, "You can trust me with this."
"She pursued my second brother, didn’t succeed, and then came back to China."
Wan Yu spat out a mouthful of alcohol.
"What?" All her facial features scrunched together.
This information had come from Li Bin to Jian Xi; it couldn’t be wrong.
"She hasn’t mentioned a word about it. Could there be something fishy?" Wan Yu pointed out.
"I need to check on that." Wan Yu’s heart ached from the blow, and her dream of easy money began to waver.
She had arrived in a hurry and left in a rush. Just then, her second brother, Jian Chuxin, called Jian Xi.
"Little sister, who is this Du Mingrui?"
It was very noisy on her second brother’s end; it sounded like he was in a bar or at a party.
"She’s Du Mingrui, the idol killer and dream woman famous both domestically and internationally! She pursued you, didn’t she? What’s the deal between you two?"
"Ow! That feisty lady? Tsst, your second brother likes them gentle! She’s not my type."
Jian Xi could just imagine how smug her second brother’s expression was.
Jian Xi couldn’t help but roll her eyes. "Really? Nothing happened at all?"
"We had drinks once. She got too drunk and slept over at my place. Does that count?"
"You slept with her?!" Jian Xi immediately flared up.
"No, no, no! How could I possibly sleep with her without any formal relationship? Lots of people were sleeping in the living room that night, and she was just one of them. I swear I never touched her. But after that, she started clinging to me. You know how I am—if I don’t like someone, I just don’t. So I started avoiding her altogether."
"Alright then." It sounded like there was no real issue.
"In the future, try to rein in that damned charm of yours a bit. You attract romantic trouble everywhere. Sooner or later, a sister-in-law will show up to keep you in line."
"Hey! That would be nice," Jian Chuxin replied, nonchalant and unconcerned.
He had no idea that Jian Xi’s words would turn out to be prophetic.
When Jian Xi returned home from the bar, Wan Yu had already called. "Rest assured, everything is fine. But just to be safe, I’ve added an additional clause to her agent’s contract for review. If there are no issues tomorrow, we’ll sign it."
"Okay, as long as you have it handled."
After rushing around all day, Jian Xi was exhausted. After washing up, she looked in the mirror at her face, which was already scabbing over. The recovery was going fairly well, and she continued to apply the scar removal ointment developed by her fourth brother.
The cool sensation provided relief to the itchy areas.
"It looks like it’s starting to heal and new skin is forming. Fourth Brother’s medicine is really amazing," she murmured to herself.
"Then apply it regularly. Don’t be lazy. I’ll make sure you do in the future."
Si Yuhuan had entered at some point without her noticing.
Jian Xi jumped in surprise and couldn’t help but glare at him.
"Auntie said you didn’t eat when you came back today? And you reek of alcohol. Did you go to a bar?"
Hearing his interrogating tone, Jian Xi got irritated. "What’s it to you?"
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Jian Xi was at a loss for words.
"Shameless." He always uses our marriage as leverage. Sooner or later, I’ll tear that argument to shreds.
"Don’t look at me like that. If you’re really sick, you should go to the hospital and get it checked out sooner."
"I’ve already been checked out. It’s none of your concern." His fake concern is truly nauseating.
Jian Xi disdainfully pushed him away and climbed into bed. "You’re not welcome in this room. Close the door on your way out. And let me warn you, don’t just barge into my room in the future."
Si Yuhuan’s pride was challenged. He left, slamming the door behind him.
"Hmph! Slam it all you want. You think I’m scared of you?" Now that I have the upper hand in the divorce, I can be as brazen as I want.
Si Yuhuan, still feeling guilty, frowned and took a deep breath. A few minutes later, he called Yan Qing. "Arrange for the best doctor to give Jian Xi a full check-up. Find out what’s wrong with her; she feels nauseous whenever she eats."
"Boss, could Madam possibly be pregnant?" Yan Qing asked boldly.
"If she were pregnant, would she possibly not tell me?"
That cunning, scheming, smug woman... if she were really pregnant, she’d definitely be flaunting the test results in my face, trying to boss me around. How could she be so brazenly indifferent , as if nothing fazes her?
Uh... what if you two aren’t getting along, and Madam doesn’t want to tell you?
He didn’t dare to voice those thoughts aloud and quickly agreed, "Alright, I’ll make the arrangements immediately."
Yan Qing thought it over and decided to contact not only an internal medicine doctor but also a gynecologist.
Yes, this is much safer.
Early the next morning, Jian Xi woke up to find Si Yuhuan still sitting in the dining room.
She couldn’t help but mock, "Shouldn’t the busy CEO be off by now? Still here?"
"Eat." His tone was as cold and indifferent as ever, uttering just that one word.
"Oh!" I can’t be bothered with him. I’ll just pretend he’s invisible.
Auntie handed her a sandwich, which tasted quite good. Jian Xi couldn’t help but wolf it down.
Si Yuhuan observed her strange appetite. "How many have you eaten?"
Jian Xi looked at the third sandwich Auntie was handing her and felt only about a third full...
Auntie said cheerfully, "Miss Jian just asked me to prepare five. She has a good appetite today; it’s good that she’s eating more."
They exchanged a glance.
Si Yuhuan’s thin lips parted slightly. "If you hadn’t already been checked out, I would really suspect you were pregnant."
Jian Xi hurriedly took a sip of water. "I’d have to be out of my mind to have your child."
Thinking carefully about her recent lifestyle, Jian Xi’s heart trembled. If she hadn’t already been checked, even she would suspect she was pregnant.