Jiang Ruan looked up, her red lips tightly pressed together, her gaze complex and struggling. She closed her eyes and said, "It’s true."
"What she said is all true."
Jiang Ruan looked at Sister Qin, her eyes filled with inescapable sadness. Her fingertips hung at her thighs, tightly clutching the hem of her dress, crumpling it.
The knuckles of her fingers were conspicuously white.
Her red lips moved: "I am not Jiang Ruan."
"I chose this na myself."
"My real na is Chen Miao."
Not expecting her to admit it so directly, Sister Qin was startled for a mont but, being accustod to the storms of the entertainnt industry, she quickly composed herself.
She furrowed her brows and calmly said, "So what do you plan to do about this matter now?"
"After what happened just now, it will definitely be the headline tomorrow with so many people watching. The company can spend money on marketing, but it can’t stop everyone’s mouths."
"We must hurry and co up with a solution. The new show is about to air, and revealing your background now is not good for you. Many stars in the entertainnt industry have fallen like this and never recovered, do you understand?"
"I understand."
"I’m sorry, Sister Qin," Jiang Ruan said. "I lied to you."
"Sigh."
Sister Qin sat down and took Jiang Ruan’s hand. She said, "It’s okay. In the entertainnt industry, so many artists seem glamorous on the surface, but how many really co from affluent families? Haven’t seen this often, darling. Can you tell everything about you from childhood to now?"
"I need to know these things to help you figure out what to do next."
Jiang Ruan said, "Okay."
Then she told Sister Qin everything from her childhood to the present.
Jiang Ruan’s tone was very calm.
But only she knew how unsettled her emotions were. Even after so many years, she couldn’t forget the hurt that certain people had caused her.
However, there was one thing she didn’t tell Sister Qin.
About the three million debt and Bao Ye.
Jiang Ruan had her own reasons.
Besides, they originally had no future.
After listening to her story, Sister Qin was utterly shocked, her eyes filled with compassion for her.
She tightly held Jiang Ruan’s hand and sighed, "You’ve been through so much, darling."
"No wonder," Sister Qin said, "No wonder when I first t you, I noticed a resilience in you that others don’t have. Even though you were still a student, you were nothing like those pampered girls, unafraid to work hard to do everything well."
"That’s why I spotted you at first glance back then."
Jiang Ruan was moved inside, and a smile was forced onto her face: "Without Sister Qin, there would be no today."
"Well, that’s your hard work," Sister Qin gradually beca serious. "If we go by what you said, we could be at an advantage here."
"Even if it’s revealed that you’re Chen Miao, we can entirely use this emotional angle to gain attention. The public’s eyes are sharp."
"Besides, that woman cursed you so much at the scene, she didn’t act like an aunt at all."
Sister Qin said, "Leave this matter to . Anyways, the press conference is over. You should rest well at ho for the next few days."
Jiang Ruan nodded: "Okay."
Then she thought of sothing, paused, and said, "Sister Qin, I want to et her first."
"I don’t know why, but I have a premonition that her sudden appearance at the scene today was not accidental. Soone is behind this."
Sister Qin was surprised: "Why do you think so?"
"She hasn’t found out that I am Chen Miao all these years. Why did she suddenly discover it now and just happen to rush over to the new show press conference?"
Jiang Ruan said, "Jiang City is a very remote place, and the village’s information isn’t as developed as outside."
Jiang Ruan also told Sister Qin about being followed by a car that night.
After listening, Sister Qin’s face changed dramatically: "You an soone is watching you?"
Jiang Ruan nodded: "Yes."
Sister Qin was angry, gritting her teeth: "Damn it, don’t let find out who she is. If I find out, I’ll definitely take her down."
"No way, darling, I’d better arrange a few more bodyguards for you."
"Otherwise, I won’t be at ease."
Sister Qin was extrely worried.
Jiang Ruan was her most proud artist and her favorite girl.
No matter the reason, she could not let anything happen to Jiang Ruan.
"No need, Sister Qin," Jiang Ruan said. "I have already contacted a private car driver who will pick up and drop off every day."
"He is very capable, no need to worry about my personal safety."
Sister Qin relieved: "That’s good."
"I’ll have soone investigate now, rest assured, I will definitely get to the bottom of this matter."
Jiang Ruan smiled: "Okay, thank you, Sister Qin."
Saying that, her smile wasn’t as bright as before.
Sister Qin’s heart ached greatly.
After a few more words, Jiang Ruan went to see Fang Cui with the security.
At this mont, Fang Cui was confined in a room, and the police were still on their way, to hand her over once they arrived.
The door opened, and Jiang Ruan saw Fang Cui tied to a chair.
Seeing her co in, Fang Cui first froze, then started cursing loudly: "You little bitch, how dare you let them tie up, co over here and untie !"
Jiang Ruan turned her head and looked at the security guards behind her: "Wait for outside."
"Yes."
"Miss Jiang, please be careful." The security said, "This woman is a bit ntally unstable; she was throwing things earlier, so we had no choice but to tie her up."
"Alright, thank you," Jiang Ruan said.
The door closed, blocking out the outside noise.
Jiang Ruan lifted her strapless dress, her long hair draped over her shoulders like a princess, and looked at Fang Cui.
Fang Cui was still swearing: "Don’t think you can beco a phoenix now just because you’re a big star, an ugly duckling is always an ugly duckling, if it wasn’t for adopting you, you would’ve starved on the streets."
"Little bitch, quickly untie !"
"Bitch, bitch!"
She cursed continually.
Jiang Ruan just listened quietly, allowing her to vent until Fang Cui was tired of shouting.
Her voice gradually beca softer, parched with thirst.
Then Jiang Ruan’s calm voice rang out, "I rember from the ti I began to rember things, you were cursing like this, calling a little bitch and telling I should die, that I was born to be sold."
Jiang Ruan’s lips curled in mockery, not fearing her suddenly lunging, knowing she was tied up.
Jiang Ruan lifted her dress and approached Fang Cui, her dark eyes staring intently at the middle-aged woman before her: "My dad died when I was three. Yes, you took in, and I followed you for fifteen years."
"And you abused for fifteen years."
"From childhood to now, there isn’t a piece of good skin on my body."
"When you were in a bad mood, you hit ; if you lost at cards, you took the pliers to smash my head, leaving bleeding and lying in the hospital for half a month, whipping , pouring hot water on , not giving food, making eat with the dog."
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