Qin Miaomiao was in the midst of it all and should have realized who was targeting her, so she said to keep the person around, for her to handle...
Lu Qing leaned back in the leather chair, his fingers rhythmically tapping on the armrest.
By the end of the interrogation, the evidence against Mo Wenwan was insufficient, and with a lawyer’s bail, she was released. Yin Xue’er was caught red-handed and admitted to her cris without denial.
In fact, Yin Xue’er still couldn’t believe she was caught up in a drug trafficking case. She had the Prince; the Prince was powerful. He would surely get her out of prison.
But she waited and waited, until the court session, when the judge’s gavel banged and she was taken to the won’s prison. Only then did she recognize the reality—she had been deceived. There was no Prince. Her drug addiction flared up again, and seeing the Prince waving at her from on high, she ran over like a pet dog, only for the Prince’s image to dissipate like smoke in the air.
This ti, the joint operation between Interpol and the local police was highly effective. Although the biggest drug lord escaped, a large portion of the local drug dens were dismantled. In the short term, the drug lords would find it hard to cause trouble again.
Mo Wenwan left the police station, spending large sums to inquire about the inside story. An interdiary told her that the police were planning to conclude the case, and her involvent had nothing to do with drug trafficking—she’d at most pay so fines and attend a couple of moral education sessions, and that would be it...
Mo Wenwan breathed a sigh of relief only to find the entertainnt world working against her.
Yin Xue’er was the leading actress in her new movie, and previously taken photos of Yin Xue’er at the aquarium had rapidly spread online. Reports alluded to her buying drugs from Yin Xue’er. There was even testimony from the police. But due to privacy concerns, the police were vague, yet still managed to spark endless speculation.
The director of Mo Wenwan’s new movie, Director Wang, regretted ever being acquainted with Mo Wenwan. With Yin Xue’er’s scandal, his na would be tainted alongside hers. He had now beco a joke in the directing circle.
Just then, Qin Miaomiao extended an olive branch.
Director Wang didn’t hesitate to leave his old company and join Qin Miaomiao’s company, and he wasn’t alone in the move—he took his team with him: the lighting technician, caraman, makeup artist, stylist, editor...
Director Wang’s movie was completed but only halfway processed. So areas didn’t even have the special effects done. It was not ready for release.
Mo Wenwan looked at the half-finished movie, her face breaking out in many pimples from the stress.
All her assets were invested in this movie, and if it couldn’t be released, she was completely lost. But if there was a chance for release, she could at least recover part of her costs.
Mo Wenwan pondered over her options and decided to seek help from Lu Xing. She had braved through nurous issues without bothering Lu Xing because she wanted to leave a smart and capable impression on him, hoping to stand at his side as an equal to Mr. Lu. It wasn’t until she was truly desperate that she found herself sheepishly going to see him.
On the day she t Lu Xing, she dressed up deliberately. She wore clothes Lu Xing liked, held the perfu he praised as slling good, and arrived at their eting place an hour early.
Mo Wenwan waited for three hours.
Lu Xing arrived two hours late, sitting across from Mo Wenwan, visibly impatient, "What are we eating?"
As Lu Xing turned to call the waiter to order, Mo Wenwan noticed a kiss mark near the base of his neck. A very clear kiss mark.
Mo Wenwan sniffed, stood up, and left.
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