The lawyer who initially handled this matter was called Zhao Jing, quite reputable in the industry. However, Chang Yu hadn't anticipated that she would be An Muyu's friend, nor did she expect to have any connection with An Muyu. So-called professional ethics crumbled under the erosion of desire, and the young lawyer with a bright future recklessly committed this career-destroying act. When calling Qiao Xi, Chang Yu's face remained cold. She had thought that after learning a lesson, that person would return to their place, but she had underestimated their madness and obsession.
An ordinary fan going to such lengths was no longer just annoying, but rather hateful, making her want to destroy everything. An Muyu's contract with Sheng Tang Era had just begun. To protect their new talent, Sheng Tang would stop at nothing, let alone when confronted by soone they called an "ungrateful wolf" who had left to beco independent after belonging to their company. While online abuse was rampant, they insisted on creating a path for An Muyu's acting career. Of course, it didn't get a chance to be realized. Under pressure from the Ji family and Chang Yu's side, investors had to decide to withdraw funding, and actors who didn't want to offend them naturally wouldn't be foolish enough to accept roles with An Muyu. No one wanted to step into that murky quagmire.
The person lying on the hospital bed had her eyes tightly closed, her complexion rosy as if in a dream, waiting to wake up when the faint morning light arrived. Chang Yu sat at the bedside, sighing softly. She looked down at her bandaged arm, waves of pain slowly deepening and intensifying in her heart, finally sweeping over her like a tide. The physical pain couldn't compare to the tornt in her heart, her furrowed brows displaying endless anxiety. Her fingers gently traced Ji Yaoguang's brow, imagining her suddenly opening her eyes with a bright smile. Looking sowhat dazed, Chang Yu smiled at Ji Yaoguang, but after shaking her head to dispel these fantasies, the person on the bed still had her eyes tightly shut, unaware of the pain and regret in the heart of the one awake.
This was a lingchi-like torture, even more desperate than when they were separated after filing for divorce.
Her phone kept vibrating, with greetings and concerns from all directions, though it was unclear how many were sincere and how many were false. Chang Yu felt increasingly irritated, her other hand touching the phone screen, about to turn it off to block out all noise, but finally stopping on the Weibo interface. The fact that she and Ji Yaoguang had once signed divorce papers spread online like a tidal wave, with one question after another seeming unwilling to let go without an answer. Spending all day caring about others' family affairs? How monotonous and boring must these people's lives be? Angrily deleting words that vented her inner rage, she didn't reply to anyone, but just posted a Weibo, her tone as cold as ever.
Chang Yu V: I've never denied things from the past. We had major differences and conflicts, but that's all in the past tense. Our lives are not for bored people to comnt on. I thought at this mont, I would hear various blessings.
—Ji Baby is in a coma, probably too disappointed in you to wake up.
A stranger's comnt left such a remark. Even knowing it was nonsense, Chang Yu's heart couldn't help but skip a beat, her trembling hand almost unable to hold the phone. Could it be as the sage said? The past flashed through her mind like a lantern show. Ji Yaoguang's compromises and concessions, she even put aside all her pride, the words "willful" gradually disappearing from her. And what about herself? What had she done for her? This realization made Chang Yu's entire heart grow cold, and she sat dazedly at the bedside, like a wooden stake.
She didn't know how she fell asleep, but when she woke up, she still couldn't hear Ji Yaoguang's laughter, only the clear chirping of birds outside the window. All things were sprouting, flowers blooming in profusion. Spring had arrived, so why, in such a beautiful season, was the person she loved still trapped in a sleeping dream? Standing up to stretch her sore limbs, her gaze lingered on Ji Yaoguang for a long ti before reluctantly leaving the hospital room. The wound on her hand had burst open unintentionally due to pressure, the bandage speckled with blood, like plum blossoms scattered on the ground by the spring wind.
Bian Yuting arrived very early, just in ti to encounter Chang Yu walking in the corridor.
"Do you not want your hand anymore? Can't you be a little more careful?" Sharp-eyed Bian Yuting imdiately noticed the obvious bloodstains, sighing lightly, "Why are you both so worriso? If your hand is ruined, who knows how heartbroken Yao Yao will be when she wakes up."
"I'd like to see that mont, at least she would wake up from her slumber," Chang Yu's lips curled into a bitter smile. "I don't know why she's like this, nor when she'll wake up." It was this feeling of uncertainty that gave hope, yet in an instant could push one into the abyss of despair.
Bian Yuting followed Chang Yu, watching her change the dressing without blinking. The wound was an inch deep, with flesh turned outward, yet she seed to feel nothing. Looking away unable to bear it, Bian Yuting folded her arms across her chest and said softly, "You've seen the stuff online. I've also tracked down that marketing account that posted. People like An Muyu, Sheng Tang Era is still willing to push behind the scenes, speaking up for her. I'm afraid this misguided Jiang Shoufang will be finished sooner or later."
"Sheng Tang Era? Was Su Ci involved?" Chang Yu frowned and asked. Back then, because Su Ci's new talent was An Muyu, Ji Yaoguang had been quietly angry for several days. If Su Ci was involved in this, then when she wakes up... Chang Yu dared not think of the consequences. She knew Su Ci's character, but feared that to repay Sheng Tang Era's kindness, Su Ci might have made a wrong decision.
Bian Yuting understood Chang Yu's thoughts and shook her head, "I've checked on Su Ci. She wasn't involved in this. She's still on our side." Seeing Chang Yu breathe a sigh of relief, she asked, "Do you know this An Muyu? Who is she really, to be so obsessed with you?"
"I had never t her before," Chang Yu frowned and said, "She was the restaurant owner introduced by Lu Yusheng, said to be her friend, asking to help promote her shop. Who knew it would cause so much trouble?"
"Even Lu Yusheng can misjudge sotis?" Bian Yuting sighed, "Now that you ntion it, I'd like to investigate this Queen Lu. I hope she hasn't been stirring things up behind the scenes?" Bian Yuting had t Lu Yusheng a few tis and often heard her na from people around her. They weren't familiar, but couldn't be called strangers either.
"Rember the incident where An Muyu had soone falsely accuse Yao Guang of plagiarism?" Chang Yu slightly raised her eyes, "Afterwards, Yusheng ca to find . She apologized, saying she had introduced such a person as An Muyu. She also said An Muyu sought her help, but she wouldn't give her a hand. That Miss An entering the entertainnt industry was a mistake to begin with."
"Why do I feel like she entered the entertainnt industry just to get close to you?" Bian Yuting raised an eyebrow and snorted coldly, "That little girl you encountered on the mountaintop inadvertently revealed your location, and ill-intentioned people seized the opportunity. After so many years in the circle, you've surely offended people openly and secretly, but to be so ruthless as to want your lives—no, looking at the video, that person was clearly targeting Yao Yao. I suspect it's the doing of that black-hearted An manager, harboring resentnt."
Chang Yu's face turned cold, her gaze like a sharp blade. She replied, "I suspect so too. Soone is already investigating."
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