The core individual of the team was still Fang Bie, the director who had won Best Comrcial.
"Miss An Yan, do you have any requirents for the live broadcast?" Fang Bie asked cautiously.
An Yan replied, "Between live streaming and short videos, which do you think is more capable of attracting netizens?"
"Both require dedicated managent, and regardless of which one, our team can handle it!"
"Then let’s go with short videos," An Yan stated. "My goal is to enable viewers to identify the despicable n and manipulative won around them and have the courage to change their own fate! The content includes, but is not limited to, green tea bitches, white lotus types, ’one-of-the-guys’ manipulators, phoenix n, mama’s boys, n full of empty promises, and so on."
After listening, they exchanged glances, and Fang Bie spoke on behalf of everyone, "Understood. We’ll work overti tonight to get the screenplay out and will submit it to you, Miss An Yan, first thing tomorrow morning for your review."
"That works. That will be all; everyone is dismissed."
After everyone left, An Yan settled comfortably back into the sofa. She stretched out her hand, scooped up the Little Squirrel squatting beside her, and stroked it while contemplating.
It seed her perspective had been a bit narrow before; she should have ford a team earlier. With a team, she only needed to provide ideas.
「In the yard.」
Li Qingqing erged from the side building and happened to run into Fang Bie and the others who were leaving. Knowing they were the team Li Tianyao had assigned to help An Yan with her live broadcast, a trace of jealousy flashed unconsciously in her eyes.
What magic did An Yan possess to make Li Tianyao, who had never shown interest in won, so devoted to her!
Li Qingqing remained standing there even after Fang Bie and his group drove away. The shadows of the trees draped over her, rging her with the night. Her surgically-altered face twisted, resembling a demon’s.
She couldn’t let Li Tianyao continue down this path. An Yan must be driven out! She must!
「In the living room,」
An Yan, who was leaning back on the sofa, stretched and straightened up. Through the window, she happened to see Li Qingqing standing in the tree shadows. She looked like a venomous snake lurking in the darkness, exuding a dangerous aura.
An Yan narrowed her eyes slightly and was about to use the Divination Technique when her phone suddenly vibrated twice.
It was a call from Mu Enyu, whose voice sounded bright, "Sister Yan, I’m willing to join your team! Su Siming and Liang Chen are too!"
An Yan had gone to the laboratory to collect samples that afternoon and had asked Mu Enyu for help. She had also ntioned her plan to form a research team and asked Mu Enyu to see if Su Siming and Liang Chen were interested. She had originally thought they would hesitate for a long ti, perhaps even needing to discuss it with their families before deciding, so she hadn’t expected such a quick response.
No sooner had Mu Enyu finished speaking than Su Siming’s voice ca through the phone, "Sister Yan, thank you for the wound dicine you prepared for us. I’ve already used it, and I have a feeling I’ll be able to walk normally tomorrow."
Then it was Liang Chen, "My foot is much better too!"
"Since you’re better, you’ll accompany for a surgery tomorrow," An Yan said.
"Is it surgery for that drug trafficker?" Mu Enyu had overheard Officer Xiaohe and An Yan talking earlier that day.
An Yan affird with a hum. "This will be your first surgery. Don’t be nervous. Pay close attention and observe. Afterwards, we might have chances to participate in more surgeries."
The line suddenly went silent. An Yan thought they might have been scared and was about to offer so encouragent when Mu Enyu’s scream burst from the phone, "AAAH, Sister Yan, are you serious? Can I join you in the surgery tomorrow?"
Then ca Su Siming’s excited voice, "Sister Yan, let tell you, I’ve assisted in surgery before! I perford a hemorrhoid surgery on a patient, so don’t underestimate !"
Then it switched to Liang Chen, "An Yan, I’ve also assisted in surgeries, more than once. I’ve perford kidney stone removals, appendectomies, and sternal fracture repairs!"
An Yan nodded in satisfaction. Realizing she was on a call, she then said, "Alright then, no problem. I’ll see you at Renhe Hospital tomorrow at 9 a.m."
After the call ended, An Yan put down the Little Squirrel and stood up to go upstairs to the study.
Li Qingqing, upon seeing her enter, imdiately cast her eyes downward. She obediently stepped aside, making way, and tactfully exited the room, appearing so compliant it was as if she had no thoughts of her own.
But An Yan knew this was a facade; the woman lurking in the shadows like a venomous snake was likely the real Li Qingqing.
While grinding herbs, An Yan perford a divination for Li Qingqing.
The result shocked her: Li Qingqing was dead!
An Yan thought she must have made a mistake and perford the calculation again. The result remained the sa: Li Qingqing was already dead, having died in her eighteenth year! She had jumped from a building, her face smashed beyond recognition!
But being disfigured didn’t necessarily an she was dead. What on earth was going on with this Divination Technique? Could it even get sothing as fundantal as life and death wrong?
Frustrated, An Yan looked up at Li Tianyao, hoping his handso face could soothe her troubled mind. Li Tianyao’s handsoness was indeed flawless from every angle. He was lounging casually against the back of the chair, his well-defined right hand resting on the dicine pot. In his left hand, he held an ancient book, reading attentively.
An Yan grew curious. "The thumb ring is gone, yet you still think you can find a secret realm by reading these books?"
Ever since An Yan learned the secret realm could be found by activating the thumb ring, she had lost interest in reading these ancient texts. Li Tianyao, however, clearly hadn’t given up.
"We’ll get the thumb ring back sooner or later." The man’s gaze shifted from the book to her. "Bored?"
He put down the book and patted his thigh. "Co sit here!"
An Yan was speechless. She just had to go and say that!
"Never mind. It’s really not appropriate for us to have physical contact before the poison is cured!" An Yan said, ignoring his demand.
The man’s expression darkened instantly, his amber eyes fixed stubbornly on her. "Co here!"
An Yan pursed her lips and pushed the dicine pot forward. "You’re the one who asked to co over! If anything goes wrong, don’t bla !"
She was curious to see how he would endure it, igniting a fire he couldn’t extinguish.
To her surprise, his eyes even sparkled with anticipation. An Yan was speechless.
Honestly, she really didn’t understand why this man, knowing full well he couldn’t ’eat’, still insisted on ’tasting’.
She walked around the table and sat primly on his lap.
The man’s hand guided her into his embrace, and he lowered his head to kiss her lips fiercely. "Although I can’t eat, I can still taste!"
An Yan, both amused and annoyed, took the initiative, deepening the kiss. To show she was fearless, she even let her hands wander.
It’s just flirting, right? As if she didn’t know how!
In monts, the man’s breathing lost its steady rhythm.
An Yan was extrely pleased. "Still dare to?"
The man held down her errant hand, his voice strained, "The dicine’s effects are wearing off."
An Yan raised an eyebrow. "Who cares about the dicine right now? Co on, let’s enjoy ourselves!"
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