THE FAKE DAUGHTER BECAME THE FAVORITE - CHAPTER 189

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Chapter 189: The Person Suffering a Loss Is You

"Work, work," Shen Jingchuan knit his brows tightly. "So you only know about work, huh?"

"What kind of words are those?" Wen Yan reached out her hand directly to poke the center of Shen Jingchuan's tightly knit brows.

Shen Jingchuan dodged slightly before discovering her intention, and since it wasn't a big deal, he simply let her be.

"What, is what I said not right?"

"Of course it's not right! Actually I, including you as well, feel that all of us are very lucky—at the very least, our jobs were chosen by ourselves, and they're ones we're interested in, with quite a considerable income, not out of being forced by life. Of course, currently you haven't started turning a profit yet, but when you do start turning a profit, wouldn't that beat average people in a heartbeat?

As for me, I'm doing things that make me happy—compared to many ordinary people and actors who have no way to make their own choices, I'm lucky. What I choose are scripts I like, six or seven out of ten times encountering happy things, and for the remaining two, three, or four parts of dissatisfaction, there are family members to back me up. Work makes me joyful, and work is precisely a part of my life—how wonderful!

Then besides myself, those worth my spending thought on are family and friends. Our family is harmonious, and you all have healthy bodies with smooth careers—I really feel very satisfied. Why do you feel that my hoping for you all to be well would be my burden? It actually isn't."

"Fourth Brother, I'm no big figure, nor do I have any grand ambitious visions, I'm merely a little butterfly in this dazzling world, perhaps; my flapping wings might bring some changes to the people around me."

Shen Jingchuan listened patiently until Wen Yan finished speaking, and then expressed his own comment: "This little mouth of yours is chatter-chatter-chattering, quite able to talk."

"Of course," Wen Yan smiled, "As for a mouth, besides eating, isn't what's left just talking? As for future plans, take it one step at a time; for now I won't think about it first. After all, between tomorrow and accidents, you don't know which one will come first either."

"True," Shen Jingchuan raised an eyebrow and looked toward Wen Yan, "Then before tomorrow or an accident comes first, help me do one thing first."

"What thing?" Wen Yan instantly grew vigilant, "Suddenly so serious—could you be wanting to harm me?"

"Get lost! There should be a paper bag behind your back; help me take it out for a moment."

"Ah?" Wen Yan sat up straight in surprise right away, "A paper bag? What's packed inside? You should have reminded me earlier, what if I crushed it for you?"

While speaking, Wen Yan felt around behind her back and pulled out a small black handbag.

She didn't look, only using her hand to quickly feel it for a moment.

"Square and firm, seems to be a hard box; not broken."

"Open it up and take a look, then."

Wen Yan shot a glance at Shen Jingchuan: "You yourself don't have grow—"

Before the word 'hands' could come out of her mouth, Wen Yan burst into a smile: "What's this—is it a present for me?"

"Mhm, see if you like it."

"This is making me blush!" Although her mouth said so, Wen Yan's hands still delightfully opened the box.

"A diamond bracelet?! Shen Jingchuan! You've struck it rich! Where did you get the money to buy such a large diamond?!"

While sizing up the bracelet against her hand, Wen Yan asked Shen Jingchuan.

Seeing that it was inconvenient for her with one hand, Shen Jingchuan reached out to help her fasten the clasp.

"You have worn it! Just say whether it looks nice or not! Whether you like it or not!"

"Nice! I like anything that looks nice. But haven't you been short on cash recently? Where on earth did it come from?"

"Traded for it with a second-hand car."

"Ah?" Wen Yan shook her wrist, "Am I wearing one of your sports cars on my hand?"

"No, that's too exaggerated of you; count it as making up a price difference. Originally I felt using this item to offset money wasn't quite suitable—after all, what I lack most is liquid capital. But this is a new one, hasn't been worn on a hand before, and felt quite suitable for you, so I brought it back. Wear it with peace of mind, there are no disputes over this thing."

Wen Yan nodded: "If you say so, then I won't stand on ceremony, okay!"

"No need to stand on ceremony with me; just don't keep it inside the jewelry box gathering dust all the time, that's all. Seeing you wear stuff I sent also makes me happy."

"But with such a big diamond, I wouldn't dare wear it every day; everyday clothes don't match it either."

"Then wear it occasionally, then."

"Mhm. Oh right, your coming to find me today wasn't just for this bracelet, was it?"

"Of course not." While speaking, Shen Jingchuan leaned forward and retrieved two other paper bags from the passenger seat.

"There's also good food—two full big bags; you'll definitely like all of it."

"Wow!" Looking at these two bulging bags in front of her eyes, Wen Yan's saliva was almost about to unpromisingly flow from the corners of her mouth.

"I happen to be hungry. But with so many things, I can't finish eating them alone. Do you want to come play at the production crew with me? Wanwan is there too; everyone is an acquaintance."

Shen Jingchuan expressed refusal: "I'm not that familiar with her; if you can't finish eating, just take it to share with them—I won't head over."

"Then you made this trip to deliver stuff and are leaving right away?" Wen Yan felt it wasn't worth it on his behalf, "Then isn't this a trip in vain? Speaking of which, Second Brother is also here—should I ask him if he's free, so the three of us can gather for a bit? You might not be familiar with Wanwan, but with us you're always familiar, right?"

Shen Jingchuan found it funny: "...I say, Eldest Young Lady Wen Yan, save your breath, won't you? Don't worry yourself over me. I really came by on the way—didn't make a trip in vain at all; didn't I just learn a huge secret a moment ago?

"Besides, what's good about gathering with that fellow Shen Jinghe? He's neither as good-looking as you nor as good-looking as me; looking at him is dull—what's good about gathering with him? Not meeting."

"Alright then. My time is almost running out; I have to take these things back to the hotel first."

The two parted ways very quickly; after returning to the hotel to rest and regroup for a bit, Wen Yan carried the delicious food and went to the production crew.

When she went, it happened to be meal break for the production crew.

From far off, she spotted Jiang Wanwan.

Because Jiang Wanwan was still a glowing existence in her eyes.

Wen Yan was full of playfulness, specifically walking up quietly behind Jiang Wanwan and covering her eyes.

Only unfortunately, Jiang Wanwan guessed it was her right away.

"Wen Yan! I know it's you. Eaten yet? Want to join?"

"How did you know it was me? I even took a roundabout way coming over."

"Take a look at this so-called pork rib kelp soup in front of me—it's clean enough to be used as a mirror. I noticed you as soon as you arrived."

"So that's how it was! But no matter, it just so happens I brought good food to add to your meal. Ta-da! Hurry up and clear off this table."

"Whoa!" Jiang Wanwan took a look at the two big paper bags Wen Yan brought over, her eyes widening in surprise, "Why so much food? The store address on this bag is quite far away—did you specifically ask someone to go buy it? Being this far, they probably wouldn't deliver, right?"

Wen Yan giggled, lowering her voice to say: "My brother sent it over. I already looked just now—there are things you like to eat."

"How nice." From childhood to adulthood, Jiang Wanwan had almost never envied others, but she quite envied Wen Yan.

Envying her for having a warm and harmonious family.

She was also willing to chat with Wen Yan about some of her family and life trivialities.

This would make her feel that she was still living in a normal world, rather than a Jiang family world with only scandals, schemes, and revenge.

So when alone together with Wen Yan, Jiang Wanwan would also often take the initiative to find topics, but when facing others, she was back to a cold and aloof appearance again.

Upon hearing Wen Yan say this was sent over by her brother, Jiang Wanwan naturally picked up the conversation and asked.

"Which brother of yours sent it over? The one with good acting skills or the one who got poisoned from eating mushrooms?"

"???" Wen Yan, who was taking food out of the bag, paused.

Hahaha, the matter of getting poisoned from eating mushrooms seemed like it would never pass.

Fortunately Shen Jingchuan hadn't decided to come to the production crew just now; otherwise, hearing Jiang Wanwan say this sentence, he definitely would have blown his top on the spot.

"...The latter, the one who ate mushrooms. The one with good acting skills is also filming on this side, but he seems quite busy too; I haven't contacted him much these past two days. Do you want a spicy grilled pig trotter? I can't wait to eat it anymore."

"Want one. Here, take the gloves."

While the two ate food, they chatted about other matters again.

Jiang Wanwan asked Wen Yan: "How do you plan to handle that scandal between you and Qin Yulong? No need to respond a bit? I see the discussion level these past two days is still quite high."

Wen Yan shook her head: "Forget it, won't respond. Once this wave passes, there probably won't be any follow-up. Mainly because that so-and-so collapsed, so our news was pushed up to take the bullet—it'll be fine in a couple of days.

Besides, this was originally something out of thin air; Qin Yulong has already returned abroad. She and I are simply people who can't be linked together by a long shot right now—let's just handle it with cold treatment directly."

"She returned abroad so fast? It seems she and Fu Yiqing really broke off. Oh right, I have a piece of good news and a piece of bad news to tell you—which one do you want to hear first?"

"Good news—I want to hear the good news first!"

"OK," Jiang Wanwan, who had finished eating her pig trotter, took off her disposable gloves and wiped her hands, "The good news is that Fu Yiqing resigned from her role yesterday afternoon."

"Resigned from her role? Then there's no need for you to tell me the bad news—I've already guessed it." Wen Yan let out a speechless sigh.

"The bad news is, after changing actors, we have to reshoot many scenes once more. Ahhh, when shooting some shots for the first time I still felt it was fresh, felt it was a challenge; now I feel so annoyed! Especially you—you have to shoot fight scene beatings again."

Jiang Wanwan raised her eyebrows "Yes, thanks to her."

Wen Yan: "Sympathize with you for three seconds. But having said that, after losing her, the production crew's efficiency will definitely rise straight up. So from an overall perspective, this is still good news for us."

"That's right. Overall the pros outweigh the cons."

Just as they were speaking, Wen Yan's entire gaze was instantly drawn by a person not far away.

"...Wanwan, didn't you say Fu Yiqing resigned from her role yesterday afternoon? Look who that is?"

Jiang Wanwan looked over along the direction of Wen Yan's finger, and as a result spotted Fu Yiqing in one glance.

She was also a bit puzzled: "Presumably she came to clean up the aftermath; it's definitely impossible for her to return again. Having finally gotten rid of her, even if she wanted to go back on her word, the director definitely wouldn't give her this chance."

"I think so too." While nodding her head, Wen Yan knit her brows severely, "But look at her! Her appearance looks bursting with anger. Why do I feel like she seems to be walking over toward our side?"

"Looks like it to me too," Jiang Wanwan narrowed her eyes displeasedly, "But come if she comes—nothing to be afraid of; I'm still blocking in front of you."

"...Say, what on earth does she want to do? Is she coming at you or at me?"

"Doesn't matter—anyway, she'll have to pay a price."

While speaking, Fu Yiqing, bursting with anger, had already arrived in front of Wen Yan and Jiang Wanwan's dining table.

Without saying a word, she directly picked up an opened bottle of beverage on the table.

Saying it was fast was an understatement; Wen Yan scooped up a prop pot lid behind her, and Jiang Wanwan also picked up that bowl of clean pork rib kelp soup beside her hand.

At that instant, the beverage in Fu Yiqing's hand charged straight for Wen Yan's face, but was blocked back halfway by the pot lid Wen Yan shoved over.

And that flat pot lid charged straight toward Fu Yiqing as well.

At the same time, the soup in Jiang Wanwan's hand was also raised above Fu Yiqing's head.

After all the 'props' were fully in position, the juice bounced back off the pot lid and slapped onto Fu Yiqing's face together, and the soup juice in Jiang Wanwan's hand also hung on Fu Yiqing's head.

"Ah!!" Fu Yiqing instantly screeched uncontrollably, "Mad, you're all mad!"

Everyone: "..." The mad one seems to be yourself.

Wen Yan: "Can you stop throwing fits? Normal people get scared watching, really."

"Wen Yan!!" Fu Yiqing randomly wiped the soup and water on her face, exasperated and furious, "You were the one who instigated Qin Yulong to leave me, weren't you? What on earth is your relationship with her, huh? You clarify the words for me right here today! Right now, immediately, right away!"

"...I even need you to leave here right now, immediately, right away; your state scared me."

"Don't give me this empty talk here! Call her back right now, immediately, right away!"

"..." Wen Yan was completely speechless, "Are you a princess that you're throwing a princess tantrum? Why she left—don't you have any idea in your own mind? You were the one who forced her; it's that you yourself changed."

"I forced her? I changed? Is that what she told you? Heh, she surprisingly even told you all this—it seems your relationship really isn't simple. The night before last she entered your room, right? The two of you really have no shame."

"..." Damn! Wen Yan suffered a silent loss.

This wasn't told to her by Qin Yulong at all, but rather when the two of them had an argument that day, the entire process was broadcast live over the walkie-talkie.

"There's no need to explain to you what the relationship between me and Qin Yulong is, because you two have already terminated your contract; even if you haven't terminated the contract, you don't have any qualification to interfere with her personal behavior, right? Please leave, otherwise I'll call security. You don't want to be kicked out by security and lose all face either, do you?"

Originally Fu Yiqing was in the wrong—this point everyone on set, including Fu Yiqing's own assistant, knew.

Although her assistant usually didn't quite dare to go against her wishes, at this moment she had no choice but to bite the bullet, step forward, and pull Fu Yiqing away.

"Sister Qing, let's leave quickly; be careful lest someone film it in a moment and upload it online then—it'll be troublesome."

Fu Yiqing was already smashing a broken pot—she wasn't even afraid of being discussed by people anymore. But she absolutely could not be exposed online in her current image.

In the end, this little episode that occurred on the set concluded with Fu Yiqing leaving in a wretched state.

However, this was merely the beginning of Fu Yiqing's crazy fits.

The heat of the news 'Wen Yan and Fu Yiqing coming out' hadn't passed yet.

Suddenly, dirt on both of them emerged overwhelmingly on the internet.

All of it was dirt regarding their 'messy private lives'.

All of a sudden, surprisingly several newly registered alternate accounts came out crying and complaining about Wen Yan 'sleeping with fans'.

And 'they' were all female fans; 'they' also exposed a large number of chat conversations and screenshots.

There were even videos as evidence, but these videos were all faceless.

When this dirt was exposed, Wen Yan was still filming scenes; she didn't know anything yet.

However, the face fans had long since debunked a wave of fake news.

Because those so-called exposed evidence items were simply too fake, many text screenshots and videos could be seen as Photoshopped even using one's toes.

However, some people who didn't understand Photoshop and originally hated Wen Yan would still choose to believe these rumors, and the latter would even spread them wildly.

The situation on Qin Yulong's side wasn't much better either, saying she used her job convenience to 'select concubines' when she was in Country X.

When serving as a senior manager, she harassed and submitted many girls, even high school female students, to unspoken rules.

This smear tactic was the same as the one on Wen Yan's side—at a glance, it came from the hands of the same person.

The difference was that the 'evidence' exposed on Qin Yulong's side was partly true and partly false.

Very obviously, the person providing the 'evidence' had at least a certain understanding or contact with Qin Yulong; otherwise, that person wouldn't have so many materials on Qin Yulong.

By the time Wen Yan learned of this matter, it had long since fermented and inflated online.

That idol who had collapsed previously was originally worrying about how to do public relations; now with Wen Yan and Qin Yulong's 'scandal' charging up, they couldn't wait to 'add fuel to the fire' from behind.

Taking advantage of break time, Wen Yan immediately dialed Qin Yulong's phone.

Before this, Wen Yan had also tried calling Qin Yulong, but had consistently been unable to reach her.

Today was no exception either—her phone was still unanswered just like before.

Seeing Wen Yan making phone calls continuously from finishing her scene until now, Jiang Wanwan conveniently poured a glass of warm water for her.

"Moisten your throat. Do you think Qin Yulong might have changed her phone number?"

Wen Yan gulped down the whole glass of water in one go: "I don't know either, but previously I specifically asked her whether she would continue using this number in the future, and the answer she gave me was affirmative, even saying she would notify me if she changed numbers. If it weren't in use, this number would either be out of service or powered off, but every time I call over, it's in an unanswered state."

Jiang Wanwan knit her brows slightly: "Then if she intentionally wants to sever connection with this side, she probably wouldn't see these messages online either. Taking ten thousand steps back, if she doesn't intend to continue working in this circle, these matters actually don't have much impact on her—after all, she herself is no longer here, and with her current fame, this kind of matter won't ferment to the foreign internet either. So right now, the person suffering the biggest loss is you."

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