Chapter 89 The Scheming Crowd

Today, the entire film crew was awash with gossip. As an excellent bystander who loved to keep up with the latest rumors, Bai Chenxi naturally knew exactly what had happened.

This matter, in fact, had something to do with her. The person who had always targeted her and played dirty tricks behind her back, Li Keke, had finally been caught. Along with her, that rotund Chairman Che had fallen as well.

Wang Ling called Bai Chenxi early in the morning to tell her the news. Usually, Wang Ling had no interest in gossip, but this time she spared no detail, recounting everything thoroughly.

It was understandable—Wang Ling herself had been disgusted by those two. After her own mistake last time had nearly caused harm to Bai Chenxi, it remained a thorn in her heart.

It all began the previous night. With no prior warning from the media, an unknown paparazzo suddenly posted a video online.

The video showed all sorts of intimate interactions between Li Keke and Chairman Che. The variety of locations and the richness of the content made it clear the footage had taken much time and effort to obtain.

Unlike other blurry videos or a couple of ambiguous photos, this one clearly captured Li Keke and Chairman Che together, leaving not a shred of room for denial or doubt.

As soon as the video was released, the sweet and innocent persona Li Keke had crafted for the public collapsed instantly.

At the same time, Chairman Che’s wife issued a statement that she had submitted evidence of his infidelity to the court and planned to file for divorce.

Chairman Che had owed all his success to his wife. If they truly divorced, he would lose everything. Unwilling to accept this, he tried to shift all the blame onto Li Keke, claiming he had been set up by her.

Li Keke was no pushover either. The two of them began to fight, airing each other’s dirty laundry for all to see. The spectacle was so outrageous and widespread that it left onlookers reeling.

As soon as the scandal broke, Yu Jin Entertainment issued no statement or attempt at damage control—they simply announced the termination of their contract with Li Keke. Unexpectedly, this earned them a good reputation.

Bai Chenxi, as a bystander, found this turn of events thoroughly satisfying. Someone who would hire trolls out of nowhere to smear others and ultimately cause her own downfall deserved no sympathy.

While she was enjoying the drama, Bai Chenxi was completely unaware that she herself was standing right in the middle of the field where rumors grew.

“Chenxi.” Mi Mu suddenly walked over from afar, waving to her.

Bai Chenxi grasped her arm, looking her up and down. “Are you recovered from your injury?”

Mi Mu nodded. “I’m fine now. Chenxi, thank you. If it weren’t for you, I would have lost this role.”

As she spoke, Mi Mu put on a sorrowful, bullied expression, filling Bai Chenxi with guilt.

“What are you saying? If it weren’t for me, Meng Ling wouldn’t have targeted you in the first place. I’m the one who got you into trouble.”

Mi Mu shook her head repeatedly. “No, I’m really glad to have you as a friend, Chenxi.”

Bai Chenxi smiled. “I feel the same.” She didn’t even realize how easily Mi Mu was swaying her mood.

Watching the two of them, arm in arm, Meng Ling clenched her water cup tightly. Compared to Bai Chenxi, she now hated Mi Mu even more. Here was someone who had come out of nowhere and dared to scheme against her.

Mi Mu seemed to notice Meng Ling’s gaze but continued chatting with Bai Chenxi as if nothing had happened, though a flash of calculation passed through her eyes.

“Hello? Chenxi?” In the restroom, Mi Mu was on the phone, her voice sweet as honey. “There were too many people just now, but I had to thank you properly. If it weren’t for you, Meng Ling would have bullied me and I’d have had to swallow the injustice in silence.”

Someone washing their hands in the restroom paused, listening. The voice was unmistakably Mi Mu’s.

After a pause, Mi Mu went on, “If you hadn’t known ahead of time that the reporters were coming and told me to injure myself to make a scene, who knows how many times I’d have been beaten! And if you hadn’t pleaded on my behalf, the crew would have kicked me out long ago. Thank you, Chenxi.”

Hearing this, Meng Ling thought: So it was you, Bai Chenxi. I knew someone like Mi Mu wouldn’t dare scheme against me alone. It was you all along. Just wait and see, Bai Chenxi.

As footsteps faded outside, Mi Mu glanced at her phone, which had never actually connected, and smiled smugly: Sorry, Bai Chenxi. If I want to stay here, you’ll have to take the fall for me.

“How is it, Brother Chu? Wasn’t that swift and ruthless?” Having just resolved the issue with Chairman Che, Jiang Jize came to claim credit.

“Once he’s exposed, others will dig into him. He’ll soon become a discarded pawn,” came the calm reply.

Jiang Jize felt a chill run down his spine: ruthless as always, Brother Chu. I just wanted to see him lose everything, but Brother Chu is aiming to send him to prison!

Clearly, of all the people to offend, Brother Chu was the last. No, now it was even more important not to cross his sister-in-law.

Rumor had it that Brother Chu had fallen out with him years ago, yet the man had still been doing fine. Now, all for his beloved… men in love are truly terrifying.

“Brother Chu, now that Li Keke’s in trouble, the female lead in ‘The Peony Song’ is up for grabs. Since you had me invest in the project under Kaijia Culture’s name, are you planning to give your wife a surprise?”

Jiang Jize’s words pleased Chu Muyun, though his expression remained composed: “No need. Whoever is best for the role should be chosen.”

“Come on, what a perfect opportunity!” Jiang Jize shook Chu Muyun’s shoulders, trying to knock some sense into his oblivious friend.

“Sister-in-law seems to really like this script. She’d be thrilled to play the part, and it would be a great chance to grow closer!”

Chu Muyun pried his arms off. “No, let the director decide.”

“You’re sure?” Jiang Jize pressed, only conceding when Chu Muyun nodded. “Fine! But I think you’re missing out on a great opportunity.”

Chu Muyun looked at Jiang Jize. “Is our company about to go under? You seem to have a lot of free time.”

That line successfully darkened Jiang Jize’s face: why did he have so many boring documents to process every day?

He looked at Chu Muyun. “Brother Chu, being a celebrity seems great. How about we swap for a bit?”

“You?” Chu Muyun looked him up and down, then nodded. “As a celebrity, aren’t you afraid your old man will break your legs?”

Jiang Jize scoffed. “I don’t even care about inheriting his fortune anymore—why should I care about that?”

He glanced at Chu Muyun with envy. “Why is it you can do whatever you want?”

Chu Muyun gazed calmly into the distance. “Perhaps it’s because… there’s no throne waiting for me at home.”

Jiang Jize: ...

“Sister Zou, please help me!” Li Keke sobbed into the phone.

Zou Tang remained calm. “How? Do you really think you can make a comeback?”

“Yes, I can, I must!” Li Keke clung to her last hope. Ever since her scandal, the company had terminated her contract without a word, and everyone else avoided her.

Now, only Zou Tang would still answer her calls. Li Keke pleaded, “Sister Zou, you have to help me. I’ll agree to any condition, I’ll do anything.”

Zou Tang replied coldly, “Li Keke, are you still so deluded? I only answered today out of respect for our shared past. Take care of yourself.”

Beep...beep...beep... Zou Tang hung up. With that, the last thread in Li Keke’s heart snapped.