Out of control and sinking

video call.

As soon as the call connected, Qin Jie saw Jiang Ruan nestled on the sofa, hugging her cat, with a big smile on her face. She teased, "The internet is full of drama, but you're enjoying your leisure time."

Jiang Ruan coughed lightly, looking innocent: "What can we do? Did you see that? It's trending at number one."

"I never expected that a small-time actress like me would have such a high level of popularity. I really didn't expect it."

Sister Qin smiled and said, "You seem quite happy."

“Who said that?” Jiang Ruan said, “I’m so sad.”

"The entire entertainment industry is waiting to see my career collapse."

Sister Qin laughed and said, "Hasn't it already collapsed?"

"Alright, enough of this small talk, let's get down to business." Sister Qin's expression turned serious: "This incident is both a bad thing and a good thing for you."

Jiang Ruan raised an eyebrow: "Good news?"

"Changing one's name and originating from poverty, is that a good thing?"

"Hmm." Sister Qin said, "I've discussed it with the company and we're planning to do some marketing for you. The theme of this marketing campaign is—playing the victim."

"Pfft!" Jiang Ruan was about to drink water, but before she could even swallow it, she almost spat it out.

She grabbed a few tissues to wipe her mouth and looked at Sister Qin on the other end of the video call incredulously: "What did you say? You want me to play the victim?"

“Yes.” Sister Qin said, “Make it as tragic as possible. Tell us all about how Fang Cui bullied, beat, and scolded you when you were a child. I’ve already contacted the reporters here. I guarantee that the image I’ve created for you will be that of a beautiful, strong, and tragic woman.”

"I understand beauty and tragedy, but where does the strength come from?"

"You're really talented," Sister Qin said. "A girl from a poor little county town, who has never taken professional acting classes, can still produce such a good TV series. Isn't that what talent is all about?"

"Don't worry, leave this to me, I'll take care of it."

Jiang Ruan said, "Okay."

"By the way, Fang Cui was taken away by the police."

Sister Qin said, "We took her away yesterday. After all, she didn't commit any crime, and it would be illegal for us to detain her without permission."

Sister Qin frowned: "If she's not under my nose, I'm afraid she'll cause some more trouble."

Jiang Ruan, however, was not worried: "We'll deal with whatever comes our way."

"That's true," Sister Qin said. "I have a feeling that she definitely has someone backing her up."

Jiang Ruan said, "It's Li Xin." "If I'm not mistaken."

Sister Qin's eyes lit up, and she gritted her teeth: "That's what I was thinking about too. Now that she's climbed up to Director Rong, she's got power. She's the only one in the entertainment industry who's openly going against you."

"Yesterday's press conference was full of ridiculous stunts, it was absolutely disgusting."

Sister Qin has a straightforward personality, and besides, this is a video call with Jiang Ruan.

Nobody knows what she said.

"She's a young lady from a wealthy family, yet she's condescending to be with a wretched old man. He's old enough to be her father. Doesn't she worry about having nightmares at night?" Sister Qin said disdainfully.

Jiang Ruan smiled and said jokingly, "Maybe he'll be vigorous even in his old age."

Upon hearing this, Sister Qin burst out laughing and gave him a thumbs up: "Brilliant!"

"That's not necessarily true. What if it looks good but is useless?"

"After all, it's not like men over forty don't have a good cough anymore."

"They're getting old, some of them are quite old."

Jiang Ruan listened attentively, then clicked her tongue twice: "Sister Qin, is it really okay for us to discuss this topic here?"

Jiang Ruan's arm was getting a little sore from holding the phone up, so she subconsciously shifted her position and inadvertently took a picture of the person behind her.

Jiang Ruan hasn't discovered it yet.

At this moment, Sister Qin noticed the renovation of the house behind Jiang Ruan.

She blinked, thinking she was seeing things; she rarely video chatted with Jiang Ruan.

I'm sure I wasn't seeing things.

The gilded sandalwood chair carved with dragons and phoenixes, with its dazzling crystal chandelier, exuded European elegance and extravagance.

Sister Qin has seen a lot over the years; this is clearly a large villa.

Qin Jie's shocked voice rang out.

Wow, honey, you're living in a mansion now?

"When did you buy this big villa? How come I didn't know?"