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When Zhang Yun witnessed this scene, his heart suddenly felt as if it had fallen into an ice cellar. All his enthusiasm and expectations seemed to be blown away in an instant by a gust of cold wind, leaving only confusion and puzzlement in his heart.

But she still suppressed the disappointment in her heart, and with a barely perceptible tremor in her voice, she asked Xiong Xiaoman softly:

"Xiao Man, what on earth is going on?"

Xiong Xiaoman no longer had the impatience she had in the past. Instead, she was filled with an indescribable anxiety. She spoke slowly:

"No one answered my uncle's phone. I...I'd better call my mother."

As she spoke, she squatted down, picked up the phone that had fallen on the ground, and dialed her mother's number with trembling fingertips.

On the other end of the phone, Xiong Xiaoman's mother was trimming flowers and plants in the garden at home. The sunlight shone on her, making her look particularly peaceful.

She didn't notice the tense atmosphere on the other end of the line: "Xiaoman, why are you looking for me all of a sudden?"

"Mom, I just called my uncle, but he didn't answer. My agent just came back from a meeting and told me that the company is planning to put me on ice, and all my recent announcements have been canceled. I want to ask my uncle what's going on."

There was a hint of helplessness in Xiong Xiaoman's voice.

Hearing this, the scissors in Xiong Xiaoman's mother's hand fell to the ground with a clang. She raised her head suddenly, with shock and worry on her face:

"What did you say? All your announcements have been cancelled? The company is also going to freeze you out?"

Without thinking too much, she immediately dropped the tools in her hands, walked quickly into the house, picked up the phone, dialed her brother's number, and instructed the servant beside her:

"Don't worry about that for now. Go and help me prepare the car. I want to go to your uncle's house right away."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yun stared at Xiong Xiaoman silently, feeling a mixture of emotions, but not knowing how to offer comfort. The entire room seemed to be enveloped by an invisible pressure, making it hard to breathe.

The conversation between Xiong Xiaoman and her mother echoed in the spacious office, and every word was clearly heard by Zhang Yun.

Xiong Xiaoman turned to look at Zhang Yun, her eyes complicated. Her former arrogance and publicity were now replaced by a deep layer of worry. She pursed her lips tightly, as if she wanted to lock all her emotions deep in her heart.

The air seemed to freeze, and an indescribable silence filled the air between the two.

At this time, Xiong Xiaoman's new assistant Xiao Zhang gently opened the door and poked his head in, his voice filled with tentativeness and caution:

"Sister Yun, Xiaoman, how about I prepare something for you to drink? Coffee or tea?"

Xiong Xiaoman has always been known in the company for being picky and difficult to serve. In more than three years, she has changed several assistants, and every assistant was full of complaints about her when they left.

Last month, Xiao Zhang took over this position. He always walked on thin ice when facing Xiong Xiaoman, for fear of accidentally touching her reverse scale.

However, today Xiong Xiaoman did not vent her emotions as usual. She just waved her hand impatiently, with a rare hint of fatigue in her voice:

"No, you go out first."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Zhang nodded as if relieved, agreed repeatedly and retreated, fearing that staying for another second would cause unnecessary trouble.

Zhang Yun's eyes were always on Xiong Xiaoman, and her mood became increasingly heavy with this sudden change.

In the entertainment industry, a place of fame and fortune, the strong have always been kings and the weak have been eliminated.

Thanks to the support of the Gu family and the close relationship between Li Chenfeng and Qin Huai, Xiong Xiaoman was able to rise rapidly in just three years and become a popular female star in Chinese entertainment.

But now, once she loses the support of these backstage forces, Xiong Xiaoman's position in the entertainment industry will become precarious.

What's more, now she has been mentioned by the company as being "frozen", which is a fatal blow to any artist.

Xiong Xiaoman was also secretly thinking about her future. Although she was usually domineering, she was very attentive to her family and would take the initiative to say hello to her uncle every once in a while.

However, today, no one answered her uncle's phone call. She actually had a vague premonition in her heart, but she was not willing to face this cruel reality.

In the office, the two people had different thoughts, but they were both shrouded in a depressing atmosphere.

In the suffocating silence, a sudden ring of a cell phone broke the tranquility. Xiong Xiaoman and Zhang Yun looked at each other at the same time. A faint hope flickered in Zhang Yun's eyes:

"Xiaoman, is this a call back from your uncle?"

Xiong Xiaoman hurriedly picked up her cell phone from the table and glanced at the screen, but it showed her mother's number. Her heart sank instantly. The loss was like a huge rock pressing on her chest, which was indescribable.

Zhang Yun also noticed the caller ID. Her face darkened and the burden in her heart seemed to increase a little.

"Hello, mother, mother?" There was a barely perceptible tremor in Xiong Xiaoman's voice.

On the other end of the line, Mother Xiong's voice was filled with obvious dissatisfaction and anxiety: "I just called your uncle, and he told me that you've offended someone you shouldn't have, and told us not to count on him anymore."

"Xiaoman, what's wrong with you? You've been in the entertainment industry for so long, how could you still make such a low-level mistake?" Mother Bear's reproaches came like a barrage of cannonballs.

Xiong Xiaoman felt aggrieved. She tried to defend herself, "Mom, I really didn't offend anyone! I haven't been out much lately. Who could I have offended?"

At this point, a figure suddenly flashed through Xiong Xiaoman's mind, and her expression instantly turned ugly: "Is it because of...her?"

"Who did you offend?" asked the mother bear.

Xiong Xiaoman bit her lower lip, her voice filled with uncertainty: "I had dinner with Ye Wanqing yesterday..."

"Ye Wanqing? I remember now, she is Lin Xuan's ex-wife, right? Why did you bother to provoke her for no reason? Are you crazy? She is Lin Xuan's ex-wife, how could she not be related to Qin Huai?"

The mother bear's tone was full of blame and helplessness.

"Hurry up and go apologize to Ye Wanqing with Zhang Yun before things get out of hand! Don't think our family is that capable. If your uncle hadn't owed me a favor, you wouldn't have gotten all those great resources!"

The mother bear's tone became increasingly harsh, almost commanding.

Xiong Xiaoman is used to being praised by others. When has she ever been criticized like this?

At this moment, she was scolded by her mother, and her face turned red and white, but she was her biological mother after all, so she could only suppress her dissatisfaction, patiently listened to her mother's admonition, and then hung up the phone.

"Sister Yun, does Ye Wanqing really have that ability?" Xiong Xiaoman turned to look at Zhang Yun, her eyes full of confusion and anxiety.

"Except for her, we really haven't offended anyone else."

Zhang Yun gave Xiong Xiaoman a complicated look. She had worked with Xiong Xiaoman for many years and knew the artist's temperament well. Although Xiong Xiaoman always ordered her around, at this critical moment, Zhang Yun still chose to stand by her side.

Zhang Yun gently rubbed his temples, trying to ease his inner irritation: "Is there really no way your uncle can help you mediate?"

Xiong Xiaoman's face froze instantly when she heard this. She lowered her head and spoke in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "My uncle...he said he won't interfere in my affairs anymore."

In fact, Zhang Yun had already captured this information from the conversation between Xiong Xiaoman and her mother. The reason why she asked this was more to make Xiong Xiaoman wake up from her self-paralysis and face the cruel reality.

After meeting Ye Wanqing last night, Zhang Yun felt an inexplicable depression.

Although Ye Wanqing seemed to leave calmly without leaving any harsh words, the news today that Xiong Xiaoman was blacklisted by the company was like a bolt from the blue, forcing people to connect the two things.

Xiong Xiaoman's ability is completely disproportionate to her temper. Zhang Yun sighed in her heart. She was tired of this endless serving and tolerance.

After careful consideration, Zhang Yun decided not to give Xiong Xiaoman advice as he had in the past, but instead asked a direct question: "So, what are you going to do now?"

Xiong Xiaoman was like an ant on a hot pan, running around anxiously. Facing Zhang Yun's question, she was at a loss:

"I...what can I do?"

"You have no other choice now. You can only apologize to Ye Wanqing." Zhang Yun's voice was calm and resolute.

"But--"

Xiong Xiaoman hesitated to speak. Thinking of what happened last night, her face turned even paler.

Zhang Yun glanced at her calmly, his tone carrying a hint of unquestionable firmness:

"Think about it carefully. Do you still have the right to say 'but' now?"

After saying that, Zhang Yun turned and left without any hesitation.

Xiong Xiaoman stood there, looking at Zhang Yun's back as he walked away, feeling an unprecedented loneliness and helplessness in her heart.

"Sister Yun--" she called softly, but the only response she got was the empty office and the echo echoing in her ears.

At this moment, Xiong Xiaoman finally realized that even Zhang Yun, who had always been caring towards her, had lost his patience and confidence in her.

Is it true that the only option left for her is to apologize to Ye Wanqing?