100 Days of Rebirth: The Loyal Dog of the Cold and Aloof Actress

At 8 PM, there will be a business promotion reception.

Before the banquet began, each film crew made an appearance and promoted their respective productions.

And most of the attendees were celebrities and big names, as well as the lead actors of some upcoming dramas.

Meng Tingwan didn't participate in this; by the time she arrived, the segment had already ended.

But there were many fans and media outside the venue who were waiting because they knew she was coming.

The fans saw her car coming from afar and chanted slogans in an orderly fashion.

Similar to phrases like "My wife loves me" or "making a heart shape with my hands".

Meng Tingwan is wearing a black haute couture gown today, which is also a new autumn/winter collection from the brand she endorses.

The dress features a V-neck with straight shoulders, which beautifully showcases her delicate collarbones and swan-like neck. The pearl necklace around her neck complements the dress perfectly.

The skirt has a high slit, revealing glimpses of her straight, beautiful legs, and the slightly voluminous skirt doesn't look bulky at all.

While others are made up by their clothes, Meng Tingwan is always made up by her clothes.

It seems that all clothes look exceptionally good on her and exude a high-end, fashionable feel.

This is one of the reasons why many brands want her to be their spokesperson.

The media and paparazzi took advantage of the moment she got out of the car and went inside to take a lot of photos.

It's worth noting that whenever Meng Tingwan wears haute couture, it's always a scene that goes viral.

Cheng Yu arrived after her, but instead of using this door, he entered through the door next to it.

This investment promotion conference, to put it bluntly, is an opportunity for some insignificant people to climb the social ladder.

After all, there are too many dirty things in this circle. Any banquet is an opportunity, as long as you can seize it.

Cheng Yu sat in the car and watched Meng Tingwan enter the venue before getting out.

Feng Zhuo was extremely uneasy.

Since that trending topic broke, my boss's face has remained completely expressionless, just like a robot.

Moreover, today's banquet is very important to them.

I only found out this morning during a meeting.

One of the exchanges between Master Cheng and the Wang family was that Wang Jin would be the spokesperson for all of Cheng's Group's products.

But given his boss's personality, he definitely wouldn't agree, which is why he came to the investment conference to find someone more suitable than Wang Jin.

The right person for him was, of course, his boss's wife, Meng Tingwan.

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Meng Tingwan finally managed to enter the venue, only to find that the event had already begun.

Tang Qian always stayed by her father's side as a decorative figure, occasionally making Chen Musheng a familiar face to some directors and screenwriters.

When Meng Tingwan came in, her eyes lit up, and she said to Tang's father, "Daddy, Wanwan is here. I'm going to find her."

Tang Zongjing smiled indulgently, "Go on, but drink less."

"Okay, I know."

Then, Tang Qian said goodbye to the others and left.

No one around Tang Zongjing dared to say anything.

One can only sigh inwardly, realizing that one's background is indeed incomparable.

Some people are born in Rome, while others don't even know which way to Rome.

The first major turning point in life is the amniotic fluid!

The only thing they felt sorry for was the Duan family.

Having finally married the only daughter of the Tang family, one can only imagine what life would be like afterward.

Who knew that this young master of the family would be so ungrateful, actually letting someone get a divorce.

Tang Zongjing didn't say much about this matter, but when it was brought up occasionally, he stood up for his daughter.

"She can do whatever she wants, as long as she's happy."

In one sentence, he made countless socialites and celebrities around him extremely envious.

Duan Xiangheng, who was sitting in the corner, also heard it, as did Duan Zhiwei, who was sitting next to him.

"Aheng, don't forget why we came here today."

Duan Zhiwei sat down next to him, reached under the table, and took his hand.

Duan Xiangheng's gaze followed Tang Qian's every move. Hearing her words, he wavered somewhat. "Sister, the Tang family can crush us like an ant. Have you thought about the consequences of doing this?"

Duan Zhiwei had certainly thought about it, but this was their only chance to turn things around. As long as Tang Qian got pregnant with their Duan family's child, the Tang family and the Duan family would still be connected.

“Aheng, you know I don’t want you to do this either, but it’s your fault for divorcing her.” Duan Zhiwei gripped his wrist tightly. “In my heart, you will always be number one, and that will never change. As long as this works out, I’ll talk to Mom and Dad and tell them I’ll get a divorce, and then we’ll be together.”

Duan Xiangheng is not a child of the Duan family; this secret is known only to members of the Duan family.

To outsiders, however, they were always siblings, and such an immoral act between them was not something worth discussing openly.

Duan Xiangheng looked into her incredibly sincere eyes, his heart filled with complex emotions.

He was well aware of his feelings for Duan Zhiwei.

He felt more of a familial affection for her than romantic love.

Because she was adopted by the Duan family when she was a child, only Duan Zhiwei protected her no matter what.

So he didn't want to disappoint her.

"Well, I see."

Duan Zhiwei felt relieved when she saw him relent, and continued to coax him, "Don't worry, your sister will always be on your side, I will help you."

Duan Xiangheng, unsuspecting, nodded silently, then picked up his wine glass and walked towards Tang Qian.

After he left, Duan Zhiwei picked up the tablecloth from the table and carefully wiped her hands.

The gentle tenderness in her eyes was completely gone, replaced by calculation.

At the banquet, Meng Tingwan and Tang Qian sat together chatting about the trending topics from noon.

Tang Qian's gossipy nature was ablaze, and she didn't even notice that Chen Musheng had walked to the back.

"Wanwan, I actually have a feeling that this trending topic is not simple, it seems like someone did it on purpose."

“I think the same way, but I have no proof that he did it.” Meng Tingwan asked Cen Yi to find the person who made the whistleblower, but they couldn’t get any information out of him.

Tang Qian understood, took a sip of wine and said, "It seems they gave enough, which is why they're keeping their mouths shut."

"Money can make the devil turn the millstone"—this saying is not without merit.

Chen Musheng suddenly spoke up from behind the two of them.

Meng Tingwan was alright; she wasn't frightened.

Tang Qian felt her heart pound wildly, and she almost dropped the wine glass in her hand.

Fortunately, Meng Tingwan pulled her back in time.

"Be careful."

After Tang Qian regained her footing, she turned around to look at the person and scolded him in a very harsh tone, "Chen Musheng, are you trying to get yourself killed? Can't you at least make a sound before you speak?"

Seeing her angry expression, Chen Musheng shrugged. "I don't think Sister Tingwan was scared."

Meng Tingwan smiled faintly and said to Chen Musheng, "Your manager has always been timid. If you scare her again next time, she'll probably freeze your career."

Chen Musheng didn't care at all. "So what if I'm sidelined? I don't believe she can find someone better than me."

That proud tone was just like Tang Qian's; no wonder she trained him.

Tang Qian was truly exasperated. "Young Master, didn't I ask Ju Zi to take you to meet some producers and directors? Why did you come back?"

Chen Musheng pursed his lips, picked up the water next to him and took a few sips before saying, "If you don't come with me, why would those people even look at me?"

Hearing this, Tang Qian got angry.

"These people really know how to treat people differently based on their status."

“Who says otherwise?” Chen Musheng chimed in, adding fuel to the fire.

Meng Tingwan simply listened without interrupting.

However, she discovered a problem.

That's the way my best friend interacts with Chen Musheng; it's not like the normal relationship between an agent and an artist.

It's more like... a relationship between a man and a woman.

Just as Tang Qian was about to personally take him to find the director, a voice suddenly interrupted.

"Xiaoqian, I want to talk to you."