This is the entertainment industry! No tantrums or shouting allowed!

Wen Yao belatedly realized that if her brother found out she was drinking and playing games with a male model, he would break her legs.

One person sweating profusely.

Seeing the guilty looks on Wen Yao and Jiang Jinghuai's faces, Gu Yan narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"You two did something bad."

He didn't use questions, but affirmations.

Wen Yao: "No!"

Gu Yan: "Come on, I've known what kind of shit you're going to take the moment you stick your butt out since we were kids. Look me in the eyes!"

Wen Yao's eyes darted left and right, avoiding eye contact with Gu Yan.

Gu Yan sneered: "The case is solved. They were definitely up to no good!"

Wow, Yanzi can be this clever sometimes?

[Yanzi actually has a complete brain?! This is practically a miracle in the history of evolution!]

To be fair, Yanzi usually possesses a kind of pristine and clear quality, untouched by knowledge and wisdom, but when it comes to matters related to Meibao, her intelligence does kick in...

High emotional intelligence: pristine and clear. Low emotional intelligence: Mount Emei.

...

at the same time.

Director Cui arrived at the battlefield with eight burly men!

He waved his hand coldly, and immediately two burly men in black stepped forward, one on each side, and lifted Jiang Jinghuai up.

Jiang Jinghuai: ?

"What are you trying to do? I'm not a guest on your show, you can't use the same tactics you use on guests on me..."

Director Cui: "Gag him!"

Another burly man stepped forward and stuffed a towel into Jiang Jinghuai's mouth.

Jiang Jinghuai: ? ? ?

Director Cui: "What you said makes a lot of sense. So I'll invite you to participate in our variety show and become our guest star. If you don't say anything, I'll take that as your agreement."

Jiang Jinghuai almost vomited blood.

Give me a chance to speak!

Suddenly, Jiang Jinghuai had a flash of inspiration.

He can't speak, but his brain can still work!

So Jiang Jinghuai started shaking his head frantically, almost like a rattle drum.

Director Cui: "Hold down the head too."

Another burly man stepped forward and pinned Jiang Jinghuai down.

Director Cui: "If you don't shake your head, I'll take it as you having no objection."

Jiang Jinghuai was utterly speechless!

He finally understood that Director Cui had never intended to give him the option to refuse!

This is a test paper that the examiner doesn't want the candidate to score!

"Since you're a guest on our show, you have to cooperate with our live broadcast." With a command from Director Cui, the burly men escorted Jiang Jinghuai onto the speedboat. "Take him away!"

Wen Yao coughed lightly: "Director, isn't this a bit inappropriate..."

Jiang Jinghuai's eyes welled up with tears.

Thankfully, my sister cares about me!

Director Cui said quietly, "Sister Yao, should I reveal your schedule for today to everyone?"

Wen Yao immediately shut up and waved at Jiang Jinghuai.

Goodbye!

[Unexpectedly, Director Cui was the biggest boss.]

[Pass this on: Director Cui is the boss of the Yamaguchi-gumi!]

[Haha, forcing yourself to become a guest star is a brilliant move, Director Cui, I think you've been corrupted by Mei Bao!]

...

Director Cui and his group left with Jiang Jinghuai, who was bound hand and foot.

No matter how Gu Yan tried to get information out of her, Wen Yao always used the same strategy:

"Huh? My signal is bad, I can't hear you clearly."

"I'm not calling you, I'm talking right next to your ear!"

Wen Yao said in a serious tone, "My brainwaves also need to transmit signals, but they are currently in a no-service state."

Gu Yan scoffed, "You won't talk, huh? When Jiang Jinghuai comes back, I'll torture him severely and see if he'll talk!"

Wen Yao whistled a few times, then looked into the distance, feigning composure.

Back in her single tent, Wen Yao casually tossed her bag onto the inflatable mattress.

The zipper wasn't closed properly, and a bunch of odds and ends spilled out...

Among them was a box containing Fu Qianchuan's suicide note.

She crouched down, her soft fingertips caressing the cold, hard surface of the box.

for a long time.

Wen Yao felt her face was wet. She wiped it with her sleeve and was surprised to find that her sleeve was completely wet.

What does it feel like to like someone?

She always thought that liking something meant being happy.

Just like when she sees the stars and the moon, she will definitely smile.

Or they'll smile broadly when they encounter cats or dogs on the street.

But why... does she not be able to stop crying whenever she thinks of Fu Qianchuan?