I became a movie star at the age of three; Dilraba and I are childhood sweethearts.

They've seen far too many storms in the entertainment industry, a veritable melting pot.

But when it happened to the honest and simple Wang Baoqiang, it still felt particularly cruel.

In this frozen air, a crisp yet angry voice broke the silence without warning.

"This person is so shameless!!"

It's Dilraba.

She was young and couldn't hide her feelings; her pretty face turned bright red with anger.

She heard it clearly!

That woman, in just a few words, didn't utter a single emotion; it was all about money! Money! Money!

How can they be a married couple?

This is clearly a robbery!

It's obvious that she only wanted to marry Wang Baoqiang for money!

Her shout was like pressing the resume button, bringing everyone back to their senses.

But this also made the atmosphere even more awkward.

Wang Baoqiang's body trembled violently, as if he had been stung by those words. His already pale face became even more bloodless.

This embarrassment and humiliation, more than the phone call itself, felt like a knife, cutting deep into his heart.

His lips trembled, his eyes quickly reddened, and large tears rolled down his cheeks without warning.

A 30-year-old man cried like a child in front of the camera, in front of his best friend and most respected senior.

Huang Bo couldn't hold back any longer, grabbed his shoulder, and patted his back hard.

"Baoqiang, Baoqiang! Brother, hang in there!"

"It's okay, alright? The sky won't fall!"

He said that, but his mind was a complete mess.

How will this be resolved?

They're still filming a show!

Amidst the chaos, Xiao Chen, who had been resting with his eyes closed, slowly opened them.

His eyes were completely still, as calm as a bottomless ancient well.

It was as if the raging waves he had just witnessed were nothing more than a gentle breeze on the sea.

He didn't go to see Wang Baoqiang, who was crying uncontrollably, nor did he try to comfort the indignant Reba.

His gaze swept past the crowd and landed indifferently on the helpless production crew on the shore.

He didn't speak, but simply raised his hand and made an extremely subtle downward cutting gesture.

Stop filming.

Upon seeing this gesture, the director on the shore seemed to have instantly found his anchor and immediately gave a loud order.

"Everyone! Shut down your cameras! Filming is over for today! All done!"

After making this movement, Xiao Chen withdrew his gaze and slowly stood up.

His tall and upright figure seemed to carry an invisible aura, instantly stabilizing the small boat that was about to capsize.

He walked over to Wang Baoqiang.

Huang Bo was still awkwardly trying to comfort her.

"Don't cry, Baoqiang. It's not worth it for a woman like that..."

Xiao Chen didn't say a single word of comfort.

He simply extended his hand, his voice steady yet carrying an undeniable strength.

"Baoqiang, give me your phone."

Wang Baoqiang raised his tear-streaked face and looked at him blankly.

"Chen...Brother Chen..."

Xiao Chen's eyes remained calm, but this calmness was more soothing than any harsh words.

He repeated it, his tone now carrying an air of command that brooked no refusal.

"Give me your phone."

Wang Baoqiang instinctively handed over his phone, his hands trembling.

Xiao Chen took the phone, gently patted Wang Baoqiang's shoulder with his other hand, and said only six words.

"I'll handle this for you."

Just six simple words.

He didn't ask about the cause and effect, nor did he make any grand pronouncements.

But it was like a reassuring pill, instantly hitting the hearts of everyone present.

Huang Bo was stunned.

Dilraba stopped being angry and stared blankly at Xiao Chen.

Anita Mui and Leslie Cheung's tightly furrowed brows also relaxed a little.

Wang Baoqiang's crying miraculously subsided.

He raised his head, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Xiao Chen's calm and handsome face, as if he had seen a single ray of light in the boundless darkness.

Xiao Chen's six words were like a boulder thrown into the center of a lake.

Although things appeared calm on the surface, a huge storm was brewing in everyone's heart.

Huang Bo froze, his arm around Wang Baoqiang still clenched. He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single syllable for a long time.

deal with?

What should I do?

This is a private family matter between the couple; even an upright official would find it difficult to judge.

Moreover, the other party is a shrew. If he is not careful, Baoqiang, who is already a victim, will be smeared with dirty water. He will never be able to clear his name.

The anger in Dilraba's beautiful eyes had not yet subsided, but a deep sense of confusion had been added.

She quietly took half a step back, leaned close to Mei Yanfang's ear, and whispered in a very low voice, like a mosquito humming.

"Sister Mei, is Brother Chen... alright?"

"That woman doesn't look like a good person, what if..."

Mei Yanfang did not answer, but gently patted the back of her hand, her gaze never leaving Xiao Chen.

There was worry in her eyes, but even more so, an almost blind trust.

This trust stems from watching that adorable little boy grow step by step into the upright man he is today over the past twenty years.

Leslie Cheung turned his head slightly to look at Xiao Chen's profile, which looked so handsome in the afterglow of the setting sun that it seemed unreal.

That composure, that calmness, as if everything was under control.

He recalled years ago, on the set of "Farewell My Concubine," when he was just a teenager facing the strict Chen Kaige.

Despite the torment of countless repetitions, I never panicked in the slightest.

He always manages to solve the most complex problems in the simplest way.

Perhaps, this time will be the same.

In the midst of this eerie silence, Wang Baoqiang's phone, which Xiao Chen was holding, suddenly rang sharply again.

The call was never disconnected.

Ma Rong's piercing curses, like a poisoned awl, pierced the air once again.

"Wang Baoqiang! Are you fucking faking your death?!"

"You think staying silent will solve everything?"

"I'm telling you, I can't live like this for another day!"

"Who do you think you are? If I hadn't been with you, do you think any woman would even look at a face like yours?"

"You're a complete coward! You're not even a man!"

The vicious curses grew more and more offensive with each one.

Wang Baoqiang, who had just stopped crying, began to tremble violently again.

That face, streaked with tears, instantly lost all color.

He was as if he had been stripped naked and thrown onto a busy street.

All dignity and unbearable shame were ruthlessly torn apart and exposed to the light of day.

My wife cheated on me, and now she's relentlessly humiliating me.

"How can you talk like that...?"

"You're the one who clearly did something wrong!"

His lips trembled, and he could only utter this pale and powerless sentence over and over again.

"Why can't I? Aren't I stating the truth?"

"If you were a man, would I still cheat on you?"

"To put it bluntly, you're just a spineless coward, that's why I'm with other men."