Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 518: Argument in Front of the Elevator

Chapter 518: Chapter 518: Argument in Front of the Elevator

He freed one hand to hook Fu Han’s chin, wanting to kiss her cherry lips.

But a sudden bolt of lightning seemed to strike Fu Han’s heart. In a fluster, she raised her hand to cover her mouth, while she whimpered, "The door, the door isn’t closed."

"What’s there to be afraid of? We are in an open and honest relationship," He Xing said nonchalantly, even planting a kiss on the back of Fu Han’s hand.

Despite saying this, after kissing Fu Han’s hand, he nevertheless let her go.

He might not care as a man, but Fu Han was a woman, and if the staff caught them canoodling in the office in broad daylight, many would likely laugh at her behind her back, and her efforts to manage the staff well would only become more difficult.

Fu Han put some distance between herself and He Xing. Blushing, with her head bowed and not daring to look at him, she said softly, "You ate too little, have a bit more."

The lunch that was interrupted by Jiang Ling resumed, and He Xing served another bowl of rice to Fu Han, half forcing her to eat more.

...

Jiang Ling stormed out of Fu Han’s office. Along the way, many of the staff were still taking pictures of her, but now she could no longer pretend to wear a sweet and cute expression.

While waiting for the elevator, Jiang Ling said quietly to her agent, "That Fu Han is so annoying, not giving me any face in public. You must find a way to make things difficult for her."

Before her words had finished echoing, the elevator door chimed open.

Just as Jiang Ling was about to step in, she caught sight of Xia Ning, who was about to step out of the elevator.

The instant the two female superstars’ eyes met, there were figurative sparks in the air, explosive in their intensity.

These two superstars, with highly similar styles and images, were often compared by people, and their meetings were bound to trigger sparks of rivalry.

Jiang Ling, having debuted earlier and amassed a larger fanbase plus a plethora of works, often had the upper hand in disputes with Xia Ning’s fans.

But Xia Ning was a Lady of the Xia Family, and acting in the Entertainment circle was merely a hobby; she rarely participated in commercial activities for money, so her fans prided themselves on being more refined, often using this to taunt Jiang Ling, who had a humble background.

The first to react was Xia Ning. She snorted coldly as she stepped out of the elevator and stood in front of Jiang Ling, saying with a touch of sarcasm, "Oh, isn’t this the superstar Jiang Ling? What brings you to this place?"

Jiang Ling’s agent, fearful of a fight erupting, quickly interjected, "Lady Xia Ning, we’re here to shoot... shoot an ad. It’s such a coincidence to encounter you here."

"Shooting an ad? Here?" Xia Ning covered her mouth, laughing so hard she could barely close it. She pointed at Jiang Ling and laughed exaggeratingly, "This... this is just too funny. You actually came to such a lousy place to shoot an ad. Are you short on business engagements? Do you want me to ask my father to offer you some spokesperson opportunities?"

Jiang Ling’s face darkened completely as she slapped Xia Ning’s hand away, "Don’t you point your fingers at me. Even if my business ventures aren’t good, they’re still better than yours. Take a look at yourself, do you even get scripts handed to you anymore?"

The mockery from a rival in the same industry was especially cutting, given that everyone in the circle knew a bit about each other’s affairs.

Indeed, Xia Ning’s face turned stony, and she glared venomously at Jiang Ling, "What did you say? Dare to say that again."

The agent tried to pull Jiang Ling away, but she wasn’t as fast as Jiang Ling’s sharp tongue, "What if I say it again? I could repeat it a hundred times and it would still be the same. You, who only rely on family connections, how dare you compare yourself to me? The scripts and resources I get are much better than yours."

Slap!

The loud sound of a slap resonated, so jarring in front of the elevator.

Jiang Ling, covering her swollen cheek, was so infuriated she almost clenched her teeth to breaking. She lunged at Xia Ning, claws outstretched, "You bitch, I’m going to fight you."

But by that time, the agent had grabbed hold of Jiang Ling. Her carefully manicured nails, sharp as blades, were stopped less than a centimeter from Xia Ning’s eyes.

Xia Ning, startled by the close brush with the nails, dodged out of Jiang Ling’s attack range and, still defiant, said, "Jiang Ling, don’t think I don’t know what you’re scheming. Let me tell you, as long as I’m here, you will not appear in Brother He Xing’s movies."

"Dream on," Jiang Ling was thoroughly infuriated, losing the last shred of her reasoning as she glared at Xia Ning, "I will never give up..."

Unfortunately, she had no chance to finish her sentence, as her agent had already covered her mouth and forcefully dragged her into the elevator.

The commotion the two of them caused was too loud, surrounded as they were by Fu Han’s staff, all behaving impeccably, with phones in hand, photographing Xia Ning and Jiang Ling.

Xia Ning hadn’t finished what she wanted to say before Jiang Ling left, and her anger erupted like a geyser. Seeing everyone taking pictures, she trembled with rage, "If you keep taking pictures, I will throw all your phones into the trash can."

The staff didn’t dare to continue, each retracting their phones and scattering like birds and beasts.

In the elevator, Jiang Ling struggled nonstop, but her agent couldn’t control her anymore and had to let go.

As soon as Jiang Ling was free, she swung back and slapped the agent across the face, "You two-faced snake, you just stood there watching me get bullied by Xia Ning without doing anything. Tell me, who pays your salary?"

The agent, knowing Jiang Ling was angry, covered her own face and said meaningfully, "Jiang Ling, didn’t you see that all the onlookers recorded the two of you? If you really hit Xia Ning, what do you think today’s entertainment news would say?"

"I don’t care about that; Xia Ning was the first to hit me," Jiang Ling was still full of anger, but she stopped hitting her agent this time.

On the other side, the agent skillfully pulled out a mask and hat from her backpack and handed them to Jiang Ling while continuing to advise, "Can you even compare with Xia Ning? Xia Ning has the Xia Group backing her, and her relationship with the He Group is also very good. Everything you have now is the result of your own hard work. If you really fought with Xia Ning, you would be the one at a loss. Now that you’ve been hit, Xia Ning is the one at a disadvantage. Trust me, this won’t be wrong."

By this time, Jiang Ling had regained her usual composure. She used the mask to cover her swollen cheek, and with a threatening tone, she told her agent, "I don’t care how, but I can’t just take this slap for nothing today. Xia Ning’s reputation must be ruined."

"Got it, that’s my specialty," the agent agreed readily and also put on her mask.