CEO's Ugly Flash-Marriage Wife Hides So Many Identities
Chapter 30 Stand Up for Her

Chapter 30: Chapter 30 Stand Up for Her

Soon, Qiao Rui returned to the dilapidated neighborhood in the bustling district, entered a two-bedroom apartment, changed her appearance and clothes, and then walked out.

At this moment, Qiao Rui’s skin was fair, her beauty radiant, exuding a woman’s calmness through her posture, and her well-tailored slim-fit dress accentuated her clean and intelligent demeanor.

One couldn’t help but feel that this girl was both beautiful and smart, with truly attractive features.

She walked out of the neighborhood in high heels. Muyu’s car was parked by the roadside. Upon seeing her, he first rolled down the window and whistled.

Qiao Rui gave him a glance and smiled slightly before walking to the passenger side of the car, opening the door, and getting in.

Muyu shook his head and sighed, "Imagine if you appeared before Pei Liyan in your true appearance; wouldn’t he be absolutely mesmerized by you?"

Qiao Rui was startled, gave him a look, and said, "Can we not bring up what shouldn’t be mentioned?"

"But I think the pot that is Pei Liyan is already boiling," Muyu said with a teasing smile. "He seems absolutely enchanted when he sees you like this, his eyes practically sparking."

Qiao Rui shrugged, "It’s truly a pity then; his eyes are sparking, possibly blinding him."

"Pfft!" Muyu burst into laughter. "Just how much do you dislike him to curse him like that?"

"Very much so," Qiao Rui said. "Mention him again, and I might just kick you out of the car. You can try if you don’t believe me."

"I’m wrong," Muyu quickly retorted. "I won’t mention it again."

Qiao Rui leaned back, lazily resting against the seatback, "Have you contacted Sister Jin yet?"

"She actually just contacted me. I’ll take you to her. Do you think she might want to promote you? Now that she’s lost Rui Qing, her money tree, and discovered you, Ruirui, do you think she’d be heart-throbbing like Pei Liyan, wanting to support you?"

"I need a break!" Qiao Rui said. "I won’t enter the entertainment circle again, and you know why I returned to the Qiao Family."

"I know, I know, but it just feels like a pity," said Muyu, his sunglasses making his face look even more stylish and enchanting.

"There’s nothing to pity," Qiao Rui was always very calm.

"Shall I call Sister Jin now?"

"Go ahead."

Muyu immediately called Sister Jin, "Sister Jin, I’m coming over to find you; where are you? Send me your location."

"Okay!" The other side quickly sent a location and even included a photo of a landmark.

The landmark was Qingcheng Restaurant, the tallest iconic building in all of Qingcheng.

The restaurant was named directly after Qingcheng city itself.

There was a giant billboard on it, displaying a picture of the star Rui Qing with her long, dark hair flowing down her back, shiny and black.

It was an advertisement for shampoo.

The seductive silhouette of a woman, dark hair, beautifully sexy clavicle, and fair skin was breathtaking.

Seeing her other self in the image, Qiao Rui snorted lightly.

"She sent me your picture; what do you think she means by that?" Muyu was a bit puzzled. "Is it because she misses you?"

Qiao Rui didn’t reply. How could she say it... she was also one of the money trees for Sister Jin.

The likelihood of wanting her dead wasn’t there.

After all, she was needed by Sister Jin to make money.

But as for handing her over to a beloved man, that possibility wasn’t absent.

After all, the benefits obtained after such hidden rules could be greater.

But all this would only be known after meeting Sister Jin.

Qingcheng Restaurant.

At this time, Pei Liyan was dining at the top-floor restaurant.

Sitting opposite him was Rui Qing’s manager, Jin Fei.

Jin Fei, thirty-five years old, in her prime, had modest achievements in the entertainment industry, managing numerous famous artists, and Sister Jin’s methods were naturally top-notch.

She had arranged to meet Pei Liyan today, of course, for matters concerning her artist Rui Qing.

Pei Liyan had chosen this Qingcheng Restaurant, and when Jin Fei arrived, she also saw that giant billboard.

Seeing the massive advertisement of Rui Qing, Jin Fei was also taken aback.

After Rui Qing’s disappearance, many advertisers had chosen to terminate their contracts.

Some decided to end cooperation a month later.

Those who gave a time limit of a month still wanted to capitalize on the lingering publicity.

The news of Rui Qing’s uncertain life and death was still hot at the time.

Everyone wanted to cash in on that heat.

But now, the heat had been pulled by Pei Liyan, and there wasn’t much left.

The advertisers were all watching, ready to terminate the contract at any moment.

After all, the fault lay with Rui Qing’s side, being missing was the most—

Sister Jin looked at the man who sat down across from her. Although he said nothing, just sitting there silently, he didn’t seem like an ordinary person.

Jin Fei spoke, "Mr. Pei, regarding that night at the festival, I think we still need to talk about it."

Mentioning that night, Jin Fei’s gaze was fixed on Pei Liyan, observing his expression.

But the man, upon hearing this, remained composed, as if nothing had happened that night.

He was Pei Liyan, after all, aristocratically aloof.

It was said his usual methods were very cunning, his actions swift and decisive.

Now, aware of Jin Fei’s purpose, he still maintained such calmness, his cold demeanor alone was intimidating.

For a moment, Jin Fei also sat there, hesitating deeply.

But she was a manager after all, having seen all sorts of scenarios, she wasn’t embarrassed and took the initiative since Pei Liyan remained silent.

"Mr. Pei, my artist Rui Qing is currently missing, and I need your help," Jin Fei got straight to the point.

She didn’t directly confront Pei Liyan, as she didn’t want to provoke this young, powerful figure.

Jin Fei was well aware of the consequences of angering Pei Liyan; there might be no benefits at all.

Indeed, when she said this, Pei Liyan raised his eyes, his sharp gaze sweeping across her face.

Jin Fei’s heart leaped with hope: "Mr. Pei, with Rui Qing missing, my losses are severe."

"Miss Jin," Pei Liyan’s eyes showed a hint of displeasure. "Is Miss Rui’s life less valuable than your losses?"

Jin Fei was startled, not expecting Pei Liyan to ask this.

But, Pei Liyan’s tone clearly contained displeasure.

It seemed like he was about to blame her.

These words were just heard by Qiao Rui and Muyu, who had just arrived.

The two were at the doorway.

Muyu stood by the door, turning back to look at Qiao Rui.

Qiao Rui was also startled, seemingly not expecting Pei Liyan to ask such a question.

She stopped in her tracks and grabbed Muyu’s arm.

Inside the VIP room, Jin Fei was taken aback and said, "What Mr. Pei said is true, Rui Qing’s safety is the most important, but now, she’s left this mess, and I have to clean it up."

"Isn’t that your responsibility?" Pei Liyan asked coldly.

Jin Fei smiled. "Yes, it’s indeed my responsibility to clean up this mess, but with her gone, there’s a lot I can’t do."

"Then don’t do it," Pei Liyan said coldly. "Are you trying to profit from someone else’s tragedy?"