My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady
Chapter 333:

Chapter 333: Chapter 333:

"What’s going on here? Why is someone sending wreaths here? Don’t they know what this place is?"

"I doubt it’s ignorance, they must know exactly what this place is and they came here on purpose."

"No way, has Yinran Entertainment really done something shameful?"

"Who can say for sure? We just need to chase the news, the rest doesn’t concern us."

"That makes sense... let’s chase the story then."

"Of course."

As everyone watched, a group brought in nearly ten wreaths to the press conference scene.

Yinchao’s face changed colors in anger, "Who told you to do this?"

His voice roared out, nearly uncontrollably breaking down.

As if they hadn’t heard him, the men simply pushed the intercepting security guards aside and methodically arranged the wreaths neatly.

"Who sent you here?"

Yinchao shouted furiously.

The men remained unmoved.

After arranging the wreaths with expressionless faces, the leader in black spoke in a matter-of-fact manner.

"We are bodyguards from a security company, someone has paid a substantial amount for us to deliver this grand gift to Mr. Yin. We hope that your nightmares are incessant, your conscience is ill at ease, and that your career and love life become as strangers to you."

"Damn it..."

As the words of the black-clad bodyguard fell, a burst of exclamations erupted from the crowd.

This was not something just anyone could do.

Definitely not.

But now they had no time to think further, they even forgot to use their cameras, only the live broadcast cameras recorded everything.

After the bodyguards left, many people at the scene finally snapped back to reality, discussions and exclamations filling the air.

"Damn, damn, damn, who on earth did this?"

The focus was on the last sentence before they left.

Right before leaving, the black-clad bodyguard suddenly said: "This is from the will of Yuran, hoping you do not exploit a deceased."

What did that mean?

It gave rise to an immense scope for imagination.

And the information was overwhelming.

...

"Damn, this..."

At Yinran Studio, Qi Younian stared at the computer, hardly knowing how to describe his feelings at that moment.

Was this the surprise Yuran had prepared for him?

Indeed, it was quite a surprise.

Originally, Kang Zhenyu had something to discuss with Qi Younian, but he happened to coincide with the press conference.

So, he ended up watching it too.

With his keen sense, he was already sure that this play was undoubtedly linked to Yuran’s death.

And the person sending the wreaths clearly held deep animosity towards Yinchao and Yinran Entertainment.

That is to say, the real cause of Yuran’s death differed from Yinchao’s claims.

It must be that Yinchao has been exploiting Yuran excessively recently, prompting someone hidden in the shadows to intervene.

Kang Zhenyu repeatedly hesitated, but finally spoke, "Mr. Qi, were you very close with Yuran?"

Qi Younian smiled faintly, though his smile was somewhat stiff, "Yes, very close."

Kang Zhenyu did not quite understand his attitude at that moment, but nodded anyway, "Then, Mr. Qi, do you know the truth about this matter?"

Although it was a question, he was well aware that Qi Younian definitely knew.

Qi Younian knew what Kang Zhenyu was guessing, he neither denied nor confirmed, "Brother Kang, I actually know what you want to ask, but, well, I can’t be honest with you about this matter for now."

Kang Zhenyu smiled, "Then I’ll come back and see you in half an hour."

Qi Younian nodded, "Okay."

As soon as Kang Zhenyu left, Qi Younian made a call to Yuran, whose voice was tinged with laughter, "Sending two wreaths to myself, that won’t do!"

Qi Younian, "Miss Yuran, what you sent yourself weren’t simply two wreaths."

Yuran seemed very pleased, Qi Younian roughly knew her thoughts and smiled along, "Are you happy?"

"Very happy, exceptionally happy."

Qi Younian hummed in satisfaction, "Your happiness is what matters most."

Yuran, "Qi Younian, what do you think, how will everyone spice up and hype this matter?

Think about it, what will our ’Empress of a Generation’ turn into finally?

And...I’m really looking forward to seeing how those two shameless people will continue their act."

Qi Younian chuckled, "The continuation of the act, isn’t that simple? Just continue being shameless."

Yuran: "Hahaha... Then let’s just enjoy the show!"

Qi Younian laughed, "I always feel they will get their retribution, it’s not that it won’t happen, just that the time hasn’t come yet; one day, Yinchao and Fu Bairan will meet a terrible end because of their greed."

Yuran’s mood suddenly dropped, "You know Qi Younian, I’ve never really thought of letting them off.

I want to play a big game with them, so you know, I am not a kind person."

Qi Younian, "You never need to be kind; not to mention that from the beginning, I could stand by your side, now you have even got superstar Bo Yan behind you, kindness is even less necessary for you."

"Keep an eye on what happens next, I’m going to take a moment of quiet."

"Alright."

...

Tang Dynasty emperor’s Film shooting city.

Xie Cheng looked at the person handing back his phone, his eyes filled with confusion, "Superstar Bo Yan, what’s your mood right now? I checked, and this matter was orchestrated by your lady.

Didn’t you ask me to keep an eye on her actions?

So, I found out."

Bo Yan said nothing, just gazed at him indifferently, and after a long while, he finally lifted his eyelids, his thoughts unknown.

Xie Cheng waited a while, and then heard him say, "Handle it well, don’t let people trace it back to her."

Xie Cheng, "Alright, I got it, but does she have a grudge against Yinran Entertainment? Why would she do that?"

Bo Yan did not explain, but simply stated matter-of-factly, "As long as she’s happy, what does it matter what she does? I’ve got it covered.

What? You think I can’t handle it?"

Xie Cheng, "I didn’t say anything."

Can’t handle it, what a joke!

Is there anything in the circle that Bo Yan can’t handle?

When Bo Yan received a call from Yuran, he had just finished speaking with Xie Cheng. His demeanor softened unimaginably as he answered the call.

"Baby, what’s up?"

Yuran, "Qi ge, I’m feeling awful."

"What’s going on?"

"Because I dealt with two lowlifes, it’s affected my mood. Very upset, very annoyed, I really want to see you. Every time something upsetting happens, the first person I think of is always you."

Bo Yan’s mood became very tender in an instant, "Baby, shall I come back to be with you?"

"But you have to work to support me."

"Hmm. Then you come to me, okay?"

"Won’t that affect you?"

"I’m willing to be affected by you, so baby, will you come?"

"I will."

"Make sure she comes discreetly, be careful not to let people see her, as it could look bad."

Seeing him hang up the phone, Xie Cheng said softly.

Bo Yan scoffed, "Don’t worry, it’s none of your business."