My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady
Chapter 339: The Mysterious Person

Chapter 339: Chapter 339: The Mysterious Person

Seemingly frightened by the other person’s malevolence, Fu Bairan let out a scream, flinging her cellphone away; quickly after, she was on the ground picking it back up, "The thing that happened originally was clearly instructed by you, you never told me not to hurt Fu Yuran, it wasn’t, it wasn’t intentional."

Her voice trembled as if she never doubted that the person on the other end of the line could carry out the threats made.

She was frightened, panicked, fearful, desperately worried that saying one word less would get her killed by the other party.

Her breathing grew more rapid, hoping to hear the words "just kidding" from the other person.

However, to her dismay, the other person only let out a cold laugh, "You... wait for your death."

After saying that, the call was disconnected, and Fu Bairan collapsed on the floor, her whole body softening.

She was shaking all over, almost able to foresee her own tragic end if...

If she really waited for the other person to come back, then would she, would she definitely be doomed?

No, that couldn’t be, we live under the rule of law now, murder requires atonement, he wouldn’t dare.

But even she couldn’t reassure herself with this reasoning; if it were that simple, would that person still dare to talk big? Obviously not.

So, was he telling the truth?

At that thought, she grew even more nervous.

"Ranran, open the door for me, you’ve been inside for too long, please open the door, alright?" From outside the room, came Yinchao’s worried shouting, and Fu Bairan’s eyes flickered.

If, if she let Yinchao die in her place, would she then be free?

Yes, that could work, it surely could, she needed to think of a plan, she would have one soon.

"Ranran..."

Outside the door, Yinchao’s knocking grew more frantic, his voice increasingly desperate; he was deeply worried for Fu Bairan, with genuine concern.

Fu Bairan got up from the floor, straightened her appearance in the mirror, then picked up the cellphone, placed it back into the box, and tucked it into the bottom of the wardrobe. She then picked up the clothes strewn across the floor, and only when she had collected them all did she leisurely go to open the door.

As the door opened, Yinchao stepped forward worriedly, his hands grabbing her shoulders, "Ranran, please don’t be unhappy, alright?

If there’s anything troubling you, let’s face it together. Rest assured, even if it costs all of Yinran Entertainment, I will make sure you are okay.

I like you, you know that."

Fu Bairan’s eyelashes lowered, hiding her true feelings, but at this moment, beneath them was all disdain and mockery for Yinchao, a man worthless in her eyes, how could he be a match for her?

Clearly, he wasn’t suitable.

But now wasn’t the time to turn against him, she still needed him to do things for her.

She wrapped her arms around Yinchao’s waist, lifting her petite face, streaked with tears, "Brother Yinchao, it’s all my fault, I should never have taken the role in ’Empress of a Generation,’ have we made a mistake? If my sister were still here, sister..."

"Silly girl," Yinchao wiped the tears from her face, his eyes filled with a deadly look, "Fu Yuran deserved to die. She never supported your dreams, always thinking of herself. Why bother so much for her?

If she cared about you, she would have helped you enter the circle back then, would you have needed to go through such trouble? You would have been famous long ago."

At this, bitterness welled up inside Fu Bairan, Yinchao had a point, Fu Yuran was indeed stingy.

If Yuran knew of their thoughts, she would probably feel really disgusted right now.

Why didn’t she let her own sister into the circle?

It was simple, because the circle was complicated, she could provide her sister a privileged life, allowing her to do what she liked without being affected by the filth of the industry.

And as her older sister, protecting her younger sister, wasn’t that expected?

Everything she did was in thought of how to best protect her younger sister and to keep her the kindest and most upright at heart.

But she never expected that her sister had ambitious plans, and she had completely changed.

However, at this moment, both Yinchao and Fu Bairan harbored their own thoughts, yet they held a strong dislike for Fu Yuran.

...

Ran Studio.

Kang Zhenyu sat in Qi Younian’s office, looking at him focusing on the news about Yinran Entertainment, he felt a bit curious, "President Qi, you’ve been watching Yinran Entertainment’s news all day, do you have some sort of grudge against Yinran Entertainment?"

Qi Younian smiled earnestly, "Brother Kang, to tell you the truth, you might not believe it, but I contributed to Yinran Entertainment back in the day, only to be driven out by an ungrateful person.

Of course, if you’re asking how well I know Fu Yuran, there’s your answer, very well."

Kang Zhenyu suddenly understood, no wonder, "So, President Qi, are you feeling that it’s a pity to see the efforts you put into Yinran Entertainment turning out like this today?"

Qi Younian, "Of course not, I’m just thinking that it’s outrageous these scoundrels are still living comfortably. It would be even better if Yinran Entertainment just perished."

Kang Zhenyu: "...President Qi, you... surely you’re not with..."

"Yes, a deep-seated grudge."

Kang Zhenyu: "..."

Seeing Kang Zhenyu speechless for a while, Qi Younian coughed softly, "By the way, Brother Kang, did you come to see me for something?"

Kang Zhenyu seemed to remember his actual business and hurriedly handed over a stack of documents he was holding, roughly dozens in size, "These are the candidates for signing that I’ve selected according to your request, thirty-five in total, all right here. The first two profiles are artists I hope to sign.

As for the rest, it’s up to your discretion. Meng Qiuyan is not bad, a girl worth signing, but her contract is a bit complicated, so I came to ask for your opinion.

Do we need to inform President Yu too?"

"Meng Qiuyan?" Qi Younian looked at the name with interest.

Kang Zhenyu hummed in affirmation, explaining, "Yes, her agency is with Xusheng, but her other contracts are with different companies. This girl is very hardworking; I’ve been watching her for years."

Qi Younian’s interest piqued, "Brother Kang, let’s hear it."

After Kang Zhenyu finished talking about Meng Qiuyan, Qi Younian’s brows furrowed tightly, "According to you, it indeed sounds complicated, but..."

Kang Zhenyu perked up his ears, "But what?"

Qi Younian smiled slightly, "President Yu said before that any economic contracts that can be solved with money are not an issue, so Brother Kang, you calculate how much it will take to sign Meng Qiuyan.

As for the matter of sharing profits, we’ll discuss that after signing Meng Qiuyan."

Kang Zhenyu’s eyes lit up, his confidence surged, "With the approval of President Qi and President Yu, should I go ahead boldly? Don’t worry, President Qi, Meng Qiuyan will definitely bring tremendous profits to the company.

She, like President Yu, takes the route of quality, relying solely on acting skills."

Qi Younian’s eyebrows rose slightly, "I trust you, Brother Kang, you do what you need to."

Kang Zhenyu smiled with satisfaction, "Alright, then I’ll go find the person."