My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady
Chapter 352: Isn’t PS Just a Photo Deception Software?

Chapter 352: Chapter 352: Isn’t PS Just a Photo Deception Software?

Meng Qiuyan faced such straightforward appreciation not for the first time, but she blushed when Yuran said it.

She blinked, her eyelashes lowered, "Yuran, I know you mean well, but I..."

What she wanted to say was that there were a lot of troubles behind her, and if she forcefully intervened, it would be exhausting.

Meng Xusheng’s greed knew no bounds, her... her contract was like a bottomless pit that could never be filled.

Although Yuran did not hear her finish speaking, she somewhat understood her underlying concerns, she changed her sitting posture, smilingly looked at her, "Qiuyan, I meant it when I said I’d resolve all your problems.

Not just saying it, but all of it, including your mother."

The biggest problem now was Meng Qiuyan’s mother’s unwillingness to cooperate; otherwise, Meng Qiuyan wouldn’t be so controlled by Meng Xusheng in making money.

Speaking of which, the reason Meng Xusheng hadn’t driven Meng Qiuyan to a dead end was probably because he saw the huge potential in her to make a great deal of money.

If Meng Qiuyan lost this potential, Meng Xusheng would definitely not care too much and would do everything possible to destroy her.

Such a person as Meng Xusheng was inherently selfish.

He wouldn’t show kindness, nor would he allow freedom beyond his control.

The risks were too great.

Meng Qiuyan looked at her with a slyness like that of a little fox, feeling somehow amused, "You’re so young, why do you speak like a seasoned person?"

Yuran lazily squinted her eyes, "I cherish talent, you see. I know you’re short on time, so I won’t keep you for dinner, but Qiuyan, think it over when you go back.

The doors to my studio are always open for you, and I hope you won’t make me wait too long."

Meng Qiuyan stood up, nodded towards her, her heart actually wavering slightly; she was almost ready to agree but held back at the last moment.

"Yuran, I will consider it seriously, thank you."

No one had ever told her, come to my side, I’ll help you, escape this perilous situation.

Yuran was the first.

...

"It seems it didn’t go as you expected," Meng Qiuyan left and Kang Zhenyu followed Qi Younian inside, Qi Younian casually made a comment.

Yuran didn’t take it to heart, just laughed, the laugh hinting at something deeper, "One shouldn’t claim too much, I fear you might face embarrassment."

Qi Younian pointed at himself, half-smiling, "I’d face embarrassment? Well, that happens often."

Kang Zhenyu: "..."

Yuran noticed Kang Zhenyu hesitant several times as if wanting to speak but said nothing, she raised an eyebrow, asking, "Brother Kang, do you have something you want to say? Go ahead."

Kang Zhenyu, "President Yu, I was thinking, signing Meng Qiuyan isn’t impossible; I have a friend who is an expert in trap contracts. We could invest in a TV drama for Meng Qiuyan to act in.

We could offer a higher remuneration, lure her in first, and regarding subsequent maneuvers, I assure you, Xusheng’s legal department won’t notice any loopholes in the contract."

Yuran’s eyes lit up, sincerely intrigued, "Brother Kang, are you serious?"

"Yes, I assure you." Kang Zhenyu was very confident, "I didn’t mention it before because I thought this method was a bit underhanded, but compared to someone like Meng Xusheng, such tactics are more suitable to deal with him."

Yuran agreed, "Brother Kang, you are absolutely right, let’s proceed with it that way, and also, please handle the matters concerning Lu Xiao."

Kang Zhenyu, having hidden his capabilities for years, now found the work within his capabilities underwhelming; he didn’t find it hard and was willing to put in the effort due to the work environment.

"President Yu, no need for formalities, I have it covered."

...

As the school year started, Yuran’s popularity was neither very high nor very low.

However, on the day she paid her tuition, she encountered a troublesome situation. She had planned to visit Bo Yan on set, but as soon as her car left the urban area, it was blocked by several luxury cars.

She was driving a Mini, surrounded by six or seven cars.

She was cut off and could only turn off the engine.

From the sports car on the left front, a tall figure emerged, and upon turning around, she recognized his face and her memory responded.

Jia Ziyi.

Deep within her memory, it told her so, and moreover, the impression he left in her memory was not good.

You could say it was extremely bad.

After dialing Bo Yan’s number and pocketing her phone, she finally opened the door and stepped out.

The moment Yuran got out of the car, those who subsequently got out to intercept her were incredibly astonished, even though they knew from the news that Yuran had become an artist.

But they did not believe that Yuran, with her unforgivably poor looks, could make it in the industry.

Even though they had seen her promotional photos, they didn’t take them seriously.

They were more inclined to believe that the images were Photoshopped.

Isn’t Photoshop just a tool for deceiving through pictures?

No matter how ugly, a million photo retouchers can make you look like a beauty that should only exist in heaven.

Now seeing the young woman in front of them, they felt somewhat unaccustomed. Jia Ziyi exaggeratedly rubbed his eyes and laughed loudly at the people around him.

"My goodness, who is this person in front of us? Is this the Yuran we had a feud with before? Everyone, take a good look, could it be that my eyes are deceiving me?"

"Brother Jia, your eyes are fine, it’s this girl. Did we stop the wrong person?"

However, Qin Yuyan was not surprised. Back then, Yuran liked to wear heavy makeup, and she was pleased with that. In the circle, having a face that attracts attention was enough.

She was the one with such a face, so Yuran naturally didn’t need to show hers; the uglier, the better.

Under the heavy makeup back then, her own facial features didn’t seem too bad. But men and women observe details differently, so they didn’t scrutinize as closely. Also, although everyone thought the promotional photos online were Photoshopped, she didn’t think so.

She had known all along that Yuran was beautiful.

Now seeing this once dust-covered pearl reemerging, she couldn’t help but frown, then her expression changed and she cheerfully walked towards Yuran, who stood her ground and looked at her, raising her eyebrow.

Qin Yuyan.

The sister of Qin Yunong!

Back when she was leading the team, she hadn’t forgotten how hostile Qin Yunong had been towards her.

If the sister wasn’t a good person, the older sister was even worse; her deep-seated hatred for Qin Yuyan was much stronger than for Qin Yunong.

Standing in front of her, Qin Yunong started to laugh, "Little Ranran, have you been so busy this past year that you haven’t had time to play with your sisters? It wasn’t so awkward before."

Seeing her reach out to touch her, Yuran subtly dodged, feigning nonchalance yet causing Qin Yuyan’s eyes to narrow unintentionally.

Qin Yuyan withdrew her hand as if nothing had happened, staring at her.

Yuran remained composed, "Miss Qin, we don’t seem to be that close, are we? Close enough for you to call me ’Little Ranran.’

Could it be that Miss Qin, being a person of high status, forgets easily, even forgetting how you used to address me?

Speaking of which, I’m going to the suburbs. How did Miss Qin and everyone else know I was headed there? And how did you know to intercept me here? I’m very curious.

And curious as to what you all plan to do by stopping me here."