My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady
Chapter 432: To Be at Death’s Door and Then to Survive

Chapter 432: Chapter 432: To Be at Death’s Door and Then to Survive

Then, everyone at Ran Studio, except for Lu Xiao, including the other two artists, Yuran and Meng Qiuyan, vanished from the public’s view. No matter how steadfastly you stake out, you could hardly catch a glimpse of either of them.

Ran Studio issued an announcement.

Yuran would take a temporary leave from the industry for two years, and Meng Qiuyan as well, going abroad for advanced studies, with a return date undecided within three years.

This move was unprecedented.

The audience, who had been immersed in Xusheng’s massive scandal, were awaiting Meng Qiuyan’s downfall.

After many directors spoke out, everyone again took the stance of spectators, waiting for Meng Qiuyan’s next explanation.

In the end, she didn’t give a single explanation, not only that, but she also basically ignored it all, not caring about any outside voices.

When Meng Qiuyan left the country, she only posted one official message on her microblog.

Meng Qiuyan V: "If you are dissatisfied with me, step on me into the mud, never to rise again in this lifetime, or else wait and see me become invincible, impervious to sword and spear."

Three days before leaving, Meng Qiuyan’s adoptive mother came to Ran Studio and made a scene.

Her words were close to humiliation, holding a favor over her, speaking of the care she had provided over the years for Meng Qiuyan, who was now planning to flee after encountering difficulties at Xusheng, an act lacking any conscience.

Meng Qiuyan had always been grateful for the nurturing kindness of her adoptive mother, even after such excessive actions previously, she hadn’t thought of severing all ties with her, still wanting to support her, ensuring she had a dignified old age.

But upon seeing the group of reporters gathered outside Ran Studio, all her compassion faded away.

She looked at the fashionably dressed lady before her, her smile somewhat bitter and awkward.

"Back when Meng Xusheng was ready to hurt me, I fled overnight from what you called home. You clearly saw it all from inside the room but you did not stop it,

I thought perhaps you were too scared to help me, and I forgave you, but now, seeing your ferocious expression, I think, perhaps I thought too kindly of you.

Mom, I’ll call you mom one last time. These years, the profits and resources I brought to Xusheng, you settle with Meng Xusheng yourself—I’ve paid it back tenfold and still have leftovers;

As for your kindness in raising me, I started earning money before I was of age, so your nurturing kindness, I’ve repaid it cleanly, or, perhaps we should consult the court to see how much I should compensate you—I won’t shortchange you a penny;

But from now on, we have no more dealings. You walk your bright path, and I’ll walk my log bridge; let’s not interfere with each other."

The wealthy lady pointed incredulously at her nose, "You ungrateful wretch, I should have let you suffocate to death in that small mountain village all those years ago."

Meng Qiuyan chuckled bitterly, "Why pretend you are so noble? If it weren’t for my face, you would have never taken me out, right?"

"Heh... To avoid gratitude, you sure can find every excuse. I don’t care, you must fish out your adoptive father; otherwise, we’re not done. I’ll expose your opportunistic nature to the media.

An artist without morals, I’ll see how far you can go."

The expression of the wealthy lady as she spoke was full of ferociousness, clashing with her luxurious attire, and it felt disturbingly out of place.

Meng Qiuyan’s face showed a despair greater than heartbreak.

She didn’t want to say a word, but Yuran picked up the conversation, "Please, go ahead and expose everything. I would also like to ask the audience if a mother, devoid of virtue and decency, who even attempts to pimp out her daughter, might be pointed at by thousands—I say go for it, we will accompany you to the end."

The society lady’s face turned a shade of purplish green, and she immediately pointed her finger at Yuran, "Oh, I finally know why this wretched girl is so audacious. It turns out, you’re the seductive tramp here, sticking your nose where it doesn’t belong."

Yuran wasn’t angry at all, really. The term "seductive tramp" was a compliment to her.

Qi Younian’s expression changed several times, and, not caring about the difference in strength between men and women, he pushed the society lady, "Get lost, what are you? Who gave you the right to run wild here? Can’t you see what you look like? Do you think you have the right to speak like this?

For Meng Qiuyan to be adopted by someone like you, she must have been incredibly unlucky. You’re delusional. Do you know how ugly you look right now?"

"You, you, you..." The society lady pointed at Qi Younian, her face a picture of embarrassment, dying of shame.

Kang Zhenyu’s face was also unsightly, "Princess, call security up here, say there’s a disturbance."

Princess was the receptionist of the studio, and at that moment, she was on high alert, immediately obeying the order and returning to the front desk to start making a call.

The society lady lowered her hand that was pointing at Qi Younian, giving Meng Qiuyan a vicious look, "You just wait."

Meng Qiuyan didn’t speak, nor did she look at her.

Once the woman left, Yuran walked up to her, patting her on the shoulder, "Don’t worry, you go ahead and pursue further studies abroad, I will handle everything here."

Meng Qiuyan smiled bitterly, "Yuran, I am really not heartless or cold-blooded, it’s just that after all these years, I’m tired. Actually, I’m not afraid of her exposing me. I can live any kind of life, and I can manage even if I am no longer a public figure."

Yuran shook her head, "You belong in front of the camera; don’t waste your talent. She is just a minor issue, leave it to me to handle. Rest assured."

Meng Qiuyan hummed in agreement, "Yuran, I want to leave for abroad as soon as possible, the sooner, the better."

"In three days, at nine in the morning, a flight to New York," Yuran said.

Meng Qiuyan nodded, then fell silent.

So when Meng Qiuyan released that official Weibo post, it was somewhat shocking for everyone, considering Meng Qiuyan was at the peak of her career. Plus, with the recent clarification from Director Zhu Wei, her popularity had soared even higher.

Now, with just a bit of news, her popularity would spike incredibly high, but...

It was clear that Meng Qiuyan wasn’t looking for this kind of foul-smelling attention. She merely hoped that everyone would forget about her.

She was so much like Yuran in this way.

On the day Meng Qiuyan left, the winter sun shone bright in the capital. She was dressed in a thick down jacket and wearing a fluffy hat, saying goodbye to Yuran, who had come to see her off at the airport. Accompanying them, wrapped up just as tightly, was Zhizhi.

Meng Qiuyan received a kiss from Zhizhi, which lifted her spirits immensely.

She touched Zhizhi’s little cheek, "When I come back, Zhizhi will be able to run and jump. Yuran, thank you..."

Yuran shook her head, "You and the studio have helped each other succeed. Besides, it’s Lu Xiao who’s responsible for you now. He’s pledged allegiance to the studio. There’s no need for thanks. And you too, you’ll have to pay it forward in the future, so there’s even less need for politeness."

Meng Qiuyan chuckled, a rare moment of amusement for her. As the announcement came over the loudspeaker, she stepped forward to embrace the mother and child, uttering a phrase that was simple yet deeply touching, "Yuran, I had thought that even if I was beyond salvation, I would have no regrets. But knowing you and everyone else, I’ve come to realize the beauty of this world and the connections with people I’ve made are intertwined;

Ever since I met you all, I fear falling into a deep abyss."