Rebirth: Divorcing the Billionaire
Chapter 71 Using Movement to Control Motion

Chapter 71: Chapter 71 Using Movement to Control Motion

In contrast, Zhang Xuan, the president of Fenghuang Entertainment, who was beside him, remained relatively calm. He took the phone and said to Jian Xi, "For the sake of the Haohan Group’s image, Si Yuhuan will absolutely not allow anyone to publicize that video. Given how blurry it is, netizens won’t be able to connect it to you. The pressing issue now is that this incident occurred just after the mall was transferred to you. The priority is to reduce the public outcry and ensure the mall isn’t affected, so your financial interests remain secure."

"Then, maintain your silence. Jiang Qimeng won’t risk offending Si Yuhuan by exposing you, as that would damage her image within the Si Family. Adapt by remaining constant, and leave the rest for us to handle."

Jian Xi never imagined Jiang Qimeng would actually call her.

"Miss Jian, I’m so sorry. I fell and fainted, so I have no idea what happened. Please rest assured, I won’t provide the original video," she apologized repeatedly, sounding utterly pitiful.

What a grand performance.

"Yuhan has been here with me the whole time. I’m feeling a bit unwell. Why don’t you call him and ask him to come back now?"

So, he didn’t come back to cause trouble because he was busy accompanying his precious beauty.

Jian Xi felt like a complete idiot; she actually thought that scumbag had changed!

"No need. It’s better if he enjoys being with you. Since you can call me to flaunt, it proves your injury isn’t serious. I’ve already arranged for reporters to give you an exclusive interview later. Keep up the good work, and let’s see if you can completely tarnish this position of Mrs. Si for me. I’ll be watching."

"What do you mean?"

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Jiang Qimeng heard a commotion outside.

Xiaotang rushed in, flustered. "Mengmeng, this is bad! A whole crowd of reporters is outside for an exclusive interview! They’re big names; I can’t stop them at all!"

"Damn it!" Jiang Qimeng was livid.

She never expected Jian Xi to actually dare to add fuel to the fire—was Jian Xi trying to burn herself to death?!

This woman isn’t playing by the rules!

Right after seeing the news, Jian Xi had immediately contacted reporters who were on good terms with the Jian Family. Jiang Qimeng wanted this matter to simmer down quietly, but Jian Xi wouldn’t let her have her way.

This had to blow up!

Entertainment media alone wouldn’t suffice; Jian Xi specifically invited news media outlets.

Since Jiang Qimeng loved the spotlight so much, she should have a proper taste of it.

「In the hospital.」

Si Yuhuan had just stepped out to make a call. When he returned, he found the hospital room besieged and completely surrounded by people.

Jiang Qimeng was inside, shouting, "Don’t film me! Don’t film me!"

Xiaotang was powerless to stop them and had been pushed into a corner.

Camera flashes went off wildly.

The reporters were clamoring with questions. "Miss Jiang, as a top internet celebrity who successfully transitioned into an actress, are you dissatisfied with Ouleite Mall’s actions in this incident? Are you seeking compensation?"

"I’m not trying to extort anyone! What are you implying?" Jiang Qimeng’s pretty face turned frosty.

Another reporter pressed, "How can you prove the problem with the dress originated from the mall? What business would deliberately slander itself? There must be evidence and a valid reason for everything, right?" Official media outlets were indeed much more rational, not prone to exaggeration, and more focused on seeking facts.

Jiang Qimeng nearly choked with anger.

"Get out! All of you, get out!"

She was sobbing so hard she looked like she was about to faint.

Si Yuhuan stormed in.

"Yan Qing, get these people out!"

Seeing her pillar of support arrive, Xiaotang quickly rushed over. She was an even better actress than Xiaozhang. She hurried to support Jiang Qimeng, "Mengmeng, you’ve suffered so much! You nearly broke your leg, and yet people are maliciously speculating about your motives. These reporters might have been deliberately sent by someone to slander you!"

A flicker of approval flashed in Jiang Qimeng’s eyes.

This one is much smarter, truly worthy of being the one I selected from hundreds of assistants.

Xiaotang, feigning agitation, pleaded with Si Yuhuan, "Please help Mengmeng! It wasn’t easy for her to make it from an internet celebrity to an actress. She can’t be ruined by someone with ulterior motives! Director Si, you can’t just let them bully Mengmeng like this!"

An icy expression spread across Si Yuhuan’s stern face.

The clamor was starting to irritate him.

"Alright. Take good care of Mengmeng."

Jiang Qimeng clutched the hem of his shirt. "Yuhuan, I wouldn’t joke about my own well-being."

Her pitiful, delicate face was enough to stir anyone’s pity.

Si Yuhuan patted the back of her hand. "Rest well. The hospital has already been informed. Professionals will look after you to ensure there are no lasting effects."

"Thank you. I’m so fortunate to have you by my side. Otherwise, I really don’t know how I would have survived."

Si Yuhuan replied in a somber tone, "I owe you."

Gazing at the man’s retreating figure, Jiang Qimeng clenched her fists tightly.

She didn’t want his guilt-ridden sense of obligation; she wanted *him*, the man himself.

But why did he still feel so far away!

Si Yuhuan was hers!

No one could snatch him away from her!

Otherwise, the only consequence was death!

Fenghuang Entertainment, with its reach across Asia and control over half the entertainment industry, could easily release a few scandals about popular young celebrities and instantly bury this trivial incident without a trace.

Jiang Qimeng had been waiting for netizens to verbally attack Jian Xi. When she saw the online buzz being suppressed instead, she was so furious she ripped out her IV drip. "Fine! Truly impressive!"

She was so angry she laughed.

Seeing her like this, Xiaotang felt a chill run down her spine and quietly closed the door.

This master of hers was the most unfathomably scheming person she had ever met.

I’ll have to be extremely careful when serving her from now on.

The roar of an engine sounded from outside.

Jian Xi had already dismissed all the servants.

Holding a glass of red wine, she stood by the window, waiting quietly.

Si Yuhuan stormed in. The first thing he saw was the divorce agreement lying on the dining table.

Here we go again!

Jian Xi turned around, a bright smile on her face. "Hello."

She waved her hand and gestured with her glass. "Care for a drink?"

"Jian Xi, must you always oppose me?" This woman was becoming increasingly audacious. Just now, on the way here, Yan Qing had called to tell him that she was the one who had arranged for those reporters, and she had specifically instructed them to conduct a thorough interview!

She was deliberately trying to make things difficult for him.

If he also ended up in magazines and on media platforms, wouldn’t Grandpa be angered to death?

"If she hadn’t stirred up trouble, would I have sent those people to add to her woes? Besides, with you here, Director Si, this matter can’t possibly escalate too far. What is there to be afraid of?" Jian Xi sat calmly in her chair and tapped the document on the table. "Familiar with this?"

Si Yuhuan remained silent for a moment.

"If you came back just to argue with me about Jiang Qimeng, then all I can say is, sign it."

The man’s rage-filled handsome face suddenly moved closer. "You want to divorce me that much?"

He had asked this question many times, and Jian Xi’s answer remained unchanged: "Yes."

"Fine! As you wish."

Si Yuhuan flipped the document to the last page, savagely signed his name, and then threw it at Jian Xi’s face. "Satisfied now?"

He actually signed it!

Jian Xi had braced herself for a storm of emotions, but unexpectedly, all she felt at this moment was tranquility.

Her mind was buzzing, making it impossible to hear what he was saying. She didn’t even have the courage to lift her head and look at his face.

Only one thought resounded in the depths of her heart: she was divorced. From now on, she no longer belonged to the Si Family, nor did she have any ties to Si Yuhuan. She was just Jian Xi, nobody’s wife.