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“Explain?” Thinking of a certain lofty figure, Ran Yang shook her head without hesitation, “Forget it, I don’t have the guts to talk to President Qi.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Zhou Ge’s face also showed a bit of hesitation. Although Qi Yuan didn’t come to the company often, he was like a dark cloud hanging over them. Everyone in the industry knew he had a domineering and irritable personality; anyone who provoked him would either be severely punished or face dire consequences.
“At this time, don’t be so timid,” Zhou Ge gritted his teeth and decided to go for it, “After all, it concerns your future.”
Future…
Ran Yang’s expression turned blank. Did she really still have a future?
As an idol who debuted from a talent show, most of his fans were female, and what was the difference between being exposed for marriage and being sentenced to death?
Zhou Ge patted her shoulder, “Don’t think like that. There are plenty of people in the industry who are secretly married. What are you worried about? That Zhao Qing, for instance, has two kids already!”
“?!”
Seeing Ran Yang’s shocked expression, Zhou Ge couldn’t help but laugh, “You didn’t know, did you?”
Ran Yang looked dazed. Zhao Qing was from the same company as her, and they had recorded a variety show together, so their relationship was pretty good. She never expected him to have kids…
“There are so many things you don’t know in this industry. The guy you acted opposite last time? He was dating three girlfriends at the same time! It was discovered by a major fan!”
“And then what?!”
“Then the major fan happily joined them…”
Ran Yang’s mouth twitched, and she couldn’t even tell if this was true or not.
“They say our industry is chaotic; do you think it’s a joke?” Zhou Ge said earnestly, “If you compare it, your situation is just an appetizer. Besides, this isn’t all your fault, so don’t be so hard on yourself.”
After Zhou Ge finished speaking, he pulled Ran Yang up from the sofa, “Come on, let’s go to the top floor and take a look.”
Taking the elevator to the top floor, they happened to see Secretary Xie Jun, who had been following Qi Yuan, standing at the office door. When she saw them come up, she asked curiously, “Are you looking for President Qi?”
Zhou Ge smiled apologetically, “Yes, it’s about one of my artists.”
Xie Jun glanced behind him and, upon seeing Ran Yang’s face, paused for a moment, “You are Ran Yang, right?”
Ran Yang was surprised. How did Secretary Xie know her?
“I’ve seen the TV shows you’ve acted in,” Xie Jun explained, then turned to Zhou Ge, “Just a moment, let me check if President Qi is available.”
Xie Jun pushed the door into the office, and Ran Yang and Zhou Ge waited outside. Zhou Ge looked around with a hint of envy and said, “No wonder this is the prince’s exclusive floor; it looks much brighter than our floors.”
Ran Yang softly agreed, her voice a bit dry. She was really too nervous, whether it was facing Qi Yuan or explaining her situation.
Xie Jun quickly came out, “You can go in; President Qi is free.”
Ran Yang and Zhou Ge entered the office, and the first thing they saw was the tall man sitting behind the desk.
“Hello, President Qi.” The two greeted respectfully.
Qi Yuan lazily responded with a “Hmm,” “I heard from Xie Jun that you have something to discuss with me?”
After he finished speaking, he openly sized up Ran Yang a few times.
So this is the wife that Lin Can mentioned? She doesn’t look as good as him.
Ran Yang felt the hostility but was somewhat confused. She and Qi Yuan were not from the same world; why would Qi Yuan be hostile towards her?
“Yes, President Qi, we do have a small matter to discuss,” Ran Yang stammered a bit in front of Qi Yuan’s powerful aura, “It’s about Ran Yang…”
“I know about his situation,” Qi Yuan interrupted, “He got married, right?”
Ran Yang’s face turned pale, “How do you know?”
I not only know, but I also have my eyes on your husband, Qi Yuan thought to himself, “So, what do you want to tell me?”
His impatient attitude was too obvious, and both Zhou Ge and Ran Yang felt increasingly anxious. But since they had already come this far, there was no turning back. Zhou Ge could only brace himself and continue.
“Actually, Ran Yang and his husband have no feelings for each other. They got their marriage certificate out of necessity, and now the other party has leaked their marriage to the other side. News is likely to break in the next few days, and Ran Yang is preparing for a divorce…”
Qi Yuan, who had been casually spinning a pen, immediately stopped when he heard the word “divorce,” sitting up slightly straighter, “You said divorce?”
“Yes,” Ran Yang nodded, “I married him, but he…”
Knowing that Qi Yuan wasn’t the type to listen to others’ grievances, Ran Yang paused for a second and then cut to the chase, “We have already decided to divorce.”
Qi Yuan turned his chair left and right, and for some reason, he seemed a bit pleased, “Lin… your husband agreed?”
“He agreed.”
“When did he agree?”
“Yesterday.”
Wasn’t yesterday the day he first met Lin Can? They had only seen each other twice, and Lin Can had never mentioned anything about divorce.
Everyone said Ran Yang was his company’s artist, and this person still thought he could fool him?
Qi Yuan sneered inwardly, “So why are you here to see me?”
“Uh…” Zhou Ge scratched the back of his head awkwardly, “It’s because that scumbag told the other side about their marriage, and it will definitely be exposed in the next few days. We might need the company to do some public relations.”
Qi Yuan showed little interest but was in a good mood and didn’t explode, “Is that all?”
“No, no,” Zhou Ge hurriedly said, “The main reason is for that dating variety show slot. The company originally wanted to arrange for Ran Yang to participate, but if the divorce news gets out…”
Zhou Ge looked at Ran Yang with a pained expression, “It’s such a good opportunity; I really can’t bear to see Ran Yang miss it.”
Qi Yuan didn’t speak immediately but carefully examined Ran Yang for a while.
This person is fair-skinned and has a quiet demeanor, making it easy to like him. But thinking about his impending divorce with Lin Can, Qi Yuan’s feelings became complicated.
“I won’t interfere with company affairs, but I’ll give a heads-up to the public relations department. As for the dating variety show… that depends on how you handle it,” he said.
“Okay, okay, we’ll take care of it. You can rest assured; we will definitely seize this opportunity,” Zhou Ge expressed his gratitude.
Qi Yuan waved his hand, “Let me know when you get the divorce certificate.”
*
It wasn’t until they were far from the office that Ran Yang couldn’t figure it out, “Why do I have to tell him when I get the divorce certificate?”
Zhou Ge was also puzzled but instinctively tried to help, “You can’t go on a dating variety show with a married status, can you?”
“That’s true.” Ran Yang stopped thinking about it. She took out her phone from her pocket. Just five minutes ago, Lin Can had sent her a message asking if she wanted to go home for dinner tonight. He would cook more for her.
Zhou Ge, unguarded, caught a glimpse of the message on the screen and teased, “Wow, this is the first time I know he can cook!”
“What’s this? When a person is about to die, their words are kind? You guys are about to divorce, and he’s trying to make a good impression. Who knows, you might even give him more stuff.”
Ran Yang’s heart, which had softened a bit earlier, hardened again, “I said, I won’t give him anything.”
Zhou Ge wasn’t surprised but didn’t take it seriously, “It’s not as simple as you saying you won’t give. If that scumbag gets persistent, what kind of tricks won’t he use? You’re a public figure, not like him, who can just live off you.”
Ran Yang opened her mouth but ultimately didn’t refute.
What could she refute? Zhou Ge wasn’t wrong; Lin Can was indeed a scumbag, just like that Yu Jishu beside him, who would do anything for money.
“I’ll say it in advance,” seeing her looking dejected, Zhou Ge warned her, “Right now is your career’s rising period. You can’t be soft-hearted; you can’t let a few nice words from Lin Can make you change your mind about the divorce…”
“How could that be?” Ran Yang shook her head with a bitter smile, “I’ve learned my lesson once; that’s enough.”
Zhou Ge was satisfied, “There’s not much work today; you go take care of your own business.”
Besides work, the only thing Ran Yang could focus on was the divorce. She was sent home by her assistant, and halfway there, she received a call from Xie Jun.
The call lasted a long time, but it wasn’t because they talked about a lot; it was just that Xie Jun was trying to maintain decorum while subtly probing.
It wasn’t until the car stopped at the entrance of the community that Ran Yang finally realized that Xie Jun was asking about the frequency of her “in-depth communication” with Lin Can.
Ran Yang’s ears turned red as she explained that she and Lin Can had only done it once, and that one time had made her feel responsible for Lin Can, which was also the root of her constant anxiety.
If Lin Can were present, he would definitely want to explain that he had the original owner’s memories and knew that the only time was a setup; in reality, the original owner didn’t even want to touch Ran Yang.
“Can I ask again, who was the one taking the initiative during that time?” Xie Jun continued to be subtle.
Ran Yang awkwardly touched her nose, “I was drunk at that time and didn’t know what exactly happened, but I wasn’t uncomfortable, so it must have been him…”
It was also for this reason that Ran Yang had been so accommodating to Lin Can, allowing him to trample on her dignity time and again.
On the other end, Xie Jun was silent for a while before finally saying, “Okay, I won’t disturb you anymore. Goodbye.”
Listening to the beeping sound on the phone, Ran Yang felt awkward for several minutes before finally realizing.
Why was Xie Jun asking about this?
*
“President Qi, I found out,” Xie Jun put down her phone and walked into Qi Yuan’s office after knocking.
Qi Yuan closed the document in his hand, raised his chin towards her, and spoke casually yet with an air of nobility, “Speak.”
“Just once, Mr. Lin is downstairs,” Xie Jun said, then lowered her head to hide the twitching corners of her mouth.
Who would have thought that a high-achieving graduate from a foreign prestigious school, earning a six-figure salary as a senior secretary, would one day be sent out to inquire about such matters?
“Huh?” Qi Yuan seemed to have heard an extremely funny joke, “Ran Yang, with those little arms and legs, can hold down Lin Can? Is he even 1.8 meters tall?”
When it came to the height of 1.8 meters, Qi Yuan even lowered himself to demonstrate with his own height.
Xie Jun didn’t know how to respond to that and could only return an awkward yet measured smile.
“Keep an eye on them. Once they divorce and Lin Can loses his financial support, he will definitely come looking for me.”
After reading Lin Can’s profile, Qi Yuan’s tone was filled with determination.
After all, compared to Ran Yang, a second-tier artist, Qi Yuan was clearly a better choice.
Xie Jun responded affirmatively and turned to leave the office. As she closed the door, she heard her boss mocking some fool who was about to divorce Lin Can.
“Married for so long and only did it once; that’s like having meat served right in front of you and not eating it. If it were me…”
As for the rest, Xie Jun decided she didn’t want to hear it.
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Lost Nexus[Translator]
Hi, I’m Lost Nexus or call me Nex! I translate web novels into English so more people can enjoy these amazing stories.