Chapter 32

The online posts only revealed that Yin Ruyun was her mother and made a big deal about her being a murderer. They didn’t mention anything about the baby swap with the Jiang family.

Jiang Ciyou didn’t take the bait and seemed uninterested in Vivian’s venting.

She remained unusually calm. “I just want to know who gave you those materials.”

Vivian didn’t expect Jiang Ciyou to ignore her so completely, still maintaining an air of superiority.

Inside, Vivian was seething with anger. “If you want to know, I won’t tell you.”

“If you tell me now, maybe I won’t pursue this further.”

Vivian laughed maniacally. “Jiang Ciyou, what’s the point of pretending now? What can you do to me? I’m curious to see what you can do.”

Jiang Ciyou smiled and picked up her phone, then dialed a number.

The call was to Bo Jinxiu.

The call was quickly answered.

Jiang Ciyou said, “Can you do me a favor…”

A few minutes later, Jiang Ciyou returned to her seat.

Vivian mocked, “Jiang Ciyou, stop putting on airs. Do you think I’m afraid of a phone call? Who do you think you are?”

Vivian wasn’t scared; she had already deleted the original posts. The worst-case scenario was a warning for violating her portrait rights, which could be settled with a fine.

But soon, Vivian received a call from the editor-in-chief at Liren.

“Vivian, I’m afraid we can’t offer you the editor-in-chief position.”

Vivian panicked instantly. “Editor Li, didn’t we already discuss this today?”

“You must have offended someone. I can’t say much, but it’s an order from above.”

After hanging up, Vivian looked at Jiang Ciyou in disbelief.

She had been planning for the Liren editor-in-chief position for months, spending a lot of money and using her connections to secure it.

She immediately became hysterical. “Jiang Ciyou, what did you do? How dare you ruin my job?”

Jiang Ciyou’s smile faded. “You brought this upon yourself.”

Vivian tried to remain composed. “I forgot, you have a good relationship with the Liren editor-in-chief. Have you slept with him? Jiang Ciyou, don’t think I’m afraid of you. Even if I can’t be the editor-in-chief at Liren, there are many other media outlets that would love to have me.”

“You might not be able to go anywhere. You’ve been blacklisted by all media.”

Vivian didn’t believe it at first.

But for some reason, Jiang Ciyou’s confident tone made her anxious.

She quickly made several calls.

Jiang Ciyou was telling the truth.

The major newspapers and magazines she had connections with had all received blacklisting orders regarding her.

She was completely removed from the industry.

Vivian collapsed into her seat, staring blankly at Jiang Ciyou.

How did Jiang Ciyou have such incredible power?

“Who… are you?”

“So foolish, not even knowing who you’ve offended.”

A tall figure suddenly appeared behind Jiang Ciyou.

Vivian looked up and was horrified. “T… the Crown Prince…”

Bo Jinxiu stood behind Jiang Ciyou, a hand affectionately resting on her shoulder.

Jiang Ciyou looked up, also surprised. “What are you doing here?”

“Didn’t I tell you last night? Today is Xue Tao’s birthday, and the private room is booked at Yun Ding Restaurant.”

“I didn’t expect you to be here with friends as well.”

Bo Jinxiu’s gaze shifted to Vivian.

His expression went from gentle to icy in an instant.

Vivian’s face turned pale.

From their demeanor, tone, and conversation, Vivian realized that the relationship between these two was extraordinary.

Jiang Ciyou had apparently managed to get involved with the Crown Prince of Beijing!

Her eyes were filled with unparalleled jealousy and resentment.

But under the man’s cold gaze, it turned into a plea for mercy. “Crown Prince, please spare me. It wasn’t me, it was Xia Ling. She gave me the information. On the day I resigned, she suddenly handed me an envelope. She wanted me to post it online on the last day of voting to secure the prime-time host position. I was just used by Xia Ling, a mere tool.”

Vivian knew what it meant to offend the Crown Prince.

She was studying in the capital and had heard many stories about him. The legends claimed that he was ruthless and cold, with a demeanor like a Bodhisattva but a heart like a demon. Those who crossed him either disappeared without a trace or ended up with no place to rest.

Bo Jinxiu’s voice was icy. “Even tools deserve to die. You have three days to leave Rongcheng. Don’t let me see you again, or I guarantee that in this vast land of China, there will be no place for you.”

Vivian’s face went pale, and she was so desperate she couldn’t utter a word.

Jiang Ciyou got the answer she wanted and stood up.

Bo Jinxiu held her hand, his tone gentle. “Why are your hands so cold?”

He then took off his suit jacket and draped it over Jiang Ciyou’s shoulders.

As they left the restaurant, Jiang Ciyou spoke. “Thank you for your help. I owe you one.”

Only the Crown Prince’s influence could blacklist Vivian from the media circle.

Her tone was somewhat unfamiliar, as if apart from their intimate moments, there was always a clear boundary between them.

Bo Jinxiu said lightly, “Since you say you owe me a favor, there’s an opportunity for you to repay it right now.”

Jiang Ciyou looked up, her beautiful misty eyes making hearts race. “What opportunity?”

“I mentioned earlier that Xue Tao is having a birthday party here. Everyone else has a partner, but I don’t, which is quite embarrassing. How about you come with me for a drink, and then we can leave together later?”

Jiang Ciyou understood that for these elite young men, it was about their face, their luxury watches, their extravagant accessories, much like a woman’s designer clothes and bags.

Though she didn’t approve of these things, since she owed him a favor, she was willing to repay it.

“Alright, let’s go.”

As they pushed open the door to the private room, the lively atmosphere hit them.

The room was spacious, with people singing, playing mahjong, and others sitting on sofas drinking and rolling dice. Tables were piled with various gifts and a giant cake.

“Brother Jinxiu, you’re back! Where did you just go…”

A lively girl spotted Bo Jinxiu at the door and skipped over like a cheerful lark.

However, when she saw Jiang Ciyou beside Bo Jinxiu and his suit jacket draped over her, her expression suddenly changed.

Her voice rose with a hint of hostility. “Brother Jinxiu, who is she?”

Others also began to take notice, looking towards the door with surprise.

They were astonished to see Bo Jinxiu with a woman, their eyes widening.

“She’s my girlfriend,” Bo Jinxiu said lightly.

But it was loud enough for everyone in the private room to hear.