Zheng Yixu was standing at the intersection, feeling utterly helpless, with Zhao Jiusi and Zhang Jianxin each holding one of his arms.

The sense of being unable to control his own fate was truly complex.

Apparently, Gu Yanqiu would be arriving shortly to pick them up in his car…

There was no escape, even if he wanted to run.

When Gu Yanqiu smiled and rolled down the car window, Zheng Yixu knew that this time, there was definitely no turning back—ah, what an unlucky thought. It was just a visit to the set, nothing serious!

“It’s rare to see you going out, Yixu,” Gu Yanqiu said with a smile, turning his head from the front passenger seat. Then, he glanced at Zhang Jianxin and said mischievously, “Are you going for Zhou Diewu?”

“Ahem,” coughed the beleaguered driver, who was also Gu Yanqiu’s manager. He couldn’t help himself. Though he knew the artist he managed often stirred things up, at least Gu Yanqiu didn’t engage in promiscuity, drugs, or prostitution. A bit of mischief was easy to handle. But now, with Gu Yanqiu saying this, did it mean he was specifically going to the set to cause trouble for the leading actress?

Hey, doing something like that would provoke public outrage. If he couldn’t stand Zhou Diewu, he could just sabotage her from behind the scenes. Why bring these friends along? QAQ.

“Don’t worry, don’t worry.” Gu Yanqiu patted his new agent’s shoulder and kindly reminded him, “This is your idol’s partner. He can handle anything.”

“Oh, it’s President Zheng.” The agent’s mind worked quickly, and his expression immediately changed. “Are you planning to cause trouble? I know a few retired soldiers.”

Gu Yanqiu: …

Zheng Yixu: …

“I’m not a gangster,” Zheng Yixu said, exasperated. “I just want to go and take a look.” Don’t make it sound like he’s a violent person. The heroic deeds of his past self had nothing to do with him, okay?

Unfortunately, Zheng Yixu’s protests were in vain. Zhang Jianxin, Gu Yanqiu, and the agent were still enthusiastically discussing various gossip about Zhou Diewu. All sorts of rumors and tidbits that, if posted on a forum, could fill several threads.

“By the way, Brother Zheng, how do you plan to deal with that vixen?” Zhang Jianxin asked expectantly, opening his phone’s recording app.

“…I’m just going to take a look,” Zheng Yixu replied weakly.

The mess his past self left behind was really troublesome. QAQ.

Soon, they arrived at the studio. They easily got in by showing Gu Yanqiu’s face; it went very smoothly.

The director and screenwriter had already been notified and were waiting on the side for quite a while.

“Sister Wu, it’s Gu Yanqiu,” the assistant said softly while helping Zhou Diewu open a bottle of mineral water and wiping her sweat.

A look of contemplation flashed across Zhou Diewu’s beautiful face. It was well known that Gu Yanqiu and Zhao Louqin had a good relationship. She had climbed up the social ladder with Zhao Louqin’s help recently, and the lack of recent activity had put her mind at ease. But Gu Yanqiu’s sudden guest appearance in this small crew made Zhou Diewu think twice.

“Go and see if there’s anyone else besides Gu Yanqiu,” Zhou Diewu said, recalling the fate of those who had previously entangled with Zhao Louqin, feeling a bit scared. However, she was now riding a tiger and couldn’t get off. Who knew Zheng Yixu would suddenly wake up?

If Zheng Yixu hadn’t woken up, she might have taken advantage of Zhao Louqin’s sadness to make her move, and things might have worked out.

“Okay,” the assistant nodded and went out.

Zhou Diewu opened her email, but there were no new messages.

“It’s just Gu Yanqiu. I’m definitely overthinking this,” Zhou Diewu reassured herself. If something was up, someone would have emailed her. Previously, following the instructions in those emails had yielded excellent results, hadn’t it?

Zheng Yixu was quickly recognized by the crew, causing quite a stir.

Zhao Louqin often flaunted their relationship on Weibo, and Zheng Yixu, being a successful self-made young man, was quite well-known. As for Zhang Jianxin and Zhao Jiusi, they were largely ignored.

Because Zhao Jiusi looked too similar to Zhao Louqin, Gu Yanqiu had forcibly made him wear a mask and hat when they arrived.

“Mr. Gu, why is President Zheng here too?” The director was a bit flustered. Zheng Yixu only ever invested in movies and TV shows that Zhao Louqin was involved in. However, if word got out that Zheng Yixu personally came to their set, it would surely create a buzz. After that, they wouldn’t have to worry about viewership!

“He’s just here to take a look,” Gu Yanqiu said, glancing at the makeup room where Zhou Diewu was, and chuckled softly. “Director, just turn a blind eye to it.”

Seeing this, the director instantly understood. “But the show isn’t finished yet.” The things Zhou Diewu had done were no longer news. Many people in the industry were waiting to see her downfall, and some even started a betting pool on when Zhao Louqin would deal with her.

“It’s fine,” Gu Yanqiu said nonchalantly. “Yixu’s temper has improved a lot.”

These words left the director even more uncertain.

The old Zheng Yixu was notorious for ruthlessly dealing with any artist who tried to seduce Zhao Louqin.

Seeing Zheng Yixu, Zhou Diewu’s assistant secretly sighed. It looked like this job was over. Why did Sister Wu have to provoke Zhao Louqin, of all people? Now that Zheng Yixu was out of the hospital, he had come personally to confront them!

The assistant hurried back to the makeup room and immediately told Zhou Diewu about Zheng Yixu’s arrival.

Zhou Diewu’s face instantly turned pale.

She was just a minor artist, but Zheng Yixu was a renowned tycoon with a network so vast that she couldn’t even imagine.

“Sister Wu, what should we do now? Should we apologize privately?” the assistant suggested. Though unsure if it would work, it seemed better than just waiting anxiously in the makeup room.

“Don’t worry. It’s fine,” Zhou Diewu waved her hand. “You go out first, I’ll come out later.” She still had a secret, one that could completely counter Zheng Yixu. She had backed up all her emails on her phone, and even asked a hacker friend to trace the origin and addresses of the emails, which could serve as evidence.

She was just manipulated by someone, no, she was threatened.

“Dad, this place isn’t very interesting,” Zhao Jiusi whispered, tugging at Zheng Yixu’s sleeve. “It seems pretty boring here.” Plus, there are so many people watching Dad. If the director hadn’t said no photos, everyone might be taking pictures now.

“It is quite boring,” Gu Yanqiu nodded. “We’re shooting interior scenes now. It’ll be more interesting when we film outdoor scenes. Besides, this is just a city comedy. It would be completely different if it were a big-budget action film.”

“Huh? The leading actress isn’t here. Could it be she’s hiding because Zheng Ge came?” Zhang Jianxin looked around anxiously, not seeing Zhou Diewu, which worried him.

“She’s in the makeup room,” Gu Yanqiu said nonchalantly. “If she doesn’t come over, we can go to her.”

Zhao Jiusi quickly sent a text message, [Dad and I have safely arrived at the set. We’re heading to the makeup room to see Zhou Diewu.]

Poor Zhao Louqin was just drinking water when she nearly choked upon reading the message.

Zhou Diewu?!

They’re actually going to the set to see Zhou Diewu?!

Zhao Louqin immediately stood up, her expression changing rapidly. Finally, she dialed Gu Yanqiu’s number.

Damn it, if it weren’t for her son mentioning Zhou Diewu in that text, Zhao Louqin would have forgotten about her completely. Now that Zheng Yixu can’t remember anything, who knows what Zhou Diewu might come up with if they meet?

“Your impression in Zheng Yixu’s mind will definitely decrease then.”

“What do you want with me?” Gu Yanqiu’s lazy voice came through the phone.

“What are you planning?” Zhao Louqin was infuriated. “Why didn’t you tell me Zhou Diewu is at the set?” She had thought Zheng Yixu and her son were simply visiting her workplace out of curiosity.

“I thought you knew,” Gu Yanqiu sounded genuinely surprised now. “And it’s not like this is the first time something like this has happened. Do you really not know about your dear creating records before?” 

What was there to worry about? Was Zheng Yixu going to be at a loss?

“Yixu is currently suffering from amnesia. This kind of situation is indeed a first for him,” Zhao Louqin rubbed her forehead, feeling frustrated with the people around her often seeming to be dragging behind him, “Yixu just likes to think. You need to be sure to listen to this, so they don’t let us lie and I’ll prove remember. Remember

What a stroke of bad luck!

On the other hand, Zheng Yixu finally met Zhou Diewu in the makeup room as rumored…

To be honest, she’s quite good-looking.

But compared to Lin Ninghua, she’s not on the same level.

It’s like facing a level 90 boss and then looking at some low-level mobs—it’s just no challenge at all.

Zhang Jianxin stood nearby, eyes sparkling. His phone’s recording was already on, ready to capture this rare encounter. He could savor it later =V= !

“Mr. Zheng, it’s a pleasure to meet you,” Zhou Diewu extended her hand, smiling at Zheng Yixu without a hint of fear.

She certainly had some composure. No wonder she dared to openly flirt with Zhao Louqin despite the numerous warnings. Her mental resilience was commendable.

“Uh…” Zheng Yixu genuinely didn’t know what to say at this moment, so he just uttered a vague acknowledgment.

Zhou Diewu’s face paled slightly, as if Zheng Yixu had a knife to her throat. If Zheng Yixu were to start threatening or mocking her right away, she might actually prefer negotiating with him.

But Zheng Yixu’s indifferent demeanor actually made Zhou Diewu more frightened. Did he already know everything about her cards?

No, she couldn’t let him take control.

Gritting her teeth, Zhou Diewu went straight to the point. “Mr. Zheng, I know you have many misunderstandings about me. But I might have something that could interest you.”