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Jiang Xiaoli's mental state was increasingly off-kilter: she would zone out during meals, lose focus while doing chores, and whenever her phone rang, she would almost nervously distance herself, as if it were not a phone but a ticking time bomb.
I asked her if something was bothering her. She shook her head, forcing a smile and changing the subject. I knew that the invisible man I had hired with my hefty fee had entered the scene. I pretended not to notice anything amiss.
The collaboration with Hua Shi was going smoothly. Jiang Xiaoli privately asked me if Cheng Huairen could play the lead in "Time Leaves Its Mark." “I’ll bring him to meet Brother Hua another day,” I replied noncommittally. Jiang Xiaoli immediately softened her demeanor.
This bait was enough to keep this pair of scheming lovers from daring to cause trouble for my company—for now. During my second trip to Beijing, Hua Shi held a press conference, and my Yun Cheng Cultural Communication Company made it onto national media. I saw many comments online that brought me comfort:
“The renowned boss of Cloud City Cultural Communication turns out to be someone else!”
“Who is that frequently appearing woman with Cloud City's top guy? They seem like a couple!”
“Don’t be ridiculous; that’s the boss’s girlfriend and the head of the entertainment department.”
Since I made my public appearance, all of Jiangbei's collaborators came flocking to me.
“Darling, when are we getting married?” During this time, Jiang Xiaoli looked noticeably more haggard and rarely acted coy in front of me.
Due to changes in the shareholder structure, all the financial seals were in my possession. Jiang Xiaoli had asked for them several times, and I brushed her off with excuses about the paperwork not being completed yet.
Did she dare to snatch them from me? But once we got married, everything I owned would also belong to her.
Why didn’t I expose her? Why not sever ties completely?
Over the past year, she had taken quite a bit of money from me: buying cars for her brother, purchasing houses and cars for her parents…
I wanted to make sure she would have to swallow back everything she had taken from me!
"Let's get through this busy period first. 'Time Leaves Its Mark' is in a rush to finalize the cast and start filming. Brother Hua asked me to reconsider some parts of the script," I said.
"Then can we at least have the engagement ceremony?" Jiang Xiaoli pouted, settling for a compromise.
"Sure!" I agreed.
At the company, I saw Cheng Huairen, and his gaze was evasive.
I knew their days were tough.
But everything was out of their hands now.
Our engagement ceremony was orchestrated entirely by Jiang Xiaoli and was quite extravagant. She booked the multifunctional hall at Heavenly Home Grand Hotel and hired a professional event company to set up the scene. In addition to the numerous relatives from the the Jiang Family, Jiang Xiaoli's classmates and close friends, many peers from the Jiangcheng cultural entertainment circle also came to show their support.
No one from my hometown came; firstly, the the Jiang Family looked down on my rustic parents, and secondly, I didn't want them to witness the most humiliating moment of my life.
Oh right, Cheng Huairen and his parents were also there. His father sported a slicked-back hairstyle and introduced himself as the director of a street office under Honghe District. His mother had a face as large as a basin and was reportedly a worker in the district's tax system. Both of them carried an air of superiority, considering themselves part of the "establishment," and were quite arrogant in front of me.
His mother even boldly demanded that I give her son a raise: "Xiao Hu, with my son Cheng's looks and abilities, he could easily command a high salary anywhere. I've heard many peers want to poach him; if he jumps ship, it would be a huge loss for you!"
Who do you think you are? Who do you think he is?
The hosts of the engagement ceremony were two prominent figures from Jiangcheng TV's arts department. They were very sentimental, and enthusiastic applause erupted from the audience intermittently.
It was time for the love video segment. I pretended to take a phone call and asked a waiter to open an empty room for me.
Soon after, there was a loud "bang" outside, followed by gasps from countless people, like pouring cold water into boiling hot oil.
That mysterious person hiding in the shadows really delivered.
The show was about to begin.
I hurried outside with my phone: "What happened? What happened?"
Jiang Xiaoli's parents were shouting at the top of their lungs:
"What’s going on? What’s going on?"
"Cut the power!"
On the large screen, a man and a woman, both naked, were entwined together, their voices clearly audible as they spoke.
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