"Hurry up and pay back the money, why is it so hard to get the money..." The door was smashed frantically, and Ling Wenxiao huddled in the corner and shivered.

...

Ling Wenxiao began to dream again in a hazy state, and the real fear around him instantly made Ling Wenxiao wake up.

Ling Wenxiao noticed that Qing Muhan had left. He raised his head and faced the machine above his head. His voice was slightly hoarse and he had to take a big breath every time he said a word:

"You tied me up just to vent your dissatisfaction. In the final analysis, it's because your image is not safe."

Ling Wenxiao knew that he couldn't deal with him here for too long and had to find a way to leave here and go to a place with a lot of people.

Ling Wenxiao paused and continued:

"I can help you. Now just ask me to record a clarification video. I'll just say that the recording I sent before was synthesized in post-processing."

Qing Muhan looked at her half-dead state on the mobile phone monitor, thinking that he couldn't run away anyway. He was indeed a little tempted by this proposal. This would not affect his future career at all.

Qing Muhan got out of the car and returned to the warehouse, signaling the man in black to open the chain for her.

Ling Wenxiao struggled to sit up, making sure he could still move.

The man in black moved a stool, lifted Ling Wenxiao up and threw her on the stool. He took out his mobile phone and pointed the camera at her.

"Say it!"

Ling Wenxiao's internal organs felt like they were shaking after being hit like this, and his back molars were so painful that they were bitten to pieces.

Looking at the surrounding environment, he turned to look at Qing Muhan:

"It's pitch dark here, and there's so much blood on my body, so the video won't be effective at all. Are you sure you want to record it here?"

Qingmuhan took out his cigarette, took a deep breath, and thought for a while.

"Okay, then go to my house and take it away."

Ling Wenxiao was pulled up, pushed forward, and thrown into the car. Two men in black held her between them.

"I'm telling you, Ling Wenxiao, be honest with me, otherwise you will die an ugly death!"

Qing Muhan sat in the driver's seat, holding the steering wheel with her hand, and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. The car buzzed. The car was obviously flying too low, not driving too fast.

Ling Wenxiao felt a little more confident after seeing this situation.

"This fool is driving so fast, isn't he waiting for the traffic police to catch him?"

Ling Wenxiao's tense body completely relaxed, and she could rest and wait for the opportunity.

After a shaky and bumpy ride, Ling Wenxiao realized that this was not the direction to Qingmu Han's house at all, but had been driving in the suburbs. This made Ling Wenxiao instantly vigilant.

Ling Wenxiao thought to himself, "No, it seems I have to find a chance."

"Qingmu Han, I want to go to the toilet!"

Qingmu Han looked at the rearview mirror and said, "Bear it."

"I've endured it for a long time, hurry up, I want to get off!"

Qing Muhan didn't want her to solve it in the car. After all, this car was really expensive, and it was even more expensive to maintain.

"so troublesome."

Qingmu Han suddenly braked and stopped on the side of the road.

The man in black also got out of the car and followed Ling Wenxiao:

"Hurry up, hurry up."

"Why are you here looking at me? If you turn around, I can't outrun you at all!"

Qing Muhan sat in the car and waved to the man in black:

"It's okay, just turn around!"

Qingmu Han also turned his head and started smoking.

Ling Wenxiao squatted on the ground, looked around, found a big wooden stick, and quietly took it into his hand.

He picked up another piece of marble and quickly hit one of the men in black on the head, knocking him to the ground.

He turned around and hit another man in black with a wooden stick. It was obvious that the other man had also practiced and dodged very quickly.

Ling Wenxiao had no choice but to deal with him for a while, taking advantage of the height difference, to go behind him and strangle his neck with a wooden stick, put his knees on his waist and push him down hard, knocking him down just in time to hit a stone and he fainted.

But because Ling Wenxiao had just been hit with a stick, several of his ribs must have been broken.

Now due to strenuous exercise, her body began to feel obvious tearing pain. She struggled but could no longer stand up.

Qing Muhan didn't expect that she could handle two men by herself, so she got out of the car and came over to grab her hair, hitting the ground again and again. Ling Wenxiao grabbed Qing Muhan's head from above with both hands and rolled her over with all his strength.

He picked up a stone and hit him on the head.

Ling Wenxiao fell to the ground, breathing heavily, and her consciousness was blurred.

At this moment, a black BMW sped up from a distance.

He Qiyan got off the car and quickly came to Ling Wenxiao.

Ling Wenxiao struggled to open one eye and glanced at him, then fainted.

"Qingmu Han, your boss and I are family friends, and you are just a tool for them to make money.

If you do such a thing, they won't help you. If this matter is exposed, the company will face huge compensation, do you think you can afford it?"

"I don't have to expose you for what happened today, but I want you to announce your retirement from the entertainment industry immediately."

...

Ling Wenxiao woke up and found herself lying on the bed at home. Mr. He hired a private doctor to give her a painkiller injection.

But it had no effect. Ling Wenxiao was in severe pain all over his body and his face was ashen. He screamed in pain as soon as he moved, so he had to lie upright without moving.

He Qiyan heard Ling Wenxiao's cry and knew that she had woken up, so he immediately began to question her:

"Ling Wenxiao, why didn't you discuss it with me before you sent that recording? We are all adults, and the basic principle of being an adult is to learn to consider the consequences."

Mr. He was sitting on the sofa by the window, facing the window, staring into the distance. Ling Wenxiao couldn't see his expression, but the coldness of his voice made her shiver.

Ling Wenxiao knew that this incident would have a negative impact on the company, so he broke the news to artists from similar entertainment companies with whom he usually maintained a good relationship. This immediately caused a lot of doubts about the company's integrity and operating methods.

Many investors who were interested in cooperating have now turned to a wait-and-see mode, or even directly chosen competing companies.

At the same time, she also pushed herself to the forefront of the storm. People would not sympathize with her, but believed that there was a moral problem. She exposed her ex after breaking up and put him to death, which was very thoughtful.

No one cares about the real reason behind it.

Ling Wenxiao only felt ashamed.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong."

Ling Wenxiao's voice was a little more choked up, and he opened his mouth forcefully to make a hoarse sound.

Ling Wenxiao said these words not only to He Qiyan, but also to the original owner. He thought it was to relieve her anger, but unexpectedly, it brought the matter to a point beyond her control.

"Do you think you are still suitable for the entertainment industry?"

Ling Wenxiao's heart skipped a beat. He wanted to control his emotions, but his loss and confusion still showed up inadvertently.

She shouldn't have the attitude of relying on others, but the similarity between He Qiyan and her brother Aqi from the welfare home forced her to have the illusion that he would protect her.

Ling Wenxiao felt that he was a little ridiculous, and his heart returned to calm.

"Mr. He, if you have anything to say, just say it. I can bear it."

Mr. He spoke calmly and slowly:

"I have been abroad since you signed a contract with the company. At that time, you were a young and naive person who had just graduated from college.

But you are still immature after I came back three years ago. I don’t understand what you have been doing in the past three years. I can’t see any growth in the company’s commercial value or in yourself.”

Ling Wenxiao's nose felt sore, and a tear flowed down his eyelids inadvertently.

In her mind, she recalled the original owner's hard training when he was in school to get admitted to the acting major. After graduation, he was so excited to devote himself to the acting career with passion, and he spent his youthful years full of ignorance and imagination when he signed the contract with the company.

Ling Wenxiao came back to her senses and her expression became firm. She could never leave like this.

Even though Mr. He had his back to Ling Wenxiao, he was still aware of her emotions. Just when Ling Wenxiao was about to tell Mr. He that she would not choose to leave, Mr. He quickly continued:

"So, you take a year off first. During this year, you can work or go to school abroad. No one there will know you. You can experience the warmth and warmth of the world, the customs and customs, and enrich your life."

After speaking, he secretly nodded and looked at Ling Wenxiao's reaction from the corner of his eye.

Ling Wenxiao was a little surprised. She didn't expect that he didn't want her to quit.

"Mr. He, you...our company...after..."

Ling Wenxiao was a little incoherent. She had already imagined various scenarios just now, but she didn't expect this answer.

Mr. He stood up and straightened some wrinkled clothes with his hands. He turned and walked to the bed. His eyes were a little bloodshot and he looked a little tired.

Seeing the tears in the corners of Ling Wenxiao's eyes, he reached for a piece of paper and bent down to wipe it for her.

"Don't worry, we have so many artists, if any one of them has a problem and the company doesn't do a good job in public relations, just rest in peace and recuperate!"

Ling Wenxiao turned his head and looked at the person in front of him carefully. No, this face looks so strange! Although we haven't seen each other for six years, we shouldn't recognize his appearance. But his movements, tone of voice, and scars on his body are all different.

Right.

Ling Wenxiao tentatively asked, "Mr. He, do you know a person named He Yan?"

Mr. He thought about it seriously and shook his head, "I don't know you! What's wrong?"

"Then what's the matter with the scars on your hands?"

"I've had this since I was born. It's a birthmark."

Ling Wenxiao stared at He Qiyan's eyes, desperately trying to find any flaw in them.

He Qiyan touched Ling Wenxiao's head, and a hint of love flashed in his eyes.

"From now on, you should keep watching various documentaries. This is the first step for you to understand the world."

"good!"

Mr. He took out the projector and threw it to the ceiling to start playing:

"The assistant will come over to take care of your food, clothing and daily life. The doctor will come over for review at 1pm every day. I will leave first. If you need anything, call me."

"Okay, thank you Mr. He."

Mr. He covered Ling Wenxiao with a quilt, walked out of the room and closed the door.

After Ling Wenxiao watched Mr. He go out, she couldn't help but feel a little moved. The ups and downs of the past two days made her physically and mentally exhausted and she immediately fell asleep.

He Qiyan sat in the car, his heart was in turmoil. He felt a little bit sorry for Ling Wenxiao. Ling Wenxiao's stubbornness gave He Qiyan a new understanding of her.


Chapter completed!