After Going Bankrupt, I Got Clung To By A Canary Omega - Chapter 10

Fu Qingli felt that she was completely doing useless work.

She had spent less than twenty-four hours with Shen Chaomu, yet it was more exhausting than filming a movie for half a year straight.

Whenever she mentioned breaking up, Shen Chaomu had never taken it seriously.

At noon, the dining table was clearly divided into two territories.

Shen Chaomu stared at the stir-fried broccoli with shrimp and the chicken breast stir-fried with shiitake mushrooms and bok choy on the table, then swallowed. She lowered her head and stirred her own takeout vegetable salad with her fork, regretting with all her heart that she had offended Fu Qingli again.

Playing a prank felt good for a moment; mealtime turned into a crematorium.

Shen Chaomu inhaled deeply, closed her eyes, stabbed up a forkful of vegetable salad, and put it into her mouth.

A fat-loss vegetable salad without salad dressing was basically grass. She was not a sheep.

Shen Chaomu secretly turned her head and glanced at Fu Qingli, who was in the kitchen scooping rice. Then she turned back, leaned forward, stabbed with her fork, withdrew, and swiftly stuffed it into her mouth.

Her teeth bit through the shrimp. The firm, springy flesh was wrapped in a clear, fresh sauce, bursting open in her mouth. It was super satisfying.

Shen Chaomu’s gaze drifted toward the other plate. She repeated the same trick. This time, having learned from the lesson of taking too little last time, she skewered three pieces of chicken breast at once, specifically choosing the big ones.

Fu Qingli returned with a bowl of multigrain rice. Just from looking at Shen Chaomu’s back, she knew this person was causing trouble again, curling up her body and lowering her head while sneaking around.

When her gaze swept over the few drops of vegetable sauce crossing the middle of the dining table, Fu Qingli felt she truly had nothing to say.

The thickest thing under heaven was absolutely Shen Chaomu’s skin.

Shen Chaomu buried her head and chewed quickly with both cheeks puffed out, nearly choking to death. She raised her head and was just about to grab her water glass when she suddenly saw the glaring vegetable sauce on the table.

Caught stealing food, Shen Chaomu felt as if she were not sitting on a stool, but on a bed of needles.

Shen Chaomu lifted her head. “Fu Qingli, I won’t take any appearance fee for joining the variety show this time. You can give it to yourself or the company.”

Fu Qingli did not even lift her head. She picked up a piece of broccoli and continued eating.

Shen Chaomu bit her lip and went on, “As long as every time you cook, you give me a little.”

Fu Qingli lifted her head. “For how long?”

Shen Chaomu froze for a moment. She also was not sure when exactly the research institute would produce results.

But this was a deadline for meals, not anything else.

If Fu Qingli did not keep bringing this up, she would not spend all day with her nerves stretched tight, overthinking everything.

“How about until the variety show ends? What if the director makes us go survive in the wilderness? I won’t take an appearance fee, so you have to take care of my food and drink.”

Fu Qingli knew very clearly that one of them was asking vaguely, and the other was answering vaguely.

What she wanted was a deadline for breaking up. Shen Chaomu was insisting on a deadline for meals.

It was not as if Fu Qingli had not tried being direct before.

There was no solution.

But at least it saved her the effort of discussing Shen Chaomu’s appearance fee.

Fu Qingli nodded in agreement. “Fine. But the variety show probably won’t have any wilderness survival like you said.”

Shen Chaomu asked, “I’ve never been on a variety show. Have you?”

Tang Lin had always stopped her. Even during promotional periods for her works, Tang Lin would always have her participate through other methods, always saying she was afraid Shen Chaomu’s fairy filter would be shattered.

Fu Qingli’s chopsticks froze in midair for a moment, then continued picking up food. “No.”

Actually, she had been on one before. It had been when she was playing her first somewhat important supporting role and had gone with the others onto a slightly famous variety show for promotion.

She had prepared for a long time, watched more than a dozen episodes, and even learned to send expensive fruit and pastries to the host’s assistant.

She had imagined all kinds of questions aimed at her character and racked her brains for a few witty lines and jokes.

But none of it had been used.

When the host cued her to give an example on the topic of whether plastic surgery was necessary, as part of a promotional segment for the title sponsor, a plastic surgery hospital, the host had even read her name wrong.

Afterward, when she watched that episode, in one hour, she only had a few seconds of close-up shots—her awkward smiling face, along with the sponsor’s name written in large letters.

The bullet comments that flashed past were: “Sponsor her plastic surgery fees,” “The entertainment industry’s standards for looks are getting lower and lower. What kind of demons and monsters are they letting in now?”…

Fu Qingli had been unable to hold back at the time and replied that her acting skills were decent, and that she was not a traffic celebrity relying on looks.

As a result, she was cursed at in more than a hundred replies, reported, and ended up deleting her video platform account.

“Fu Qingli, I didn’t expect you to lie too!”

Fu Qingli withdrew from her thoughts, surprised that Shen Chaomu had seen through her.

Then she saw Shen Chaomu holding up her phone proudly, shaking the screen at her.

It seemed to be a video. With the energetic music playing out loud, it was not hard to guess what kind of scene it was. If not singing, then dancing.

After the intro ended, a familiar warm and pleasant voice sounded. Unexpectedly, it was not unpleasant to hear.

Fu Qingli felt somewhat comforted. She did not know whether she could inherit the original body’s talent. If so, she would have another skill.

Just as she thought this, she suddenly heard Shen Chaomu burst into thunderous laughter, the entire table trembling with her.

“Hahaha, Fu Qingli, I finally know why you refused to admit it. I can’t. My stomach hurts. Hahahahaha. Did a bug fly into your eye at the end? You were blinking like an electric fan… Hahahahaha… I’m going to download this and keep it in my cloud drive as a treasure. I’ll admire it every night before bed.”

Fu Qingli took Shen Chaomu’s phone. Shen Chaomu let go without stopping her. In any case, a search online would bring it up.

Fu Qingli looked at the screen.

The original body was wearing a headset microphone, a graffiti tank top, and ripped jeans. Against the clean, carefree street-dance moves of the backup dancers, the original body looked exactly like a robot doing broadcast calisthenics. Especially at the final pose, when she threw a coquettish wink.

Her face was intoxicated with her own charm, clearly unaware that she was more nauseating than pregnancy.

Fu Qingli decisively turned off the screen and wondered how much it would cost to have Tang Lin wipe this from the entire internet.

After roughly estimating a number, Fu Qingli shivered. Spend money for what? She had absolutely been brainwashed by that glittering diamond ring.

The original body’s dark history had nothing to do with her, Fu Qingli.

The bank’s efficiency was famously quick.

In the afternoon, just as Fu Qingli was planning to go to the tea room to make tea and study the variety show proposal again, she received a call from the account manager.

The credit limit was higher than she had expected. The villa was valued at one hundred and fifty million. For a normal residential mortgage, the lowest loan amount would still be sixty percent, ninety million. But after comprehensively considering Fu Qingli’s financial situation and sources of income, the bank was only willing to approve fifty million.

Fu Qingli accepted it. The result was already far better than she had expected. At least she no longer had to consider selling the car or jewelry.

After asking clearly and confirming that she could submit document verification online and sign the contract through video, she immediately went to get the property certificate.

Once connected to the bank’s dedicated signing video channel, she followed the bank credit officer’s instructions on the other side of the video to verify her identity, then picked up the property certificate to take a photo.

Fu Qingli’s gaze suddenly froze.

“President Fu?… Can you hear us? President Fu?”

Fu Qingli closed the property certificate and lifted her head toward the phone camera. “I can’t hear what you’re saying over there. It might be a signal or equipment problem. Let’s schedule another time.”

After saying that, she hung up the video.

Fu Qingli’s shoulders loosened, and she braced one hand on the table.

She had underestimated the original body’s level of devotion.

On the property certificate, in the rights holder column, the three characters “Shen Chaomu” were written in bright, unmistakable clarity.

Her plan had been completely disrupted.

“Hello, Tang Lin. Help me find a lawyer. Someone trustworthy.”

At the law firm.

The bright red supercar swung its exhaust and braked sharply in the parking space in front of the office building entrance.

It instantly attracted the eyes of the office workers coming and going.

The car door opened. Black soft-leather flats stepped onto the ground, followed by white wide-leg trousers falling smoothly into place. A thin black belt at the waist cinched a neat waistline, the gold buckle becoming the highlight. Moving upward, a dark brown sleeveless half-turtleneck knit top outlined the other party’s supermodel-like figure. A pair of narrow-framed sunglasses rested on the bridge of her nose, the pale gray lenses hiding her brows and eyes, only making people vaguely feel that she looked familiar.

One white-collar worker tugged at her lunch buddy. “Look at that person. Doesn’t she look like Shen Chaomu’s bankrupt resource-backed celebrity?”

The girl watched the other person’s back with infatuation. “How could that be? Didn’t that person go scavenging? How could she have such a cool aura? Hey, do you think she’s a client of our firm? Can I ask for her V or something? I feel like I’ve already fallen. Compared to this person, my fave is just a weak chicken.”

As she spoke, the girl discovered that her lunch buddy had actually chased after the person one step faster than she had. She cursed inwardly: friendship over.

In the elevator, Fu Qingli politely refused the several QR codes held out to her. Under the greeting of the law firm director, Liu Xu, she went to Liu Xu’s office.

Liu Xu poured Fu Qingli a cup of Silver Needle and smiled. “President Fu, if you’re willing to come to our law firm a few more times in the future, our business volume will definitely rise sharply.”

Fu Qingli knew this was just polite talk for bringing in business. “Director Liu, people who come to you all have troublesome matters. I’d rather come less.”

“If you changed careers and opened a teahouse, though, I wouldn’t mind visiting every day.”

Liu Xu laughed loudly. In the past, she had heard Tang Lin complain plenty about Fu Qingli being a useless, acting-obsessed fool. Now it seemed that “hiding her depths” would be more accurate.

“What troublesome matter does President Fu have? Let’s see if I can help.”

Fu Qingli rubbed her index finger along the teacup. “This time, it actually isn’t my troublesome matter. My mother was impulsive before and gave away a house. It’s quite valuable. Director Liu, do you think it can be taken back?”

Liu Xu thought: If you said it was your friend, I’d definitely know it was you. But Fu Qiqin? I’ve never heard of her doing anything absurd.

Unable to be sure, Liu Xu handled it formally. “As for gifts, as long as it isn’t a public-welfare or moral-obligation type of gift, it can certainly be revoked, as long as your mother hasn’t completed the transfer of ownership.”

Fu Qingli swallowed a mouthful of tea. This sip of tea was a little too bitter.

“I’ll ask my mother in detail about the transfer. What if the ownership has already been transferred and the certificate replaced? We always need to prepare for the worst.”

Liu Xu raised a brow and made an expression that was not optimistic. “If there is evidence proving that your mother made an erroneous declaration of intent due to fraud, coercion, or something of that nature, then I still have some confidence in winning a lawsuit.”

Fu Qingli set down the teacup. She truly could not drink this tea anymore.

Liu Xu carefully observed Fu Qingli’s expression and actually tasted a trace of despair from it.

Thinking of how Tang Lin had shown no concern toward the rumors of the Fu family going bankrupt, Liu Xu secretly thought that the mother and daughter were probably just holding themselves together. See? Now they were already counting on how to recover a house they had given away.

Naturally, Fu Qingli knew what the other woman’s assessing gaze meant. That was precisely why she had deliberately asked Tang Lin to find a lawyer who knew the situation well. That way, she did not need to worry about the matter spreading.

Since things had already reached this point, Fu Qingli thought of another even thornier issue and could not help asking, “Director Liu, do you have much experience in relationships?”

Liu Xu choked. This could not have been Tang Lin asking her to probe, right? She answered vaguely, “I’m already in my thirties. Compared to my age, not much.”

Fu Qingli did some calculations. Twenty-something times. That experience should be enough.

Fu Qingli spoke directly. “My mother wants to break up with the other party. Do you have any good methods?”

Liu Xu’s ears instantly perked up. Her eyes shone as she eagerly asked, “Did the other party take nude photos to threaten her?”

Fu Qingli was a little shocked by Liu Xu’s imagination and directly denied it.

Liu Xu asked, “Is the other party a commercial spy who has gotten hold of President Fu’s weakness?”

Fu Qingli suspected Liu Xu had watched too many melodramas. “No.”

Liu Xu slapped the table. “Then just break up directly!”

Fu Qingli said, “That’s what I… think too. How exactly should it be done?”

Liu Xu shook her leg. “Isn’t that simple? I have one thousand and eight breakup methods. Which kind do you want?”

Fu Qingli made a gesture of invitation. “Something simple and thorough.”

Liu Xu raised her brows and began teaching Fu Qingli from experience. “If the other party is the independent and rational type, just say you don’t love them anymore and break up. If they’re a love-brain who keeps clinging and won’t let go, block their calls, move house, disappear, or directly find the next one. As for someone with strong maternal instincts and a lot of love, say you discovered your ex-girlfriend ran off while pregnant, and you have to take responsibility for her…”

Liu Xu saw that while she spoke, Fu Qingli kept shaking her head, and she felt deeply struck. “If the other party is the fierce and shrewish type, then I’ve got no solution either. If you get beaten, remember to call the police.”

Fu Qingli said, “The childish type. The moment breaking up is mentioned, she either changes the subject or avoids it.”

Liu Xu suddenly remembered a case a friend had introduced to her last month. The mistress had looked like an innocent girl who had only just come of age. Realization dawned on her, and she hurriedly asked, “Is the other party an Omega?”

Fu Qingli was puzzled. What was an O? Some kind of abbreviation for scheming bitch?

Seeing that Fu Qingli had not realized the seriousness of the issue, Liu Xu directly exposed it. “Did your mom make you a little sister? The mistress is buying time!”

Fu Qingli’s mind flashed to Shen Chaomu’s fair, flat stomach, and she was just about to deny it.

Then she remembered that glittering diamond ring, and her expression suddenly froze.

Could it be that in order to make Shen Chaomu a foil for the female lead, the movie’s screenwriter had added this kind of melodramatic dark history to her too?

How long did pregnancy take before the belly started showing?

What if the original body had been intimate with Shen Chaomu a few days ago? It was hard to say whether there was already one now. Or maybe it had happened even earlier, only that she was not showing yet. Could this be why Shen Chaomu refused to break up?

Liu Xu suppressed her restless gossiping soul and comforted her, “I was an only daughter for more than ten years too. When my mommy suddenly had a big belly, I felt upset for a long time as well. This process is hard to accept, but there’s nothing that can be done.”

Fu Qingli must not be foolish enough to do anything illegal or criminal! For example, forcing an Omega to abort!

Fu Qingli lifted her head and looked at Liu Xu, her gaze complicated.

You gained a younger sister. What I might gain is a green hat and a stepdaughter.