After the Harem Novel’s Female Lead was Spoiled by the Comments - Chapter 23

“What nonsense are you talking about?” Liao Song was somewhat embarrassed and annoyed, but her hands did not stop removing the stitches.

After all, she was a professional surgeon. Her technique was very neat, and Wen Hebai did not feel even a bit of pain before it was done. At the same time, out of professional habit, Liao Song gave her a few medical instructions.

“I saw your eyes almost glued to him. If you don’t have those kinds of thoughts about him, would you need to act so concerned?” After saying that, Wen Hebai turned her head and asked Yan Qingwen to help her check the condition of the wound.

Liao Song did not quite believe it. “How did I?”

Wen Hebai immediately sought outside support. “Ask my wife if you don’t believe me.”

Liao Song turned her gaze to Yan Qingwen. Only after Yan Qingwen confirmed that Wen Hebai’s wound was recovering well did she say unhurriedly, “It’s also possible that you haven’t seen each other in many years, so you couldn’t help looking at him a few more times.”

“Isn’t that the same meaning?!”

Yan Qingwen’s expression was subtle, and Wen Hebai also looked at her with a smile that was not quite a smile. “Anyone with eyes could tell that the moment he appeared, you became like a different person. Especially like a little woman.”

“I didn’t.” Liao Song frowned. She did not feel that there was anything wrong with her behavior.

Admittedly, because she could hear Jiang Yunhan’s inner thoughts and discovered that he still cared about her, she had felt a trace of sweetness in her heart. But their relationship had been ten years ago, and that romance had not been especially unforgettable. How could she so easily rekindle old feelings with him?

Wen Hebai put away her smile, and her aura suddenly turned cold. She questioned coldly, “Then why did you inexplicably target my wife? Isn’t it because he once pursued my wife for seven years, and your mind became unbalanced?”

Liao Song opened her mouth. “I—”

She realized that she could not explain it clearly.

After she had finished watching the movie and encountered something related to the Yan family, she had indeed developed the thought of coming to see Yan Qingwen, just to let Yan Qingwen know that Jiang Yunhan cared more about her. Having Jiang Yunhan send her over had also been driven by hidden jealousy deep in her heart.

But thinking carefully, she found that this jealousy had come inexplicably.

Never mind that Yan Qingwen was already married. Even if she had not been married, based on the fact that there were no benefits or conflicts between them, Liao Song should not have developed this inexplicable hostility toward Yan Qingwen.

Could it really be as Wen Hebai said? Because Jiang Yunhan had pursued Yan Qingwen for seven years, while he and Liao Song had only dated for one year before breaking up, her mind had become unbalanced?

What kind of joke was that? Back then, she had decided to go abroad only after careful consideration, and the breakup had been a mutual decision between her and Jiang Yunhan. After going abroad, when she heard that Jiang Yunhan had not dated anyone else, she had indeed been happy for a while. But later, her studies became busy, and she gradually forgot about love and romance.

After returning to the country half a year ago, she had not paid attention to Jiang Yunhan either. But this reunion had made her fall in all at once.

Liao Song’s mind was a little chaotic. She was unwilling to admit it and unwilling to stay here any longer, so she said goodbye.

After she left, Yan Qingwen gave an order to the security room. “From now on, Zhuang Yi is forbidden from appearing within one hundred meters of the Yan family residence. He is also forbidden from approaching any member of the Yan family.”

The two so-called male leads had to be dealt with one by one. From the current situation, Jiang Yunhan did not pose that great a threat to her. Instead, Zhuang Yi, who appeared to have a simple background and no power, made her feel troubled.

Judging from these few encounters, Zhuang Yi was deeply scheming and calculated every step carefully. He would also shape different images of himself according to each “female lead’s” different personality. He knew that she hated arrogant and rude people, so in front of her, he had always behaved with proper restraint. He knew that Su Jinyue was simple-minded, so at the restaurant, he created the fearless image of someone unafraid of power and brave enough to stand up for a girl.

She was not worried that she would step into the love trap Zhuang Yi had set, but she was afraid that Zhuang Yi had some backup move. For example, the [Comments Section] mentioned that Zhuang Yi could kick someone to death with one foot. If she continued to leave him alone, what if one day he went insane and attacked someone around her?

As for how “Female Lead No. 3,” Liao Song, had been attracted to Zhuang Yi in the “original novel,” she did not know. But that was no longer important, because Liao Song currently seemed to care more about Jiang Yunhan.

Although she could see that Liao Song’s condition was not quite right and seemed a little like she had been forcibly dumbed down by the protagonist halo, Liao Song was not Su Jinyue. With Yan Qingwen’s relationship with Liao Song, and without any benefit involved, she would not go to the trouble of worrying about this.

Wen Hebai looked as if she had not taken those three people or what had just happened to heart at all. She pushed her sunglasses up to the top of her head and suggested, “Let’s go watch a movie too!”

“Too?” Yan Qingwen was puzzled.

Wen Hebai said, “When Liao Song came close just now, she had the smell of popcorn on her. They must have gone to watch a movie.”

Yan Qingwen had not smelled it. But this was not something worth dwelling on. She said with little interest, “Not going.”

“It’s a movie produced by your Shengyan Media.”

With one sentence, Wen Hebai easily grasped Yan Qingwen’s weakness.

The two drove to a shopping plaza in the city center. The cinema there had been invested in and built by the Wen family. Not only on weekends, but even on weekdays, the flow of people was especially large. Although they were dressed simply and casually, and wore hats and sunglasses, the temperament cultivated since childhood could not be concealed by a hat and sunglasses. As soon as they appeared, they immediately drew attention.

“It’s Wen Hebai, and President Yan!” This was the voice of an ordinary passerby.

“Ah— It’s my Wenbao!” This was the excited cry of Wen Hebai’s fan.

While fans and passersby stopped to watch, some people had already silently taken out their phones, snapped photos of the two in the same frame, and posted them online.

Wen Hebai confidently and generously greeted the fans. Yan Qingwen, who had long since mentally prepared herself to do business, also smiled and nodded. She did not need to say anything, because as long as she appeared at the cinema, the goal of promoting the movie had already been achieved.

Related trending searches soon appeared online. One netizen sharply commented: “Best Actress Wen accompanies President Yan to her own cinema to watch a movie filmed by the rival company. The world of you XQLs is so complicated.”

The CP fans who examined the photos with an eight-times magnifying glass had an even stranger angle: “Is that a hickey on President Yan’s neck?”

“Fake CP—eats CP dividends, milks CP fans, and privately kisses and books rooms with other people of the opposite sex. Real CP—fights to the death at the mall during the day and fights until the world turns upside down in bed at night.”

After coming out from the movie, Yan Qingwen noticed that when many people secretly looked at them, their gazes would quietly stop on her neck. Her heart skipped a beat. Could it be that the concealer had been rubbed off by her hair again?

The first thing she did after getting into the car was pull down the mirror and check. She found that the mark was not obvious. If one did not look carefully, one would not be able to notice it at all.

Then why were those people all staring at her neck? President Yan, who dominated the business world, could not figure it out no matter how hard she thought.

Wen Hebai, who roughly knew the inside story, did not make a sound and secretly rejoiced that President Yan did not use Weibo.

Little did she know that Yan Qingwen, whose mind was full of work, returned home and immediately called Shengyan Media to ask about online public opinion, while also telling them to seize the opportunity to promote the movie.

While watching the movie this time, she had also conveniently looked at the film’s various data. Its investment cost exceeded three hundred million. After ten days in theaters, the box office was 450 million, and the final box office prediction was only around 900 million, far below expectations. It could only barely break even, and it would be difficult to gain more profit.

There were many reasons for the poor box office. For example, the release date fell during a slow moviegoing season. Another reason was that this movie had some flaws in both plot and production. Even the lead actors were not traffic stars.

Since the quality was lacking, publicity would have to make up for it.

Shengyan Media reported to her, “The publicity arrangements have already been made.”

Yan Qingwen gave an “Mm” and was preparing to end the call when the person on the other end hesitantly asked, “President Yan, about the online discussion regarding your and Madam’s private life, do we need to handle it?”

Yan Qingwen was puzzled. “What kind of discussion?”

The other person found it difficult to say. “It’s… Well, why don’t you go online and take a look yourself?”

President Yan finally realized something. She downloaded Weibo, registered an account, followed the guide into the trending searches, and began exploring how to use Weibo.

Who knew where she tapped, but she entered a Super Topic called “QingBai.” The content inside made her pupils quake—

Find a Way to Support Wenbao: “I hereby announce that my Wenbao is the 1!!!”

Wenbao Is the World’s Mightiest Top: “Hehe, President Yan probably has even more hickeys on her body, right?”

Big I Orange: “Spreading a rumor: President Yan was probably pinned under Wenbao and doi’d for three hours last night! [slippery.jpg]”

Yan Qingwen: “…”

As expected, what kind of idol there was determined what kind of fans there were.