After the Harem Novel’s Female Lead was Spoiled by the Comments - Chapter 39

After sending Wen Hebai onto the nanny van, Yan Qingwen returned to the presidential suite at the hotel to handle work.

During the video call, Chen Zhien mentioned the Jiang family’s recent movements. She heard that they were close to persuading the Liao family to invest in Jiang Corporation’s new energy vehicles.

Thinking of Jiang Yunhan and Liao Song traveling together, Yan Qingwen’s expression became subtle. There was no evidence proving the two matters were necessarily connected, but she felt they were definitely related.

“Has Zhuang Yi made any moves?”

Chen Zhien reported, “He was hospitalized.”

Yan Qingwen’s brows lifted slightly, and she thought inwardly: had Zhuang Mei’s side acted this quickly?

In the next second, Chen Zhien revealed the truth. “But he wasn’t sick. He only used the opportunity to go to the Liao family’s hospital. He originally wanted to specifically request Doctor Liao to see him, but probably discovered that Doctor Liao was on vacation. So he didn’t even do any examinations and quickly processed his discharge.”

Yan Qingwen: “…”

Zhuang Yi’s various actions seemed to confirm what Jiang Yunhan’s inner thoughts had said. Those confidantes who had seemed to fall for him by chance and coincidence were all actually the result of him deliberately targeting and seducing them.

If he knew Jiang Yunhan had come into contact with Wang Qihuan, wouldn’t he be even angrier?

Oh, and there was also Qi Zange by her side. She was not sure whether the current Zhuang Yi already knew her identity…

Thinking of this, Yan Qingwen called Qi Zange in and asked, “Does Zhuang Yi know your identity?”

Qi Zange froze for a moment, then quickly realized who Zhuang Yi was. She said, “He was once the young master of the Zhuang family. He also came into contact with some secrets of Shenji Sect, and we cannot rule out the possibility that a traitor revealed the current situation of the Zhuang family and Shenji Sect to him. If he investigated my background, I definitely couldn’t hide it from him.”

Yan Qingwen thought that this might explain how Zhuang Yi knew Qi Zange’s identity and turned her.

However, according to the setting in The Dragon King Returns, Zhuang Yi only encountered Qi Zange after gaining control of Yan Corporation. He could use the convenience of his position to set up a trap and lure Qi Zange in. Now that Yan Qingwen had not given Zhuang Yi a chance to approach, how was he going to turn Qi Zange?

At this moment, Qi Zange was also thinking back on Jiang Yunhan’s inner thoughts. Recently, she had been deeply unsettled by his assertion that she would betray Zhuang Mei. Just now, she had encountered Jiang Yunhan at the hotel, and just as she was about to go forward and inquire about more information, Yan Qingwen had called her over.

Qi Zange brushed away the distracting thoughts in her mind and said, “President Yan, the Deputy Sect Master means that Shenji Sect failed to plant forces in K City. This is Shenji Sect’s disadvantage, but it is also Zhuang Yigu—Zhuang Yi’s disadvantage. K City is President Yan’s home ground. The Deputy Sect Master needs President Yan’s support.”

The reason Yan Qingwen had not dared to act rashly before was because she was worried that the forces behind Zhuang Yi would seep into K City and cause unnecessary trouble.

Now it seemed that Zhuang Yi did have helpers in K City, but they were not enough to shake the foundations of K City’s major families.

Yan Qingwen’s gaze sharpened. “Although I agreed to cooperate with you, I am not your gun barrel—you don’t get to point somewhere and have me shoot.”

Qi Zange’s heart trembled. She hurriedly said, “The Deputy Sect Master absolutely did not mean that. Because there may be traitors within Shenji Sect and the Zhuang family, the Deputy Sect Master is being restrained and cannot act conveniently, so she can only rely more on President Yan.”

Yan Qingwen had always believed only thirty percent of such flattering words. But their cooperation was also like a game in the business world. Whether she won or lost depended entirely on whether she could seize the initiative.

Yan Qingwen lowered her eyes and said, “As my secretary, you will often be exposed in public. He will inevitably notice you. When the time comes, he will definitely think of every way to approach you. Be mentally prepared.”

Qi Zange nodded heavily. “I will handle it carefully.”

In truth, the reason the Deputy Sect Master had allowed her to continue staying by President Yan’s side was to lure the snake out of its hole and make Zhuang Yi discover her, then mistakenly believe that the Deputy Sect Master intended to make a move against the Yan family. If there were traitors inside Shenji Sect and the Zhuang family, then the other party would inevitably reveal their tracks.

Yan Qingwen’s three-day vacation passed in the blink of an eye. On the morning of the third day, because there was an urgent matter at Yan Corporation that required her personal attention, she returned to K City first.

Wen Hebai still had to record for another day and did not even have time to see her off.

When she returned to the hotel’s presidential suite at night, she felt it was empty. Seeing the message Yan Qingwen had sent after getting off the plane in the afternoon to report her safe arrival, she could not help sending her a message: “Wife, you left something at the hotel.”

Two minutes later, Yan Qingwen replied: “I confirmed with Xiao Qi. Nothing was left behind.”

Wen Hebai burst out laughing. President Yan really was so one-track-minded!

“You left behind your dear Ah Bai!” She even attached a selfie of herself lying on the bed.

Yan Qingwen replied with a [pretty girl silence.jpg] meme.

Wen Hebai’s hand trembled. President Yan actually knew how to send memes now?!

The person on the other end of the phone was not actually Yan Qingwen herself, right?

“Wife? Are you okay?” Wen Hebai’s heart was trembling. Her level of shock was no less than when President Yan had publicly confessed to her.

Across the screen, Yan Qingwen seemed not to know her shock and even replied very seriously: “I’m fine. Did something happen to you?”

“I’m not fine. I miss you a little, so much I can’t sleep.” Wen Hebai’s fingers typed faster than her brain could turn. After she sent the words, she began to regret it.

She usually teased Yan Qingwen too much. Now that she was rarely serious for once, she instead became nervous as if she had done something wrong. Her heart beat like a drum, her throat tightened slightly, and she anxiously waited for judgment from the other end of the phone.

In K City, inside Yan Qingwen’s room, the beauty who had just come out of the bath was operating her phone with one hand while drying her hair with the other. Suddenly, her fingertips paused.

A droplet of water from the end of her hair fell onto the phone screen, enlarging the word “miss,” then enlarging it again.

Yan Qingwen’s heart thumped fiercely. Her hand shook, and the water droplet slid down the screen, leaving a streak behind. The cold water touched her fingertip, and her fingertip could not help trembling too.

After a long while, the screen was about to dim. Yan Qingwen tapped it, wanting to reply with something, but for a while, she could not think of the right words. Another thirty seconds passed. Only after the screen had completely gone dark did she steady her mind, light up the screen again, and type: “Then come back earlier after you finish recording.”

Wen Hebai buried her face in the pillow, laughing until her ears turned red.

President Yan did not know how to say sweet words. This sentence was probably the most straightforward expression of longing she could manage.

“Then when I come home, will you be waiting for me at home?”

President Yan’s answer was vague. “Depends on the situation.”

The next day, the production team ended today’s filming tasks early.

Wen Hebai and Wang Qihuan were both flying guests. After recording this episode, they would each go off to their own schedules, and no one knew when they would cooperate again. So several regular guests invited them to eat seafood barbecue.

Wen Hebai glanced at Wang Qihuan and said, “Teacher Wang is allergic to seafood. Should we eat something else?”

Wang Qihuan’s expression was faint, and she looked somewhat unwilling to interact with people. “I can skip the seafood. Eat whatever everyone wants. No need to mind me.”

Since the other party did not appreciate the kindness, Wen Hebai had nothing more to say. “Then let’s go!”

When they arrived at the seafood plaza, their group attracted the attention of tourists. However, this was their private itinerary, so no one came forward to disturb them. Their fans only followed behind to take photos.

“Wenbao!” In the crowd, a fan greeted Wen Hebai.

Wen Hebai began chatting with the other party. After learning that she was a local, she asked, “Then do you know which shop has good seafood barbecue?”

This fan excitedly pointed to a certain shop. Although its environment was not particularly good, it had been praised by the gourmet Li Jinglei.

Wen Hebai exchanged glances with the other guests and said with a smile, “Then let’s go with this one!”

The fan’s face flushed red with excitement, and she could not help chatting with the people around her. “Wenbao really pampers her fans!”

Wang Qihuan gave a “tsk,” pushed aside the person blocking the way in front of her, and prepared to enter the shop first.

Suddenly, someone firmly grabbed her wrist, gripping it hard enough that it hurt a little.

She turned back and was just about to lose her temper when she met a pair of cold eyes. In that instant, a sense of danger surged into her heart, and her back inexplicably went cold.

“What are you doing?!” Seeing this, Wang Qihuan’s assistant hurriedly stepped forward to protect her artist.

“You bumped into someone. Don’t you know how to apologize?” Zhuang Mei’s eyes were half-lowered, her expression languid.

Tall and slender, she wore a white jacquard modified qipao top with a gold-thread mamian skirt beneath. Her clothing was like the person herself—dashing and neat.

Wang Qihuan pursed her lips. Her pride did not allow her to admit her mistake in front of so many people, but unfortunately, when she had shoved Zhuang Mei aside earlier, her mind had not been on this at all, and she had not noticed someone in front of her.

The assistant was afraid the other party would make the matter bigger and affect Wang Qihuan’s reputation, so she hurriedly said, “I’m sorry.”

Because she had not received an apology from the person who truly should apologize, Zhuang Mei had no intention of letting go.

Wang Qihuan’s wrist ached faintly from being squeezed. While struggling, she said angrily, “Let go!”

Noticing the movement here, Wen Hebai called out, “Lu Tie.”

Lu Tie reached out, preparing to rescue Wang Qihuan from Zhuang Mei’s hand. Unexpectedly, Zhuang Mei had predicted her move and raised her other hand to block it.

Lu Tie’s expression changed slightly, and she secretly exerted force.

Seeing more and more people paying attention here, and some people even raising their phones, Zhuang Mei expressionlessly let go.

Wang Qihuan rubbed her wrist, glared at Zhuang Mei, and hurriedly ran into the shop.

Since one of the parties involved had already run away, everyone discovered there was no excitement to watch and quickly dispersed. Only Zhuang Mei and Lu Tie were still locked in a standoff.

But when Wen Hebai walked over, she saw Lu Tie’s face was slightly pale, clearly at a disadvantage. Looking at Zhuang Mei, she did not even furrow her brows.

“Xiao Lu,” Wen Hebai said.

Seeing her, Zhuang Mei withdrew her hand.

Lu Tie also withdrew her hand and shook it behind her back several times to ease the discomfort in her wrist.

Wen Hebai was just about to say something, but Zhuang Mei had already turned and walked away.

“Sister Bai, the other party is a trained fighter. Should we investigate whether she came for you?” Lu Tie said in a low voice.

Wen Hebai looked thoughtfully at Zhuang Mei’s back. After a while, she patted Lu Tie’s shoulder. “How could she have come for me? No need to be so nervous.”

This was only a small interlude. Aside from Wang Qihuan being somewhat unhappy, the others did not pay much attention to it.

They ate barbecue for more than two hours. Since Wen Hebai still had to catch a flight, she returned to the hotel first to pack her luggage.

When she was almost back at the hotel, Wang Qihuan’s assistant suddenly called her. “Teacher Wen, have you returned to the hotel?”

“What’s wrong?”

“It’s like this. When we were about to return to the hotel, our car was hit. Now the driver and the car both have to wait for traffic police to come determine responsibility. Sister Huan has to go to the airport, and we’re afraid we won’t make it in time, so we wanted to ask if you could help give Sister Huan a ride.”

Wen Hebai frowned. “There was a crash? Is everyone okay?”

“Everyone’s fine. The car was hit in the parking lot. We hadn’t gotten in yet. It’s just… Sister Huan is furious.”

It was hard to explain clearly over the phone, so Wen Hebai simply asked the driver to turn around. Only after returning to the scene of the accident did she understand what Wang Qihuan’s assistant meant.

Because the person who hit Wang Qihuan’s car was none other than Zhuang Mei.

Zhuang Mei sat in the back seat of the car and did not get out from beginning to end. She only looked coldly through the car window at Wang Qihuan, who was furious enough to jump.

“You definitely did that on purpose!” Wang Qihuan said.

Wen Hebai also felt that things could not possibly be this coincidental.

However, Zhuang Mei did not offer a single word of explanation. Only when a Hongqi LS7 stopped beside her did she get out of the car and move into the new one. Before the window rolled up, she gave Wang Qihuan a smile of unclear meaning. Then the car drove away.

Wang Qihuan became even more certain. “She did it on purpose to get revenge on me!”

Wen Hebai said sarcastically from the side, “If you have the ability, chase after her and hit her back. Take revenge on her.”

“You—”

“Didn’t you say you’re going to the airport? Teacher Wang, are you leaving or not?”

Wang Qihuan gave a “hmph,” like a proud peacock. She held her head high, chest out, and clicked her high-heeled sandals as she got into Wen Hebai’s nanny van.

The sounds of “click, click” came from a car not far away. Very soon, a Weibo post from a marketing account appeared in the popular recommendations.

#WangQihuanCarCrashScareWenHebaiThoughtfulPickup#

Wen Puppy, as someone who has been through it: Boss Zhuang, you won’t get a wife if you act like this.

o(╥﹏╥)o I woke up and found there were fewer comments than yesterday. When I checked the backend, two more comments had been deleted by review—one was scolding the two “male leads” as dog things, and the other contained the word “dumb X.” Everyone, remember not to use these words anymore, or your comments will be deleted by review.