Her sudden appearance startled Hua Yao so much that she almost dropped her selfie stick.

Qin Fan steadily supported her hand. A flawless, stunningly beautiful face squeezed into the frame. She tilted her head. "Oh, so you're live streaming~"

"Ah, my face looks so strange."

Hua Yao quickly moved the camera away, afraid that a screenshot would be taken of them in the same frame.

It was no joke. She had beauty filters and effects on, making her face shape and features look perfect. However, when Qin Fan appeared, those features and her face shape were directly distorted.

Probably afraid that Qin Fan would follow her, Hua Yao stopped dawdling and quickly disappeared, trying to save face as she went:

"Sob sob, Miss Qin Fan really loves to joke."

Qin Fan's voice was clear and pleasant. "I'm not joking. Your phone's camera seems to be broken."

As Hua Yao's figure retreated into the distance, the puzzled expression on Qin Fan's face suddenly vanished, replaced by a cold glint in her eyes.

Jiang Rong let out a long sigh of relief. "Luckily, you reacted quickly."

Qin Fan had instantly countered Hua Yao's excessive beauty filters. Hua Yao wouldn't dare take the opportunity to accuse Qin Fan of clout-chasing, otherwise it would be a Pyrrhic victory.

After all, the image Hua Yao usually cultivated was that of a sweet girl whose natural beauty could hold up without makeup.

The two looked at each other and saw the same thing in each other's eyes—the relief of having survived a disaster.

If they hadn't reacted quickly, it would have definitely made a bad situation worse.

Online, this live stream incident with Hua Yao only spread within small fan circles and didn't cause a major stir.

Back in the nanny van.

Qin Fan leaned back in her seat, arms crossed, and quietly looked at her manager.

Waiting for an explanation.

Thinking about how she had acted on her own in President Lin's office, Jiang Rong cleared her throat guiltily. "Ahem, if I hadn't said that, believe it or not, President Lin would have decided to shelve you for a hundred years on the spot!"

Qin Fan hummed distractedly. "I can terminate my contract."

"Do you have the money?"

Qin Fan: "..." I have money, but it's all Xie Yanli's money. In her two years in the entertainment industry, she had only played small roles, spending her time honing her acting skills, and hadn't earned much...

Although she could freely use Xie Yanli's supplementary card, she recalled him asking her this morning if she remembered what she said when she entered the entertainment industry.

She was going to build her career on her own!

Using Xie Yanli's supplementary card to pay the termination fee was no different from asking him for help.

Qin Fan listlessly shook her head. "No... money."

Jiang Rong: "There you have it. I'll ask around and see if there's a chance to meet Director Pei Feng in person."

From what she understood, Director Pei's background was of the highest echelon. Even if the person targeting Qin Fan was also from the top tier, they would have to think twice before snatching away someone personally chosen by Director Pei.

However, Jiang Rong felt it was impossible for that person to be on the same level as Director Pei. After all, there were only a handful of families in that echelon. Who would be bored enough to go through so much trouble to spite a nobody like Qin Fan in the entertainment industry?

Hearing Jiang Rong's explanation, Qin Fan paused for a moment. As if thinking of something, she lowered her eyelashes, her tone a little faint. "Your line of thinking is correct."

The person working against her behind the scenes indeed wouldn't dare to provoke Pei Feng.

However—Pei Feng himself was even harder to provoke.

Geniuses have tempers.

Especially artistic geniuses; their tempers are even stranger.

Qin Fan watched the scenery flash by outside the window and closed her weary eyes, preparing to rest for a bit.

Just as the car grew quiet, Qin Fan's phone suddenly rang.

Jiang Rong quickly handed her the phone. "It's Film Emperor Fang, answer it quickly."

Qin Fan glanced at the caller ID. It was Fang Yuze, the male lead of a drama she had guest-starred in, a grand-slam-winning film emperor.

It was just that they didn't seem to know each other very well.

Although Qin Fan was surprised, she politely addressed him, "Teacher Fang? Can I help you with something?"

Fang Yuze was a very gentle and gentlemanly senior. His voice was soft. "It's nothing, I just happened to see the clip of your live stream with Hua Yao while scrolling through Weibo. I heard you want to audition for Director Pei's Feng Hua. Do you need an introduction?"

The fact that Qin Fan's resources had been snatched for the past two months was no secret in the industry.

Hiss—

Jiang Rong, eavesdropping beside her, sucked in a sharp breath. This was a perfect example of 'a light at the end of the tunnel'!

Qin Fan's arm was about to turn purple from her manager's pinching—

'Was there a need to be so excited?'

Just as she was about to thank Fang Yuze, he took the initiative to say, "I'm near your company right now. Would you like to meet and talk?"

Jiang Rong grew even more excited, mouthing almost silently beside her, "Say yes, hurry up and say yes!"

Qin Fan: "Okay, then let me treat you to lunch."

After crossing the road, the nanny van made a U-turn and headed back towards Mingyao Media.

The entire way, Jiang Rong excitedly discussed the timely help from Film Emperor Fang with Qin Fan, failing to notice the inconspicuous van that had made a U-turn not too far behind them.

The Xie Group was located in the very heart of Bei Cheng's financial district, occupying an entire skyscraper in a prime location where every inch of land was worth its weight in gold.

At three in the afternoon, the glass doors of the top-floor conference room slid open automatically. A group of elites in suits and leather shoes walked out, surrounding the tallest man in the center, who had a noble and cold appearance.

Xie Yanli listened to his team's report, his expression indifferent, only occasionally humming in acknowledgment or giving a simple negation.

The group only dispersed when they reached the elevator.

Xie Yanli went straight back to the president's office.

He sat down at his desk, preparing to handle the remaining documents for the day.

After handling a few documents, he raised his eyes to look at Secretary Wen, who was standing motionlessly opposite him. "Is there something else?"

Secretary Wen said nothing, silently opening a tablet and holding it under Xie Yanli's gaze.

Xie Yanli lowered his eyes—

The lit-up screen displayed the entertainment news headline page:

Earthly Fairy Qin Fan and Film Emperor Fang Yuze Share a Sweet Lunch, Suspected Relationship Exposed.