Chapter 29: Time Will Prove How Much I Love You

Poor Ying Jing still doesn't know that Wen Yue was exiled by his second uncle for the sake of love; she might be begging for food under some overpass right now.

She first happily cooked a sumptuous meal.

Wen Fucheng knew she had returned, but since he hadn't finished handling some matters, he didn't go out.

Han Jiang had been severely scolded by him, and after hanging up the phone, he rushed to verify the situation.

He also began to deeply suspect what kind of background this person named Ying Jing actually had.

When he received Ying Jing's file, he was so angry that he immediately called the person in charge of the Shanghai competition division into his office.

This investigation revealed something critical: not only was Ying Jing's name missing, but the names of several others who were supposed to be key selections had also been wiped from the system across several major competition divisions.

Some people below had reported it, but for some reason, it never reached the upper management until the very end; it was clear that someone had been intercepting the information.

If it were just one or two omissions, there might be an explanation, but with such a large number, someone was definitely up to no good.

This was someone openly challenging the system of Dynasty Entertainment.

Han Jiang immediately ordered a thorough investigation, sparing no one.

Soon, the trail led to Shen Bingxi's assistant. Only Han Jiang and the heads of the competition divisions knew about the list in his hand. The heads would never dare to be so blatant. Sure enough, someone eventually stepped forward and said that Shen Bingxi's assistant had treated them to a meal.

Others from different departments had gone along at the time.

Colleagues who were on good terms often had dinners together, so they hadn't thought much of it.

They had drunk some alcohol that night, and they only vaguely remembered what was said or done.

They hadn't taken it seriously at the time, not knowing it would blow up to this extent now.

"Manager Han, how did the higher-ups find out about this!"

How did they find out? How did they find out? Han Jiang wanted to kill these people who were more trouble than they were worth. Instead of thinking of solutions when trouble arose, they were asking how it was discovered.

"I'm telling you clearly now: if this matter isn't handled well, everyone is finished. This was an order from President Wen himself."

It was fortunate that the matter hadn't blown up yet; if it had reached the internet and various discordant voices had emerged right at the start, it would have had a huge impact on the company.

Shen Bingxi was on her way back to the set at this moment, and it was clear she was in a good mood.

However, she couldn't smile for long. Her agent called her and told her to return to the company immediately.

"Return to the company? I just left the company, why go back? The production crew is pushing hard; I'm about to board a plane."

The agent on the other end of the line was furious, using a roaring tone with her for the first time. "Even if the sky is falling, you have to come back, and bring that assistant of yours with you. It was fine when you were just playing small tricks to suppress the crew and the newcomers of the same period, but you shouldn't have reached your hands into places you shouldn't touch. You'd better think about how to explain this to the company's top brass; even I can't protect you this time."

Shen Bingxi's first reaction was that the attempt to have her assistant get the list from Han Jiang had been discovered.

But didn't the assistant say it hadn't succeeded?

"What exactly is going on? Didn't you say you didn't find out any news about the list?"

The assistant looked at her, crying.

"Sister Shen, I swear, I really didn't lie to you. I was pretty drunk after dinner that day, and there were so many people at the scene, everyone was talking at once. I did vaguely hear a few names, but wasn't it you who said it was useless to get it if it was too little, so we didn't bother?"

The assistant had been by her side for so many years; she wouldn't lie, and she wouldn't dare to play tricks in front of her.

Shen Bingxi ultimately feared the company and returned to Dynasty Entertainment.

Little did she know that an undercurrent had already begun to surge.

As soon as Shen Bingxi arrived at Han Jiang's office, she was berated severely. No matter how desperately she tried to explain, the other party wouldn't listen.

"I said I didn't do it, so I didn't do it. I've always walked the straight and narrow."

"Give it a rest. How many people in the entertainment industry are actually innocent? It was fine when you played small tricks before, but now you dare to interfere with such a big project? Are you tired of your star career being too long?"

Shen Bingxi realized the severity of the situation and began to panic.

"I swear what I said is true. It's true that I had such intentions at the beginning, but the list never reached my assistant's hands, so I didn't pursue it."

"All the evidence now points to your assistant. Would your assistant dare to do this without your instruction?"

While lecturing her, Han Jiang had people go down to contact those whose names had been wiped, telling them to participate in the competition on the final day tomorrow and offering them certain compensation.

When Ying Jing received the call, she was truly bewildered.

She hadn't even contacted Wen Yue yet, so why had the staff contacted her, and with an attitude that had completely changed from their previous impatience?

They were so thoughtful that Ying Jing thought she was dreaming.

After confirming the time and place, she hung up the phone.

Facing a table of fragrant food, she had lost her appetite.

"What's wrong?"

Wen Fucheng put down his chopsticks and looked at her.

"Something magical happened. I guess things took a turn for the better!" She had been quite annoyed by this matter, but now it seemed all her frustration had vanished. "Wen Fucheng, let's go for a walk later! It's very cool today."

She was inviting him.

Even though there were many things to do since he had just arrived, he had delayed a lot of work because he wanted to see her.

But he still couldn't refuse.

Especially when facing the little girl's expectant eyes.

"Okay."

He hadn't intended to look at her phone, but he just happened to be sitting next to it. When the screen lit up with a message from Wei Yi, his peripheral vision caught it, and he saw a long, rambling paragraph.

That was what led to the subsequent series of events.

After dinner, Wen Fucheng dutifully accompanied Ying Jing for a walk.

They just walked around the residential complex.

The Shanghai river was right next to them, and the river breeze was cool, blowing the hem of her clothes.

Many people were playing nearby at this hour.

The sky was turning dark, and the city's neon lights were coming on.

From where they stood, they could see those iconic high-rise buildings.

Ying Jing pointed to one of them.

"Do you know what that building is called?"

Wen Fucheng certainly knew, but since the little princess asked, he had to pretend he didn't.

"What is it called?"

"It's called Ying Jing! That building is named after me. I heard from my brother that some mysterious tycoon bought that building."

Renting it out had always been at an astronomical price; Ying Jing didn't know how much capital it would take to buy the whole building.

"I wonder who is so lucky to own the Ying Jing building."

Wen Fucheng smiled and said nothing.

She walked slowly in front, and people passing by would greet her from time to time.

Even a child wanted to give her the balloon in his hand.

Before all the misfortune arrived, how happy and carefree she must have been, a pearl held in the palms of her parents and brother.

But why, in her past life, did she do so many extreme things just to get Lu Zishu?

"Ying Jing."

Hearing him call her name, Ying Jing turned back to look at him.

"Wen Fucheng, are you talking to me?"

"Why, why do you like me?"

"That question is a bit difficult. How about I spend my whole life telling you the answer?"