Chapter 191: Unforeseeable Precautions

Chapter 191: Unforeseeable Precautions

After Xiao Yuan's lawsuit concluded, the public opinion surrounding her had not yet subsided. The incident involving her accompanying clients for drinks was seen as testing the limits of the public's tolerance.

Thus, she was arranged by Tang Fei to commence with acquainting herself first with the plot of Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, with the aim to initially alter the public's perception of her as an adorable figure. This strategic move aimed to break through the acting barriers she encountered as she grew older. She would take on the role of A'Zhu, a gentle and tragic character, to redefine her on-screen presence.

The bond between sisters A'Zhu and A'Zi with Xiao Feng is emotionally more complex than that between Mu Wanqing and Zhong Ling. A'Zhu's gentleness and yearning for familial warmth ultimately lead her to sacrifice her life silently for the parents she never truly knew and her lover, embodying a character who craves love, deserves it, and understands the virtue of reciprocating affection. This parallels Xiao Yuan's deep-seated longing for familial love and connection, creating an emotional common ground between them. In terms of character temperament, Xiao Yuan can closely identify with these sentiments, seeking points of empathy that resonate deeply.

The optimal role for transformation.

Xiao Yuan expressed her heartfelt gratitude to Tang Fei profusely. After reading the script and the original work, she too developed a deep emotional resonance with the character A'Zhu.

Unfortunately for her, A'Zhu had Xiao Feng's love as well as that of her father, leaving her truly without anyone's affection.

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As the dust settled on Tang Fei's college entrance exam incident, He Baoyi found herself utterly outmaneuvered.

Upon learning of Tang Fei's college entrance exam results, she was convinced that Tang Fei was indeed Tang Song's daughter – one who could become a top scholar at will, even if she had spent her primary and middle school years playing without ever studying, and even without attending high school, she could still score over 600 on the exam.

Unexpected yet not completely unexpected, He Baoyi still harbored resentment towards herself, for repeatedly being hurt by someone with the surname Tang.

Of course, when an attempted harm backfires and angers the target, you must blame the victim for being too resilient, too hard to harm.

There's nothing to be done about it; with such a narrow-minded heart, they'll just have to fume in silence.

After obtaining Tang Fei's college entrance exam results, He Baoyi opted for a strategy of indifference, unwilling to inadvertently facilitate Tang Fei's success only for her to benefit from it.

Regrettably, when netizens engage in disputes, the more you suppress the heat, handle it coldly, or remove it from the trending topics, the more they believe that there's something sinister being concealed!

Netizen: I bet I'm right; you're the one trying to tone down the hype, aren't you? Otherwise, what else could it be?

There's a maneuver known as reverse psychology, where once piqued, the human inclination to defy only intensifies, single-mindedly charging forward. Consequently, Tang Fei's college entrance exam results became a topic fervently propelled by netizens, its heat rising relentlessly until a response was all but compelled.

He Baoyi generously invested both financially and effortfully to craft an image of Tang Fei as a brilliant prodigy, instantly dispelling any notion of her being illiterate.

Tang Fei's sole, undeniable blemish was thus washed clean by He Baoyi, through the leverage of connections and the power of money.

He Baoyi, with his narrow-mindedness, sulked at home for a full ten days, during which he smashed a set of porcelain, so consumed by anger that he clenched his teeth in his sleep.

For an entire month, He Baoyi found herself disheartened, encountering for the first time since her husband's passing a situation that money couldn't resolve.

A month after experiencing setbacks, He Baoyi grew increasingly resolute, embodying the spirit of rising from each defeat stronger than before.

Her first move saw Tang Fei fortuitously receive compensation; her second, a bribed junior editor was left disfigured and disabled, the makeup artist meeting a tragic end. On the third attempt, she bestowed upon Tang Fei the title of a positively influential artist.

Time and again, Tang Fei proved to be a vortex of misfortune, drawing profits to herself with whatever means she employed.

She wouldn't accept that!

No one can withstand an unrelenting assault.

In the garden on a sultry afternoon, the fierce sun beat down upon the lush grass, causing it to wilt. He Baoyi's gardener was busy watering the lawn with a hose, while He Baoyi himself sat within the cool shade of a towering ginkgo tree, sheltered by the pavilion. There, he enjoyed the natural breeze and savored iced fruit sherbet.

Her Persian cat sprawled on the floor, no longer cuddling in her arms, seeking relief from the warmth.

He Baoyi was in the midst of dialing Xing Le's phone number.

"Miss Yi."

"A'Le, how have you progressed in gaining Tang Fei's trust and establishing your place by her side?"

Not at all!

Zhou Weichuan himself accompanied them, entrusting the matter to no one else. Currently at the beck and call of both Zheng Haisheng and He Zhou, to whom could he possibly appeal for reason?

Not only had he lost his own assets, but the trip back home proved to be a fruitless endeavor.

Were it not for He Baoyi's insistence, Xing Le would not have remained at home, lingering until nine. He found fault with everyone he saw, and they, in turn, looked upon him with disdain. He had never been in harmony with the Zhou family.

"I'm sorry, Sister Yi, I didn't get it done."

"Your productivity seems to have diminished considerably."

"I'm sorry."

"I don't want to hear more apologies from you, A'Le. About everything that happened with Tang Fei, I want a full report, down to the smallest detail."

There was a brief pause on Xing Le's end, and then he began recounting everything from the moment he first encountered Tang Fei.

The phone call lasted for over five hours, until the afterglow of the sunset tinged half the sky with red. He Baoyi tapped the table thoughtfully and inquired, "A'Le, how much were you involved in Xiao Yuan's matter? Was this scheme orchestrated by Tang Fei behind the scenes?"

Xing Le: "My involvement was limited, mostly confined to the incident where I rescued Xiao Yuan. Beyond that, I'm not well-informed about the subsequent events."

"That should suffice. I'll handle the rest of the investigation. A'Le, winning a girl's trust—this is something Sister Yi doesn't need to teach you, right? Confess your feelings, win her over, and she will naturally trust you with everything and share everything with you."

"Sister Yi, I, I don't want to do that."

Xing Le suddenly stumbled over his words.

Don't you want to? Is it because your brother, Zhou Weichuan, has feelings for her that you refrain from competing?

"Not because I'm unattainable, but because my heart is already taken."

"Is someone there? A'Le has grown up too, who is that person? Do I know them? How is she? If you have the chance, bring her around for a visit, Sister Yi can give her a look."

He Baoyi's expression soured as if she had bitten into an unripe fruit, her brows knitting together before she set down the tiny spoon she'd been using to eat her ice dessert.

"I was merely infatuated."

Unrequited love, that's good; you're still technically single. Confess to Tang Fei, compete with your brother for her affection. Once you've accomplished this mission, how about Sis Yi personally assists you in winning her heart?

"I am unable to do so."

"A'Le!"

"I'm open to anything else, but I don't want to express my feelings to anyone other than her."

"Very well, let's leave it at that for now. If you don't confess, find another approach. I want to see you spending significant time with her."

"I'll find a solution, Sister Yi. Please rest assured."

Xing Le hung up the phone and then glanced over the project proposal for Dragon Saber. The role of Duan Yu was yet to be cast. Perhaps he could join the production as an actor. Tang Fei was deeply involved in this project; she would undoubtedly have a strong presence on set when the time came.

If he's part of the film crew, it could be said that he's essentially tagging along with Tang Fei.

After He Baoyi hung up the call, she promptly arranged for an investigation into Xiao Yuan's two older brothers and also looked into Xiao Yuan's recent circumstances.

"You won't always be so fortunate, just like your father and mother, who in the end had to slink away from the capital." He Baoyi stirred the melted shaved ice, "Drop by drop wears away the stone; with persistence, trouble will eventually find you."

He Baoyi stood there, lost in thought, when suddenly the nanny approached her to convey, "Sister Yi, your elder sister has arrived and is currently waiting for you in the living room."

He Baoyi's brows furrowed slightly. "Inform me before entering next time."

"Why? Isn't she your sister?"

He Baoyi shot her a sidelong glance. "New here? Don't take it upon yourself to make decisions for the master of the house, and don't ask why."

The nanny was so intimidated by the vicious glare that she dared not make a sound.

He Baoyi looked with satisfaction at the person she had intimidated, then broke into a smile. She strolled leisurely from the garden towards the living room. The gardener waited until she was far enough away before approaching the nanny and saying, "Don't worry, Sister Yi is just like that sometimes. It passes quickly. She's very generous, so just bear with it for now."

"I understand." The nanny let out a long sigh, still feeling a sense of lingering fear. "It was just too terrifying a moment ago."

Gardener: "Don't get too close to Sister Yi, just focus on your duties."

"Well, thank you," the nanny said, her pale face regaining some color as she caught her breath.