Chapter 124 â Falling From Grace (3)
âFu Bainian-!â
Shen Yuâs angry voice echoed inside the office.
His hands were placed on the desk as he looked down at the man sitting in the chair behind it. At this moment, in this office, there was no boss and subordinate; only close friends.
He was practically shouting at Fu Bainianâs expressionless face.
âYou canât do this, do you hear me? We are now falling deeper and deeper! You canât let your emotions control your rationality, donât lose your mind!â
Apparently, since Shen Yu didnât usually yell at people, his voice sounded a little hoarse. After heâd finished shouting, he coughed violently.
Fu Bainian furrowed his brows, stood up from the chair, and then went to the coffee table and poured a cup of tea. âAre you done shouting? Here, moisten your throat.â
Shen Yu took the cup of tea, and after heâd finished downing the drink, he said, âFu Bainian, Iâm serious, I also have shares in those stocks. I canât let you continue down this path, or weâll all suffer a huge financial loss. Jiang Cheng is clearly waiting for that!â
After frantically saying all that, he stared straight at Fu Bainian, waiting for his answer.
âAre you done?â Fu Bainian said indifferently in response.
âLet me emphasise my point again; Iâm utterly serious this time! If you donât stop, then I will withdraw my investment!â
The two men glared at each other for a minute before Fu Bainian said, âOk!â
âWhat do you mean?â Shen Yu hurriedly asked. âAre you agreeing to stop?â
However, Fu Bainian shook his head. âYou leave first, and Iâll consider this matter again!â
Listening to his ambiguous words, Shen Yu seemingly sighed in relief. He patted Fu Bainianâs shoulder and said, âAlright, think about it carefully, I wonât bother you. Iâm leaving.â
After the office door closed behind Shen Yu, Fu Bainian sat on the couch and stared at the cup of hot tea, lost in his thoughts.
After a while, his phone rang. It was a new text message.
âFu Bainian, I havenât given up yet, so our marriage can't be considered as over! No matter what other people say, I will not believe it!!!â
Fu Bainian stared at the last sentence, especially the exclamation marks, for a long time. Suddenly, he smiled. It was a very shallow smile, but the corners of his mouth still rose slightly.
Half an hour later, Shen Yu received a phone call from Fu Bainian. The voice was as cold as usual. âShen Yu, stop it!â
Shen Yu was in the hall. After receiving the call, he couldnât help cheering. His money was saved, at least for the time being.
After heâd calmed down, he found that everyone around him was staring at him. He gave those people a bright smile. âIâm so happy today; Iâll treat you all to dinner tonight!â
And thus, everyone in the hall started cheering.
â¦â¦
In the evening, it was Lan Jinyaoâs turn to perform. She stood under the shadow of the tree, holding a long sword. Her figure was wrapped in a long white dress that fluttered along with her movements. Her actions were swift, yet elegant. She was flying fast with grace.
There were pink petals raining down around her; some landed on the ground, and some landed on her white clothes.
Such a magnificent scene stunned the crew.
Xiaolin pulled out her phone and aimed the camera at Lan Jinyao as she was performing her sword dance.
The woman captured in the camera looked cold, like a white lotus in the snow that exuded a chilly aroma.
âBrother Li, you see, Sis Meimei is really beautiful, right? She looks like a fairy spirit dancing in the breeze. Those eyes of hers are mesmerising.â
Li Qi was staring fixedly at the figure under the tree, unable to shift his eyes away. He unconsciously whispered, âYeah, such a beautiful person, I seem to have seen her!â
âWho?â asked Xiaolin in puzzlement.
However, Li Qi didnât answer her question.
A beat later, Xiaolin asked him again, âBrother Li, say, can I upload this clip to Weibo in advance? If itâs posted, itâll definitely cause a sensation.â
Li Qiâs attention was finally pulled back by her. He glanced at the video on the phone and exclaimed, âI didnât expect the pixels of your phoneâs camera to be quite so clear!â
âOf course, just donât look at the brand of my phone!â Remembering her question, she asked again, âWhat do you say, can I post it online? Regarding this, Jiang Cheng hasnât set any rules, right?â
âAbout this...you have to ask Jiang Cheng. I canât make the decision.â
At that moment, Li Qi found that everyone on set was staring at the pure white figure. Then, there was the sharp sound of a sword whistling through the air, and Xu Hao appeared. His face was masked by a black cloth, revealing only a pair of eyes filled with viciousness. A black and white figure, clashing in the air with their swords, were in an unusually intense fight.
Suddenly, Shen Weiâan appeared. She stood behind the group of staff members without anyone noticing her.
Xiaolin was still recording everything. Her camera wasnât only focusing on the fight between Lan Jinyao and Xu Hao, but also the surprised or stunned expressions of the staff.
Suddenly, a small movement caught her attention. A woman standing amongst the crowd bent down and picked up a small stone. Just as everyoneâs eyes were focused on the performance, Shen Weiâan threw the stone in her hand. The light shone on the long sword, reflecting a white light on a spot where a dark shadow suddenly appeared.
Lan Jinyaoâs right hand abruptly stopped moving, and Xu Haoâs sword stabbed into her chest.
âAHHH-â
By the time the scream was heard, it was already late.
The white figure had been stained with blood.
âDonât make a fuss; itâs just fake blood!â Li Qi yelled at Xiaolin, who was standing next to him.
Xiaolin examined the situation and patted her chest in relief, muttering under her breath, âBut, it looks like real blood. Fortunately, itâs just a blood bag prepared by the staff in advance.â
However, Li Qiâs expression soon changed, and he rushed to Lan Jinyaoâs side in large strides. As Xiaolin followed closely behind him, she looked back at the crowd and found that Shen Weiâan had disappeared.
âHuh, where is she?â
Lan Jinyao was lying on the ground. Li Qi quickly supported her head as he nervously asked, âHow could it become like this?! Wasnât the sword in Xu Haoâs hand just a prop? What kind of prop is so sharp?â
Xu Hao was also stunned. He blankly looked at the sword in his hand and unconsciously muttered, âHow could it be like this?â
When Jiang Cheng came closer, he was greeted with the sight of a figure dressed in white lying on the ground, and a group of people surrounding her.
He suddenly felt a burst of dizziness and almost fell to the ground.