Director Liu's threats had lingered in her mind, becoming nightmares that pursued her relentlessly.
"It's alright, it's over now. He's already received his due punishment. Besides, the man will be paralyzed for the rest of his life, how can he possibly cause you trouble?"
Mu Feng tried his best to soothe her, stroking her smooth back as if to comfort her soul.
A warmth spread through Cheng Xiao's heart, and she leaned her head into his embrace, saying, "Thank you, Mr. Mu. I feel much better!"
"That's good. You were quite scared earlier. If you're still like this tomorrow morning, call me, and I'll get you some calming medicine," he patted her back.
"Mm, I know. Thanks!" She stuck out her small tongue, revealing a pair of charming dimples.
Mu Feng yawned, "Alright, I should get back to sleep. I have to drive early tomorrow."
"Oh dear, I almost forgot. I've disturbed your rest. You should sleep quickly. I promise I won't have any more nightmares!"
While the two drifted back into peaceful sleep, Director Liu, now like a mummy, was receiving treatment alone in a hospital in a nearby county.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. His eyes widened, and he muttered, "You cut off my livelihood and ruined my body. Just because you're the chairman, you can bully me as you please? I will absolutely not let this matter go so easily!"
"Dad, how did you end up like this? Who dared to do this? I swear I won't let them get away with it!"
A young man pushed open the hospital room door. This young man was Director Liu's son, who had rushed over upon hearing the news.
"Someone named Mu Feng. However, his background is not something I can compare with. We shouldn't even think about revenge!"
The young man firmly shook his head, "Absolutely not. Not only must this revenge be exacted, but it must be repaid a hundredfold, a thousandfold. Father, tell me, who is it? Your son is more than capable of killing him!"
Hope reignited in Director Liu's heart. He said with great satisfaction, "My son, you've grown up. You can handle things independently. He's in the film crew, probably enjoying himself with that little star right now!"
"That damned fellow, I'm going to kill him right now!" With that, the young man started to leave the room.
Director Liu quickly called out to his son, "Don't be rash. His methods are ruthless. You're no match for him in a direct confrontation!"
"Since we can't fight him head-on, we'll use our wits. Isn't he in the film crew? We'll bribe the crew's chef, and poison his food!" A sinister grin spread across the young man's lips.
Director Liu was shocked, "What are you saying? Are you insane? Poisoning the crew's food directly? Wouldn't that kill everyone?"
He still had some reservations. After all, if so many people died at once, the karma would be too heavy for him to bear.
The young man said indignantly, "Dad, so what if they die? When you were suffering, did any of them help you?"
Director Liu shook his head helplessly, "The situation was special at the time, no one helped!"
"Then that's it, isn't it? If they had all attacked together, couldn't they have saved you? They didn't care about your life, why should you care about theirs?" the young man argued righteously.
His eyes lit up, "That makes a lot of sense. Since no one cared about my life, why should I care about theirs?"
Saying this, he immediately clasped his son's hands, "My son, whether revenge can be achieved depends on you. You must poison him!"
"Don't worry, I have a potent poison here. It's colorless and odorless. Isn't it simple to kill him?" The young man's lips curved into a slight smile.
"My son has grown up, he's grown up..." Director Liu patted his son's hand, filled with pride.
Thus, the young man set off that night, infiltrated the film crew, and planned to poison the next day's breakfast.
The night passed uneventfully, and soon it was the next day.
That morning, Mu Feng stretched and woke up. At the same time, Cheng Xiao also stirred.
"Mr. Mu, our chef's cooking is quite good. Please have breakfast before you leave. It's not good for your health to leave on an empty stomach!"
Cheng Xiao walked to the washbasin in the RV and began to meticulously wash up.
He nodded, "Then I'll make do with something. Wait for notification these few days. I'll have Mr. You withdraw his investment. This movie is likely doomed!"
"Actually, I prefer singing. Perhaps acting isn't suitable for me!"
"Besides, we haven't even reached the romantic scenes yet, and the male lead hasn't appeared. Once the male lead shows up, we'll have to film kiss scenes. Frankly, I can't accept that at all!"
Cheng Xiao shook her head. If it weren't for the company's requirement, she wouldn't have come to act.
Mu Feng coughed, "Since that's the case, forget it. That fellow named You told me about a good movie. Who knew it would be so disappointing?"
"Mr. Mu, you shouldn't blame Mr. You too much. He's quite pitiful now!"
Just as Mu Feng was about to speak, a cry of alarm came from outside the RV.
"Help! Quick, hurry..."
He froze, and without a second thought, he rushed out.
What greeted Mu Feng's eyes were several crew members, collapsed before the dining table, foaming at the mouth as if suffering from food poisoning.
Life was at stake, and Mu Feng immediately rushed over and began to check the pulse of one of them.
The crew's chef knelt there, weeping, "I really don't know how this happened! I prepared the breakfast normally today. The ingredients were fresh, and there was absolutely no mistake! Where did it go wrong?"
After checking the pulse, Mu Feng immediately realized the severity of the situation.
He said in a low voice, "These people have been poisoned!"
With that, Mu Feng began to extract the poison from the crew members using silver needles.
Cheng Xiao's face turned ashen with fear, "What? Poisoned? Who could be so heartless..."
The chef knelt and kowtowed repeatedly, "It wasn't me, it wasn't me!"
"I know it wasn't you. Did you see anyone suspicious last night?" Mu Feng asked expressionlessly.
He shook his head, "Mr. Mu, I really don't know. I drank quite a bit last night and went straight to sleep. I didn't see anyone suspicious!"
Mu Feng rubbed his nose and inquired, "Do you have any surveillance cameras over there?"
The chef slapped his head, "Yes, we do. I'll go check!"
Thus, he excitedly rushed to the crew's support vehicle. Soon, the chef returned, holding two damaged cameras, tears in his eyes.
"Mr. Mu, these cameras had their wires cut. This clearly shows someone has a grudge against me and wants to frame me!"
"It's over, it's over! It must be because I owe gambling debts, and those creditors came to cause trouble for me!"
The chef continued to embellish his story, crying incoherently.