"You haven't finished the interview yet, don't leave."
"Meng Jingwei, are you escaping reality?"
"What exactly is going on?"
"Qing Muye has already dealt with all his assets. Will your family be left on the streets?"
"Your family is bankrupt, and you still have the mood to film. Are you trying to ride your husband's coattails?"
"You've never acted before, and you're the second female lead as soon as you join the crew. Are you using your own money to get the role?"
...
The reporters began to speculate maliciously, their words incredibly harsh, like salt in a wound.
Meng Jingwei, dressed in her costume, her long sleeves enveloping her slender fingers, also concealed her tightly clenched fists.
At this moment, Su Meiyi walked over.
She tilted her head, glancing at the group of reporters not far away, then at Meng Jingwei's rather grim expression, "Are you... alright?"
Ever since aligning with Meng Jingwei, Su Meiyi's attitude towards her had undergone a complete reversal.
"I'm fine."
Meng Jingwei replied indifferently. Perhaps due to her poor mood, she didn't wish to say more.
Su Meiyi walked with her towards the set and said as they walked, "To be honest, I really admire you. Qing Muye is bankrupt, yet you chose this moment to reveal the secret of your 'fake divorce' and are willing to step forward to bear everything. I don't think many women could do what you're doing."
Initially, Su Meiyi harbored great hostility towards Meng Jingwei, feeling that her appearance threatened her position.
But gradually, she discovered that Meng Jingwei was truly capable, like a pearl buried in the desert, destined to shine with her unique brilliance sooner or later, unable to be hidden.
"We're family, it's only right." Meng Jingwei tugged at her lips and shrugged helplessly, "I'm going to film. Let's talk later."
Perhaps, only by immersing herself in work could she forget all the pressure.
Qing Muye's multiple companies had successively gone bankrupt. Qing Muye was powerless to turn the tide, and she was even less able to salvage the situation. All she could do now was go with the flow and strive to survive.
Yes, strive to survive.
Tang Wanxing's suppression was just the beginning. If they couldn't endure this, then death would await them.
Could he, by himself, turn the situation around?
Meng Jingwei was not sure.
Knowing Meng Jingwei was in a bad mood, Su Meiyi didn't want to disturb her further. She merely walked to the side of the male lead, Li Shang, and whispered to him, "Meng Jingwei is not in a good mood right now and might have trouble getting into character. Please be considerate of her later."
Li Shang took advantage of the break to adjust his hairstyle. He looked at Meng Jingwei's retreating back and let out a long sigh, "I know. After all, she taught me martial arts for a few days. I call her 'Master,' I understand."
On set, Meng Jingwei got along well with Li Shang and Su Meiyi, and she was also very enthusiastic towards the crew staff, winning the favor of many.
The only one who was confrontational was Tang Wanxing, but Tang Wanxing had thrown in the towel and left.
This was perhaps the only consolation for Meng Jingwei: no one on set would target her.
...
Meanwhile, on the other side.
Shi Ran, also in Lan City, was resting at home. She opened her phone to find news about Meng Jingwei and Qing Muye flooding the screen.
Initially, she was concerned about Yuan Wei, but seeing Meng Jingwei and the others in trouble now, Shi Ran couldn't help but feel extremely worried.
Unable to sit still, she immediately took her phone and called Meng Jingwei.
"Ring, ring, ring..."
The sound of the phone ringing felt like an ordeal to Shi Ran, but the other party stubbornly refused to answer.