After Breaking Up, I Married the Dying Tycoon in a Flash
Chapter 126: Never Forget Your Roots

Chapter 126: Chapter 126: Never Forget Your Roots

Bian Yue spoke lightly, her voice carrying a hint of detachment, "Mr. Zhuang, thank you for your fair judgment just now, but I am not part of the art circle. Regarding the ensemble, I can only thank you for your kind offer."

Zhuang Boqi wanted to argue for more, but Bian Yue had already turned her gaze towards President Wang, who was looking gloomy. She spoke calmly and soothingly, "President Wang, I hope you remember our wager just now. The ’Palace Wall Snow’ project should be terminated as quickly as possible."

Wang Dan’an was both angry and furious, but Bian Yue was firm and did not back down, making it hard for him to confront her openly. He could only force a smile and said, "Of course, what I promised President Bian, I will fulfill."

Su Youxue stood silently to the side, as if muted, with bloodshot eyes. She looked at Bian Yue, heart filled with sorrow.

Bian Yue had achieved her goal. She gestured to anny to follow her as she left, leaving behind a group of people with mixed feelings.

Zhuang Boqi felt regret, but seeing Bian Yue leaving, he did not bother to stay or even bid farewell.

Leaving the two to look at each other speechlessly.

It wasn’t until Bian Yue was far away that Wang Dan’an looked at Su Youxue with a complex expression and said, "Are you satisfied now with the mess you’ve created?"

"What do you mean ’am I satisfied’? When I proposed this idea, didn’t you also not object? Now, do you want to pin all the blame on me?"

Su Youxue was no longer the passive newcomer in the entertainment industry she once was. Now, being favored by Li Sihe, she could afford to be somewhat capricious.

And hearing her such sharp retort, Wang Dan’an didn’t show anger but coldly narrowed his eyes at her, his smile tight.

After a moment of silence, he tore off his amiable facade, his voice hard: "Su Youxue, this was indeed our joint decision, but I hope you remember how you got to where you are today. Don’t forget those who helped you; one shouldn’t be too ungrateful!"

"’Palace Wall Snow’ was initiated by Li Sihe for me. I just didn’t want to be the lead actress, so I chose only a cameo. But now, you want to halt it because of your bet with Bian Yue, I disagree!"

Su Youxue stared at Wang Dan’an, her accumulated grievances vividly displayed as she laughed sarcastically, her beautiful face defiant, "If you dare, go tell Li Sihe that you’ve halted the project he just started. I believe he will not let you off lightly!"

Wang Dan’an truly didn’t know how Su Youxue could be so arrogant, almost delirious.

"Do you think that because you’ve been with Li Sihe for a long time, you are somehow superior? Su Youxue, the women around Li Sihe come and go, apart from Bian Yue who was once his fiancée, what else counts?"

Wang Dan’an’s expression was frosty as he coldly said, "I advise you not to be blinded by the fleeting favor; life is long, and there will come a time when you will need me!"

Su Youxue’s expression changed slightly, her deepest insecurities touched, and thus she fell silent as if mute, no longer responding.

As Bian Yue and anny left, anny couldn’t hide the smile on her face.

As the two walked under an umbrella, on the roads of a suburban film set in Xiangjiang, there were hardly any people around.

Under the umbrella, anny chatted non-stop.

"That Su Youxue, she wanted to slap you in the face, and now she got a taste of her own medicine!" anny sneered, venting her anger, "President Bian, I think you should have humiliated her a bit today."

Bian Yue smiled lightly, clearly calm, "I’m not interested in slapping her; we have no grudges. I just don’t want a competitor to appear on the market just like that."

"Indeed, at least Wang Dan’an said they won’t start the project."

"Mmh."

"But... such a big loss, someone has to bear it, right?" anny frowned, curiously asking, "Who do you think Li Sihe will ask to bear the losses?"

Bian Yue didn’t know, but...

"It surely won’t be me," she joked.

The sweltering summer heat was intensified by a typhoon hitting Xiangjiang, the temperature rising several degrees overnight.

Outside, the rain was pouring, yet inside the photography studio of the film crew, it remained stiflingly hot to the point that breathing felt heavy.

Bian Yue received a text message from Shen Jinci, consisting of just a few numbers.

He said, "It’s humid during the rainy season, I’ll bring clothes to Mrs. Shen tonight."

Bian Yue glanced outside and said, "It’s indeed very humid, and the roads are slippery after dark. Be careful driving."

Everyone was busy; Director Liu was setting up the scene, Yao Yimin and Yang Shan were discussing the script; although the two girls were enemies in the drama, they got along splendidly in real life.

Yao Yimin’s personality had improved a lot since the first time Bian Yue met her.

Director Liu, as if harboring top-secret news, had once pulled Bian Yue aside in the corridor, animatedly saying, "Bian Yue, Mr. Yao genuinely treats you as one of his own, I can see it!"

Bian Yue felt conflicted inside and didn’t know what to say for a moment.

When the film crew started functioning as Bian Yue had hoped, she became the only idle person and got up to buy cold drinks for everyone.

anny saw her taking an umbrella to go out and approached her with concern, saying, "Bian Yue, why are you going out alone?"

"To buy some cold drinks."

"Shall I come with you?" anny offered.

Bian Yue shook her head and opened her umbrella, "No need, it’s a long walk and inconvenient to drive in the rain. I’m fine by myself."

Bian Yue pointed at the slippers on her feet and then glanced at anny’s elegant high heels, "If you go out, I’d have to take care of you."

anny felt hit by the truth and laughed awkwardly, telling Bian Yue that she wanted orange juice.

Bian Yue agreed and headed out.

The cold drink shop wasn’t far, just 400 meters away, but it felt slow in the rain.

She wasn’t in a hurry, leisurely walking there, she asked the shop owner for over a dozen cold drinks and then headed back.

Li Sihe was there to meet Wang Dan’an, not for the "Palace Wall Snow" project; he merely wanted to know what Wang Dan’an meant by ’Miss Bian herself said to stop filming’.

Coincidentally on the road, he spotted a familiar figure.

Bian Yue was dressed in a simple white shirt and athletic shorts, shuffling in a pair of white plastic slippers, and holding an umbrella walking inside.

Her back was slender and delicate, her overly pale skin was eye-catching in the gloomy rainy weather.

Li Sihe hadn’t often seen Bian Yue in this appearance.

In his memory, she mostly wore dresses, elegantly dressed, proud and graceful, always looking at people with an air of noble disdain.

Thus, at this moment, he looked at her through the car window and felt her silhouette so familiar, yet so unfamiliar.

Li Sihe’s emotions were complicated as he watched in the direction of Bian Yue and instructed the driver to slow down the car.

The water on the ground was too deep, and he was afraid the rainwater would splash onto Bian Yue.

The driver also noticed Bian Yue struggling outside, glanced at Li Sihe through the rearview mirror, and cautiously said, "Mr. Li, should we let Miss Bian get into the car? There’s still some distance to walk."

Li Sihe retracted his gaze, his tone indifferent, he said, "Just go in directly."