The Young Matriarch
Chapter 696 - Chapter 696 Chapter 696 The Ancestor Makes a Move Tong Qingyan

Chapter 696: Chapter 696: The Ancestor Makes a Move, Tong Qingyan Faints Chapter 696: Chapter 696: The Ancestor Makes a Move, Tong Qingyan Faints Tong Qingyan’s heart skipped a beat. What did that mean?

Ignoring the conflict she had with Liu Yuyou just moments ago, Tong Qingyan thickened her skin and approached, asking with concern, “Senior Liu, what happened?”

Liu Yuyou, her face still covered in elderly makeup, had lost the thought of removing it promptly. Anxious as if her life depended on it, she immediately dialed the director’s assistant’s number.

“Xiaohuang, what exactly did you mean by what you said just now? Why would you suddenly halt the screenwriter contract signing with me? Wasn’t the director very satisfied with my continuation manuscript?” Liu Yuyou asked anxiously.

She was confident that she was up to the task!

The assistant Xiaohuang said mysteriously, “I heard that the director found a new continuation. They say it’s as if Mr. Bai had written it himself!”

Liu Yuyou couldn’t help but shriek, “How is that possible?”

A little over a month before the college entrance examination, the latest two segments of “Records of the Mountain Moon” were discovered, completely overturning the content continued by her great-grandfather Liu Guansheng!

She spent months rewriting it.

With her talent, plus the identity of the great-granddaughter of Old Master Liu, becoming the latest screenwriter for “Records of the Mountain Moon” was a sure thing.

Unless Mr. Bai, the original author, climbed out of his coffin and wrote the rest himself.

Otherwise, she didn’t believe anyone could write a better continuation than hers!

The assistant Xiaohuang sounded somewhat helpless, “It’s the director’s decision; there’s nothing I can do.”

He consoled her, “It’s only a temporary halt to the screenwriter contract signing. It doesn’t mean we absolutely won’t use your continuation manuscript.”

The director was selecting the best from the best, extremely cautious.

“Records of the Mountain Moon” was a must-read for the whole nation. If it turned out poorly in the adaptation for the hundreds of millions of viewers, the director would inevitably be crucified.

The play was personally invested in by General Manager Duan. Who wasn’t aware of the Fourth Master of the Duan Family, a legendary figure in the business world?

General Manager Duan invested to make a profit, not a loss. If he, a petty director, messed it up and tarnished General Manager Duan’s reputation abroad, could he afford to offend Fourth Master Duan? He might as well not think about staying in China’s entertainment industry ever again.

After hanging up the phone, Liu Yuyou stared at her phone screen, unable to come back to her senses for a long time; her eyes gradually reddened and filled with blood.

She… had been pushed out by some minor character whose name she might not even know?

How could she ever accept that?!

Tong Qingyan, who was nearby, had heard every word and felt as if the sky were falling.

Liu Yuyou’s scriptwriting position was eliminated?

So the time she spent trying to please Liu Yuyou, serving tea and water during rehearsals, and even running errands to deliver materials for her… had all been in vain?

Tong Qingyan extended her hand, unconsciously stroking her swollen cheek.

The moment her fingers touched her facial skin, she grimaced with pain, taking a sharp breath.

It hurt.

She had earlier slapped herself hard to prevent Liu Yuyou from getting angry.

Could it be… she had slapped herself for nothing???

Had it all been a waste of effort?

Tong Qingyan’s head buzzed, and she nearly fainted from the surge of frustration and anger.

“Tong Qingyan? Tong Qingyan, don’t faint!”

“Campus beauty, hold on!”

A male student shouted, “Quick, call the doctor from the medical office, Tong Qingyan has fainted.”

Liu Yuyou’s face went ashen. She wasn’t the one who had fainted, so why had Tong Qingyan fainted?

Liu Yuyou walked outside. The phone she was clutching vibrated suddenly; it was a WeChat message.

Liu Yuyou’s heart leaped, thinking the production crew might have changed their minds and immediately unlocked her phone to check the message.

But the message was from her twin brother, Liu Yufei. It was a voice message, his voice frantic: “Sis, come back quickly, big brother’s mental illness seems to have gotten better!!”