Chapter 183: Let’s Call the Police

Wearing the Slimming Talisman, one could indulge in overeating without gaining weight. With a normal diet, changes in body shape would become noticeable every month, and these changes were completely healthy and harmless.

Of course, once a person reached a certain level of slimness, the talisman would stop working. It used spiritual energy to help the body expel excess impurities and waste, and once that was done, the slimming effect would naturally cease.

Jiang Xiaobai had been inspired to create this talisman after a conversation with Ming Zhu.

Ming Zhu had mentioned that many modern homebodies lacked exercise, leading to fat accumulation and a significant proportion of overweight individuals. Moreover, everyone faced the temptation of delicious foods—fried chicken, hotpot, cola, milk tea, desserts, snacks…

Overweight people suffered from health issues, while even those who were slim might feel distressed over a recent weight gain.

Of course, this didn’t apply to those who were too thin and wanted to gain weight.

Jiang Xiaobai thought this talisman had broad applicability and would make a great giveaway item.

As soon as she posted the Weibo update, comments began pouring in.

“For weight loss? I want it! Give me ten!”

“Official account, look at me! Pick me for the giveaway! I’m a VIP, I deserve this!”

“I’m stunned! I’m one of the five chosen ones? Is this a gift from heaven? I’m so touched, Sister Xiaobai, I love you!”

The five chosen fans, being loyal followers, naturally kept up with Jiang Xiaobai’s updates. When they realized they had been selected for this special gift, they were first shocked, then overwhelmed with joy and gratitude.

Xiaobai was so thoughtful—how could they not love her even more?

Most netizens were enthusiastic about the giveaway, treating it as a free gift they couldn’t pass up. However, some were unimpressed.

“Stop pretending to be mysterious. Do you really think you’re a fairy? Are these beads even worth a few cents?”

“You’re making such grandiose claims. What if the product doesn’t work? Wouldn’t that be embarrassing? You should leave some room for error, or how will you save face?”

But these skeptics were quickly countered by other netizens.

“You’re wrong. I’m telling you, it really works. I was one of the winners last time, and that bracelet is now my most treasured possession. I wear it everywhere and won’t let anyone touch it!”

“It works +1. I wasn’t a fan of Jiang Xiaobai before, but after winning, I became one. It’s truly magical.”

“Yes, my idol is a real fairy!”

The previous batch of calming talismans had been distributed to twelve individuals—two from the fan club and ten who had quickly commented or liked the post. While they may not have been die-hard fans, they were at least casual supporters.

They had treated the gifts with care, wearing them despite initial skepticism. Once they tried them, they immediately noticed the effects. Now, seeing people doubt the talismans, they jumped in to defend them.

Jiang Xiaobai didn’t mind the online discussions. After confirming the post was error-free, she moved on.

Meanwhile, Ming Zhu had already shipped out her first order.

She took this first sale very seriously and didn’t want to waste any time. As soon as Jiang Xiaobai finished making the bracelet, Ming Zhu rushed to send it out, hoping the customer would receive it as quickly as possible.

While they were busy, Dong Ran shared some news.

“Ding Haoran’s company has issued a statement confirming the cancellation of his concert.”

Jiang Xiaobai wasn’t surprised and simply nodded.

At this point, the concert couldn’t go on. Not only was Ding Haoran about to be taken in for investigation, but even without the lawsuit, he wouldn’t be able to perform. Otherwise, the backlash would be overwhelming.

Who knows? Someone might even throw vegetables and eggs at the stage.

“Serves him right. He tried to use Sister Xiaobai, and during practice, he kept nitpicking…”

Ming Zhu snorted, clearly still annoyed.

She had been furious that day. Sister Xiaobai had worked so hard during the rehearsal, but Ding Haoran kept finding fault. If he was so talented, why didn’t he rewrite the lyrics and melody like Chao Nan did?

What a loser!

Jiang Xiaobai handed Ming Zhu fifteen talismanic bead bracelets, instructing her to ship them out after the giveaway winners were announced. Ming Zhu eagerly accepted them and nodded in agreement.

Just then, there was a knock at the door.

All three of them froze.

Jiang Xiaobai’s private residence was supposed to be a secret. They had never shared the address with anyone, fearing paparazzi harassment. Even deliveries were handled outside, so it couldn’t be a delivery person.

“Could it be Ding Haoran? Did he track down your address to seek revenge?” Ming Zhu suddenly suggested, her entire body tensing up.

She immediately ran to the kitchen, grabbing a kitchen knife, a rolling pin, and even a broom, which she shoved into Jiang Xiaobai and Dong Ran’s hands.

After arming herself, she peered through the peephole and was startled by what she saw.

“There are so many people outside! Some are even wearing sunglasses! We’re doomed. Sister Xiaobai, let’s call the police!” Ming Zhu was on the verge of tears.

So many people?

Jiang Xiaobai frowned and cautiously approached the door.

The knocking came again—two firm, deliberate knocks.

Jiang Xiaobai looked through the peephole and almost thought her eyes were playing tricks on her.

This couldn’t be real!

She was visibly shaken, and Ming Zhu, seeing her reaction, became even more convinced of her theory. She pushed Jiang Xiaobai behind her, brandishing the kitchen knife at the door, and whispered, “Sister Xiaobai, don’t be afraid. If we stay quiet, they can’t get in!”

But her voice was trembling.

Dong Ran also approached cautiously, broom in hand.

“It’s fine. I’ll open the door.”

Jiang Xiaobai took a deep breath and pushed Ming Zhu aside, opening the door under her horrified gaze.

Outside stood a group of people—men and women. The leader was a man with a commanding presence, dressed in a black trench coat and sunglasses, exuding an intimidating aura.

Jiang Xiaobai’s legs almost gave out when she saw him. She forced a smile. “…Dad.”

Ming Zhu: ???

Dong Ran: ???

“Hmph.”

Jiang Wenzhou let out a soft snort, glancing at Dong Ran and Ming Zhu behind the door. When he noticed the kitchen knife and broom in their hands, his lips twitched slightly.

Jiang Xiaobai had been holding a rolling pin but quickly tossed it behind the door upon recognizing him. Otherwise, the scene would have been even more absurd.

Dong Ran and Ming Zhu blushed, realizing their mistake, and hurriedly put down their weapons.

“It’s not polite to stand outside. Let’s go in and talk,” Jiang Xiaobai’s mother said calmly, glancing at the people behind her. “You all stay here.”

“Yes, Madam,” the two men and two women replied in unison.

“You two, would you mind giving us some privacy?” Jiang Xiaobai’s mother turned to Dong Ran and Ming Zhu, smiling politely but with an air of elegance.

 

 

Chapter 184: Why Are You Angry?

“Of course, of course. We’ll step out right now.”

Ming Zhu nodded repeatedly, offering an awkward smile before heading out the door. Dong Ran followed suit.

Jiang Xiaobai turned her gaze to the handsome young man standing beside her mother.

He was dressed in a casual suit, his figure lean, with chestnut hair that fell slightly over his forehead, partially obscuring his eyes.

Jiang Xiaobai: Brother, why didn’t you warn me?

Jiang Zhiyi glanced sideways: I wanted to, but I didn’t get the chance!

Their eyes met briefly before Jiang Xiaobai hurried after her parents, who were already walking into the house. Jiang Zhiyi brought up the rear.

Once the door closed, the world seemed to shrink to just the four of them.

Jiang Xiaobai quickly went to pour water while her parents surveyed the room.

This apartment had been purchased when Jiang Xiaobai was attending university in City B. They hadn’t visited in years, but seeing the place still in good order, they finally relaxed.

Feeling her father’s gaze on her, Jiang Xiaobai pursed her lips and smiled. “Mom, Dad, why didn’t you let me know you were coming? I could have picked you up.”

“Let you pick us up?” Jiang Wenzhou removed his sunglasses, folded his hands on his lap, and fixed her with a cold stare. “Do you dare go out right now?”

“Heh, so you know about that…”

Jiang Xiaobai’s last shred of hope vanished. She shot a glare at Jiang Zhiyi.

I told you to keep it from them! How did they find out so soon?

Jiang Zhiyi shrugged, signaling his helplessness.

He had been hovering around their parents lately, trying to keep anyone from leaking the news. But they had phones! If someone called their father, what was he supposed to do—snatch the phone away?

So, little sister, this is as far as I could help.

“Jiang Xiaobai, do you still consider yourself a daughter of the Jiang family?”

Jiang Wenzhou suddenly erupted, slamming his hand on the table. The loud noise startled everyone, even Jiang Xiaobai’s mother, who shot him a glare. “Keep your voice down. People outside might think we’re beating our daughter.”

Her gaze lingered on Jiang Wenzhou’s hand, which he quickly withdrew, as if suppressing a smile.

Jiang Xiaobai noticed her father’s hand trembling slightly after the impact.

Oh, right—the table was made of marble.

“Dad, I know I messed up. I didn’t expect to be set up like that, but I promise, I didn’t let them take advantage of me. I’ve already resolved the issue, and my reputation is intact. Really.”

Jiang Xiaobai tried to explain.

When her parents arrived unexpectedly, she felt a sense of dread. They had always been against her career in the entertainment industry, and now, with the recent controversy, they were likely upset after witnessing the online backlash.

When the news first broke, she had been bombarded with hateful comments. To an outsider, it might seem excessive, but to her parents, the anger and pain must have been magnified.

Now, they had arrived without warning, and the two men and two women waiting outside—were they here to take her away?

“Do you think I’m angry about that?” Jiang Wenzhou’s voice grew even colder.

Jiang Xiaobai was confused.

If not that, then what?

“Xiaobai, we’re not blaming you. If anything, it’s my fault,” her mother, Wu You, spoke up, her eyes filled with tenderness and guilt. “I misjudged Tian Yan. She approached us with ulterior motives, knowing you were my daughter. Her son targeted you because of that. Thankfully, you’re safe. If that scoundrel had… I would never forgive myself!”

She dabbed at the corner of her eye, holding back tears.

“Mom, don’t cry!” Jiang Zhiyi quickly sat beside her, patting her shoulder. “Xiaobai’s fine. She handled it brilliantly. With those two pieces of evidence, Ding Haoran’s finished. Don’t be upset. Besides, look at me—your obedient, adorable son. How can you cry when I’m right here?”

He made a silly face, and Wu You chuckled, ruffling his hair. “You’re such a rascal!”

Jiang Wenzhou shot his son a disapproving look. “You’re so immature. You’re not as reliable as Xiaobai!”

Jiang Zhiyi pouted. “You always favor her!”

Jiang Xiaobai couldn’t help but smile at the scene.

Then, Jiang Wenzhou turned to her, his tone softening. “Xiaobai, even though your mother and I don’t support your career in the entertainment industry, why didn’t you ask for our help when you were in trouble? Do you still consider yourself our daughter?”

Jiang Xiaobai was taken aback.

She looked at her father, his expression still stern, but his eyes brimming with concern.

“Dad… is that why you’re angry?”

She asked hesitantly.

“Of course,” Wu You chimed in, having composed herself. “Once you realized Ding Haoran was targeting you, you should have come to us immediately. We could have dealt with Tian Yan, and Ding Haoran wouldn’t have dared to make a move. The Liang family is no match for the Jiangs! You’re our daughter. We may not support your career, but we’ll always protect you.”

“…I did ask Brother for help.”

Jiang Xiaobai said meekly.

“What good is he?” Jiang Wenzhou interjected. “By the time he got around to it, the internet had already spewed all sorts of nonsense!”

Jiang Zhiyi widened his eyes, looking utterly defeated. “Dad, how am I useless?”

“You’re always useless,” Jiang Wenzhou retorted. “Don’t think I don’t know you’ve been sneaking off to play games and hang out with your so-called friends. When are you going to grow up?”

Jiang Zhiyi shrunk back, too guilty to argue.

Those relatives and friends—always tattling on him!

Life was unbearable!

He felt both aggrieved and misunderstood. Sure, he played games occasionally, but he had been focusing on managing the company and learning from the senior executives. Was it so wrong to indulge in a few games now and then?

No one in this family understood him.

Jiang Zhiyi lowered his eyes, feeling a wave of sadness, when he heard his sister’s voice.

“Dad, Brother’s been doing better lately. He went out recently because his team was in the finals. Of course, he’d support his old friends.”

 

 

 

Chapter 185: Thaw

Jiang Xiaobai spoke up, “You might not know this, but Brother’s former team won the national championship. They’re really impressive. Their team members have more fans online than I do, and many people support and take pride in them.”

Jiang Zhiyi was surprised. “How do you know that?”

His sister had always been indifferent to gaming, considering it a waste of time and something only aimless losers would indulge in. Yet now, she seemed so well-informed—it was unbelievable!

“I saw it in the news,” Jiang Xiaobai replied with a smile.

“Gaming is fine as an occasional pastime, but making it a career? That’s just asking to be laughed at,” Jiang Wenzhou frowned. “Zhiyi, think about it. If you and another young man went out, and someone’s parents asked where you worked, what would you say? They’d say they’re managing the family business, but you? ‘I’m a gamer’? Does that sound respectable to you?”

Jiang Zhiyi’s cheeks flushed with frustration. “I’m not just a gamer; I’m an e-sports athlete!”

Jiang Wenzhou’s expression darkened, but before he could respond, Jiang Xiaobai quickly interjected.

“Mom, Dad, since you’re here, why don’t you stay for a few days? I’m not too busy with work right now, so I can take care of you.”

She could tell her parents were deeply opposed to the idea, and it wasn’t something that could be resolved in a few words. Pushing the issue would only make them angrier and upset Jiang Zhiyi even more.

It was better to stop here and find opportunities to persuade them gradually.

“We won’t stay. Your place is too small—just three rooms. It’s cramped even for you,” Mother Jiang glanced around and shook her head. “By the way, we’ve already bought a small villa in Sky City. You can move there with your team. It’s spacious and more convenient.”

Jiang Xiaobai was stunned.

They… bought a villa?

When did this happen?

Jiang Zhiyi explained, “We made the call this morning. The paperwork isn’t finished yet, but you can move in once it’s done.”

“Were those two your manager and assistant?” Mother Jiang asked.

“…Yes, they are.”

“There aren’t enough people, and they seem flustered—not very professional.”

Mother Jiang frowned. Ming Zhu’s earlier behavior had struck her as unprofessional, and her plain attire didn’t seem fitting for an assistant to a celebrity.

“Actually, they thought Ding Haoran had brought people to cause trouble, so they were nervous. They even stepped forward to protect me,” Jiang Xiaobai quickly explained.

Hearing this, Mother Jiang’s expression softened.

“In that case, they can stay. But you still need more people. Fortunately, we’ve brought two with us. Did you see the two girls outside? One’s a professional stylist, and the other’s a versatile assistant. They’ll be working with you from now on. As for the two men, they’re bodyguards. They know some martial arts and can double as drivers. They’ll protect you if anything happens.”

Jiang Xiaobai’s eyes widened in surprise. She looked at her mother, then at her father. A thought occurred to her, but she couldn’t quite believe it. Yet, everything seemed to point to that conclusion.

“Mom, Dad… do you… approve of me staying in the industry?” she asked, her voice trembling.

Jiang Wenzhou smiled faintly. “Why else would we buy a house and send people to help you? We want you to have a better life here.”

“But you’ve always been against it…”

This couldn’t be real!

They had always opposed her career, even going so far as to cut ties with her for nearly two years. How could their attitude change so drastically?

“Xiaobai, your father and I have been reconsidering our stance,” Mother Jiang sighed and spoke slowly. “We opposed your career because we thought the industry was chaotic and didn’t want you to be tainted by it. We also believed your talents were better suited for managing the company. We thought you were wasting your potential by becoming a small-time actress.”

Jiang Xiaobai listened quietly.

“You’ve lived a relatively sheltered life, free from hardship, so you’ve never been exposed to the darker side of things. We wanted to protect you. We tried to talk to you back then, but you were so adamant that we got angry and let you go, hoping you’d come back when you couldn’t handle it. But… two years passed, and you never did.”

Sometimes, arguments escalate because of heated words. They had wanted to reason with her, but she wouldn’t listen, fiercely opposing them in a way she never had before. Combined with the earlier conflict over her breaking off an engagement, they had lashed out in anger.

“Fine, you want to make it on your own? Let’s see how far you can go without connections or support! Your mother and I won’t help you in any way. We won’t, and neither will any of our relatives or friends. What’s more, we’re cutting off your allowance. If you’re okay with that, then leave now.”

How had Jiang Xiaobai responded back then?

She had sneered, lifted her chin, and declared firmly,

“Do you think I care about your help? I don’t need it! I’ll prove to you that I can succeed on my own!”

With that, she had turned and left without even packing her bags.

It had infuriated them.

Of course, they had regretted it later, but once words were spoken, they couldn’t take them back. Besides, their daughter had been so stubborn, refusing to back down, so they hadn’t either.

But recently, they had noticed changes in her.

She had become softer, smiled more, and even learned to cook… It seemed the entertainment industry wasn’t as terrible as they had feared. In fact, it was making her a better person.

Especially after the Ding Haoran incident. When they saw the vicious attacks against her online, they had been heartbroken and immediately asked Jiang Zhiyi to book tickets to visit her.

“We’ve come to realize that every industry has its flaws. The entertainment industry has its dirty deals, but the wealthy circles have their own controversies too. Take Ding Haoran’s father, for example—isn’t that a stain on our own circle? So, we’ve decided to let it go. As long as you’re happy, your father and I are satisfied,” Mother Jiang said gently.

“From now on, we’ll support you. You don’t have to worry about anything,” Jiang Wenzhou’s expression softened. “I’ve already asked your brother to reach out to the Li family. We’ll gradually enter the investment circle. We’ll fund your projects—you can act in whatever you want!”

“Or we could buy a mid-sized entertainment company and focus on promoting you,” Mother Jiang suggested.

“Yes, that’s a good idea,” Jiang Wenzhou nodded in agreement.

 

 

 

Chapter 186: The New Team

Jiang Xiaobai blinked. “Actually, that’s not necessary.”

Mother Jiang looked puzzled. “Why not?”

After a moment of thought, Jiang Xiaobai replied, “If everything’s too smooth, it’ll feel a bit boring.”

Starting a company and investing heavily might make her rise to fame faster, but reaching the top too quickly would take away the thrill.

Jiang Wenzhou nodded after some consideration. “That’s true. Let’s not rush it. We’ll revisit this when you need it.”

“Exactly. Your father and I are your support system. If everything’s fine, great. If there’s trouble, we’ll handle it. You just focus on your career,” Mother Jiang agreed. She knew her daughter had a competitive streak. If they did everything for her, she’d feel dissatisfied. It was better to leave some space for her to fill on her own. “But Xiaobai, if you ever start dating, you must let us know. Don’t make that decision on your own.”

“Absolutely,” Jiang Wenzhou straightened up, his expression serious. “You can date, but we’ll investigate his background first. No rushing into anything!”

Jiang Zhiyi, who had been silent until now, couldn’t help but chime in. “Yes, yes! We can’t have another Ding Haoran situation.”

On this matter, the entire family was in complete agreement. Jiang Xiaobai found it amusing. “I understand. I won’t just date anyone.”

After all, she had no plans to date anyone in the first place.

The four of them chatted for a while longer before Jiang Wenzhou and his wife stood up to leave.

“Mom, Dad, why don’t you stay tonight and leave tomorrow? It’s tiring to travel so much in one day,” Jiang Xiaobai suggested.

“We’re not leaving today. Since we’re in City B, we’ll visit some old friends,” Jiang Wenzhou put on his sunglasses. “You focus on your work. Don’t worry about us.”

Old friends?

Probably business associates she didn’t know.

Jiang Xiaobai didn’t press further. “Alright, I’ll visit you when I have time.”

As she spoke, her gaze lingered on her father, as if she wanted to say something but held back.

Jiang Wenzhou noticed and stopped. “What is it?”

“Nothing… I just think… you’re really handsome, Dad.”

“Pfft—” Jiang Zhiyi, who had just taken a sip of water, choked.

Mother Jiang was surprised at first, then burst into laughter, teasing her husband. “See? Even your daughter’s complimenting you!”

“At my age? Stop talking nonsense!” Jiang Wenzhou scolded after a moment of silence, then walked ahead and opened the door to leave.

But Jiang Xiaobai noticed something…

Her father was walking with his arms and legs moving in sync.

Behind him, Jiang Zhiyi was struggling to hold back his laughter, his body shaking as if he had some strange condition.

Mother Jiang saw this and slapped his back, causing him to cough violently.

Jiang Xiaobai couldn’t help but laugh.

“You four will stay with Miss Jiang. Once the Sky City house is ready, you’ll move there together. Make sure to take good care of her, and let us know if there’s anything you can’t handle,” Mother Jiang instructed the four newcomers outside.

“Yes, Madam.”

Jiang Xiaobai looked outside. Dong Ran was no longer there—she must have gone home. Ming Zhu was huddled in a corner, looking small, pitiful, and helpless, eyeing the two burly men with fear.

The two bodyguards had an imposing presence, the kind that could intimidate just by standing nearby. And since Jiang Wenzhou had chosen them, they must be skilled.

After Jiang Wenzhou and his wife left with their son, Jiang Xiaobai turned to the four newcomers and examined them one by one.

The two male bodyguards were in their thirties, sharp-looking but clearly the silent type.

The two women were a different story. One was a poised, middle-aged woman with shoulder-length hair, while the other had a baby face. She looked young, but Jiang Xiaobai guessed she was at least in her late twenties.

“How should I address you all?” Jiang Xiaobai asked with a smile.

“Miss Jiang, I’m Ji Wen, a stylist. I’ll be in charge of your wardrobe and accessories from now on,” the poised woman introduced herself, her voice gentle yet crisp.

“I’m Qi Linglong. You can call me Linglong. I’m skilled in makeup, cooking, sewing, and housework. I can also handle writing and am fluent in four foreign languages. I’ll be your all-around assistant,” the baby-faced girl spoke in a sweet voice.

Ming Zhu, standing behind them, widened her eyes in shock.

Skilled in makeup, cooking, sewing, and housework? Fine. Writing? Okay, that’s manageable. But fluent in four foreign languages? What kind of overqualified person takes on an assistant role?!

Was she about to lose her job?

Ming Zhu looked utterly defeated.

“Miss Jiang, I’m Zhang Shi. You can call me Stone.”

“Zhou Hai.”

The two bodyguards introduced themselves briefly. Stone, though quiet, was still more talkative than Zhou Hai.

Well, it made sense for people in their line of work.

“I only have a three-bedroom apartment. It might not be enough for everyone,” Jiang Xiaobai hesitated.

“It’s fine. I can share a room with Sister Wen and sleep on the floor,” Qi Linglong offered with a smile.

“Miss Jiang, don’t worry. We’ll manage for a few days. The Sky City house will be ready soon,” Ji Wen assured.

“We don’t need to stay inside. We’ll guard you from outside,” Zhang Shi said.

“Mm,” Zhou Hai added.

Jiang Xiaobai paused. Was that “mm” an agreement? Like a “+1”?

Her expression turned slightly odd.

“Alright, do as you see fit. Let me know if you need hotel expenses reimbursed,” Jiang Xiaobai told the bodyguards.

“Our salaries are covered by Madam. You don’t need to worry about it,” Qi Linglong said sweetly.

…Alright then.

Jiang Xiaobai nodded and didn’t press further. She invited Ji Wen and Qi Linglong inside.

The first thing Ji Wen did was ask to see Jiang Xiaobai’s wardrobe and jewelry collection. After getting permission, she got to work. Meanwhile, Qi Linglong rolled up her sleeves and started—

Cleaning!

Ming Zhu stared in disbelief as Qi Linglong moved around the apartment like a human Roomba, leaving every surface spotless. Once she was done, she opened the fridge and began preparing ingredients.

“What are you doing?” Ming Zhu stammered.

It was still early!

“Preparing dinner and making soup,” Qi Linglong replied earnestly. “Actors have irregular schedules, which isn’t good for their health. I’ll make a nourishing soup that’s great for beauty and energy. It takes time to get it right. If I start any later, it’ll be too late!”

Jiang Xiaobai watched Ji Wen busy in the bedroom and Qi Linglong organizing ingredients in the kitchen. She couldn’t help but think…

Her life was about to get a lot more lively.

 

 

Chapter 187: A Promising Future

Dinner was a shared affair for the four of them, with all the dishes prepared by Qi Linglong. The meal consisted of five dishes and a soup, a balanced mix of meat and vegetables, each dish a feast for the eyes and palate.

“The food is designed to be flavorful yet low in oil and salt, ensuring it’s healthy. I kept tonight’s dinner relatively light to help Miss Jiang maintain her figure,” Qi Linglong explained.

Jiang Xiaobai wanted to say, “No matter how much I eat, I won’t gain weight because my spiritual energy automatically regulates my body.”

But she held back and simply said, “Thank you. You’ve put a lot of thought into this.”

“You’re welcome. It’s my job,” Qi Linglong replied with a smile.

Ming Zhu, sitting quietly beside them, silently ate her meal.

Earlier, she had tried to help in the kitchen but was soon asked to leave. Qi Linglong’s explanation was, “Your methods are a bit rough. Let me handle it.”

Ming Zhu was crushed. After leaving the kitchen, she looked like a wilted flower, unable to speak.

“Miss Jiang, I’ve organized your wardrobe, separating your everyday clothes from your work attire. I’ve also discarded a few pieces from last year’s collection—they’re outdated and don’t suit your image,” Ji Wen adjusted her glasses. “I’ve also reviewed your jewelry. Overall, the style is a bit monotonous. We’ll need to add more variety.”

Jiang Xiaobai frowned. “Even if we don’t use the clothes, we don’t need to throw them away. We can donate them. As for the jewelry… isn’t what I have enough? Do we really need more?”

If it were the original Jiang Xiaobai, outdated clothes would have been discarded without a second thought. But the current Jiang Xiaobai felt it was unnecessary.

“My apologies. I didn’t consider that. In the future, I’ll set aside unused clothes and handle them appropriately,” Ji Wen glanced at Jiang Xiaobai, surprised by the mention of donation. “As for the jewelry, here’s the thing. As a celebrity, you need to showcase different styles. You’ve been sticking to a sophisticated, elegant look, but we also need to explore fresh, sweet, intellectual, mature, and even sexy styles. Your wardrobe and accessories need to reflect that, so we’ll need to make some purchases.”

Jiang Xiaobai was inwardly astonished.

In her previous life, she had been a “technical” talent. Early on, while learning the basics of talisman-making, she had also ventured out with other disciples to experience life. Later, she focused on mastering talismans, occasionally accompanying her seniors to meet other talents and expand her network.

By the time she became a talisman master, she rarely left her home, engrossed in solving complex talisman-related problems—which she eventually did.

And then she passed away while working on that luck talisman.

As a young girl, Jiang Xiaobai had cared about her appearance, but as she delved deeper into talisman-making, she lost interest in fashion. She hadn’t bought new clothes in years.

After arriving in this world, the original Jiang Xiaobai’s collection of expensive clothes and jewelry had already overwhelmed her. But now, Ji Wen was suggesting that those were just the beginning—there would be much more to buy.

Well, if she had the money, why not spend it? What was the point of earning if she couldn’t enjoy it? Her previous life’s wealth had gone to waste—wait, no. The original Jiang Xiaobai had inherited it.

“Xiaobai, I don’t have much to give you, but feel free to spend my money. Dress up beautifully—don’t hold back!” Jiang Xiaobai thought to herself, then snapped back to reality. “Alright, I understand,” she said to Ji Wen.

After dinner, Ming Zhu volunteered to do the dishes, and this time, Qi Linglong didn’t stop her.

Just then, Dong Ran called.

“Xiaobai, Ding Haoran has been taken in for questioning. This… might not end well for him.”

Jiang Xiaobai hummed in acknowledgment. “I know.”

Ding Haoran’s only leverage was his father, but with his father incapacitated and his identity exposed, his stepmother—a woman of status—wouldn’t tolerate the controversy. She would seize the opportunity to ensure her own son took over the family business.

Ding Haoran’s grandfather, already displeased with him, would now see him as a liability. Without support, he was doomed.

And with Tangming Entertainment suing him, what could he possibly do to fight back?

“What I wanted to say is, two lawyers visited General Manager Yue today, saying they’ll be involved in Ding Haoran’s case… I think your father might have sent them,” Dong Ran added.

Jiang Xiaobai thought about it and agreed. It was likely her father’s doing.

Clearly, he was furious and wouldn’t rest until Ding Haoran was thoroughly punished.

“I see,” Jiang Xiaobai replied.

After a pause, Dong Ran tentatively asked, “Xiaobai, did you and your father… have any issues today?”

She had lingered outside for a while and thought she heard a loud noise, which worried her.

“No,” Jiang Xiaobai said, then added, “Actually, the Ding Haoran incident helped mend some past misunderstandings with my family. So, no need to worry. Oh, and they brought four people with them…”

Jiang Xiaobai briefly explained about Ji Wen and the others. Dong Ran understood, and after a few more words, they ended the call.

Hanging up, Dong Ran shook her head with a smile.

She had misjudged Jiang Xiaobai. She thought the girl was just a spoiled princess, but it turned out she was the real deal.

When Dong Ran saw Jiang Xiaobai’s parents, their commanding presence had already given her a clue. And now, with the four newcomers—each clearly an expert—it was obvious Jiang Xiaobai came from an extraordinary family.

This was good. With such a strong background supporting her, Jiang Xiaobai’s career would soar faster and smoother than Dong Ran had anticipated.

The future looked promising.

Before bed, Jiang Xiaobai called Ming Zhu into her room and closed the door.

“Zhu Zhu, are you feeling uneasy because of Linglong?” Jiang Xiaobai asked gently.

Ming Zhu looked at her, her eyes filled with anxiety. “Sister Xiaobai… I can see she’s better than me in every way. Her cooking is more refined, and she speaks four foreign languages… I’m scared.”

Both were assistants, but the gap between them was like a chasm.

 

 

 

Chapter 188: Seeking the Scoop

“There are many talented people in the world, but when I choose an assistant, I’m not selecting a queen. I’m not looking for the best; I’m looking for the one who fits me best.”

Jiang Xiaobai patted Ming Zhu’s hand. As their hands touched, a faint wisp of spiritual energy quietly entered Ming Zhu’s left wrist. The jade bead on her wrist seemed to glow briefly before fading away.

Ming Zhu felt her previously chaotic and uneasy mind suddenly calm down, as if she had just sipped a bowl of chilled osmanthus and mung bean soup on a hot summer day—refreshing and soothing.

“We’ve worked together for so long that we’ve developed a mutual understanding. That kind of understanding is hard to match. Besides, you have your own strengths—qualities I admire, like your diligence, your grounded nature, and how you always respect my decisions. These are rare traits.”

Jiang Xiaobai smiled at Ming Zhu. “You and Linglong don’t conflict. As my workload increases, I’ll need more people around me. You can divide tasks perfectly, each focusing on what you’re good at. She can handle external interactions, while you manage internal coordination. If you think she’s excellent, then learn from her to enrich yourself and become an even brighter pearl.”

Ming Zhu was momentarily stunned, then her eyes began to sparkle.

An even brighter pearl…

“As long as you don’t give up on yourself, I won’t give up on you. Keep it up, Zhu Zhu,” Jiang Xiaobai said finally.

“I’ll work hard, Sister Xiaobai,” Ming Zhu replied, both moved and inspired, her eyes slightly red.

After sending Ming Zhu back to her room to rest, Jiang Xiaobai took a shower and then checked Weibo.

The top trending topic was a post by the popular actress Tong Xin:

[Tong Xinv: Yeah~ After eight months, The Decree of the Land has finally wrapped up. Can’t wait! Everyone worked so hard.]

Below the post were two photos: one of the cast and crew together, and another of Tong Xin by herself.

Tong Xin, 29, was known for her stunning looks and enviable figure. She was one of the most popular actresses in the entertainment industry today. Though she had been in the industry for years, she had only risen to fame after a brief cameo in a movie, becoming an overnight sensation.

Since then, she had been flooded with offers. Her team was exceptional at selecting roles tailored to her, and every project she took on became a hit. In just two or three years, she had become a constant presence in the headlines.

It was said that even when other celebrities announced their weddings, it didn’t generate as much buzz as a single selfie from Tong Xin.

The Decree of the Land was a historical drama centered on political intrigue, with Tong Xin as the female lead. The show had been trending frequently since its production began, and fans were eagerly awaiting its release.

However, such dramas, with their meticulous attention to costumes, props, and post-production, took time to complete. A year was considered fast, and fans would have to wait a while longer.

Aside from the news about The Decree of the Land, other trending topics included a celebrity’s airport fashion, a new show entering production, a drunk driving accident, and a comparison of a celebrity’s edited and unedited photos.

There was also a post about a second-tier male actor announcing his relationship. His girlfriend was also in the industry but not well-known, having only appeared in a couple of variety shows and minor roles in dramas.

She was the type of person you might recognize but couldn’t quite place.

Jiang Xiaobai was momentarily puzzled when she saw the actress’s name, but after seeing the photo, she remembered who it was.

It was almost amusing—as someone in the industry, she had to rely on the news to learn about her colleagues’ gossip.

Just then, Jiang Xiaobai noticed a post further down the trending list.

“Xu Anliu Kicked Out of Her Home Late at Night, Suspected Marital Crisis!”

Jiang Xiaobai was stunned.

Xu Anliu?

Given her fame, this news shouldn’t be so low on the list. It must have just been posted.

She clicked on it immediately and saw a post from a well-known gossip blogger:

[Dad of Gossip v: At 9:15 PM tonight, in the Mingying Lake Villa District of S City, actress Xu Anliu was seen leaving her marital home alone, carrying a small bag of belongings. Her husband and assistant were nowhere to be seen. Was she kicked out? Is there trouble in paradise? Xu Anliu married businessman Feng Anda four years ago, and the couple seemed happy. Feng Anda often visited her on set, sparking envy…]

The post detailed the incident and reminisced about Xu Anliu and her husband’s past happiness. Below were several photos.

The first few showed a woman standing alone by the roadside, looking dejected, with a small bag at her feet. Her head was bowed, her hair covering her face, making her expression unclear.

The villa behind her, however, was clearly visible—luxurious and grand.

The later photos were of Xu Anliu and her husband in happier times. Feng Anda was a handsome middle-aged man, impeccably dressed with slicked-back hair, glasses, and a tailored suit. The couple smiled at the camera, radiating happiness.

The last photo was interesting—a screenshot of an old Weibo post by Xu Anliu, showing a close-up of her villa during a home party. It was unmistakably the same villa in Dad of Gossip’s photos.

Jiang Xiaobai felt a strange sensation as she read the post.

The comments were already exploding. In the time it took Jiang Xiaobai to look at the photos, the number of comments had doubled:

“Is this really Xu Anliu? I can’t believe it. She’s so thin now!”

“She hasn’t been seen in public for a while. I wouldn’t recognize her from the photo, but the villa matches. It’s definitely her.”

“Dad of Gossip’s posts are always accurate. It’s definitely Xu Anliu, but what happened? Maybe it’s just a fight, not a divorce.”

“She’s carrying a bag and looks upset. I think it’s a divorce.”

“Wait, don’t you guys see the connection? Xu Anliu’s last public appearance was supporting Ding Haoran. Now that he’s in trouble, she’s in trouble too. What does that mean?”

“I don’t even want to think about it.”

“This feels like a big scoop.”

“I’m hungry for some gossip.”

“Give us the tea.”

“May we all get the tea we seek. Let’s sit and enjoy the drama.”

Jiang Xiaobai exited the post and checked the trending list again. Sure enough, in just a few minutes, the topic had climbed significantly, breaking into the top ten!

It was only 10 PM, but the incident had happened just after 9 PM. This was truly a hot-off-the-press story.

 

 

Chapter 189: The Scoop Unfolds

Since this was a fresh piece of news, it was unlikely that any significant updates would emerge in the short term. At the earliest, new developments would only surface the next day.

Jiang Xiaobai browsed Weibo for a while longer but found nothing else of interest. She then put her phone down and went to sleep.

By the next morning, the internet was already flooded with news about “Xu Anliu’s marital crisis.” The story had sparked deep speculation, with many netizens digging into Xu Anliu’s past to find clues that might explain the alleged turmoil in her marriage.

And dig they did—unearthing a bombshell: Xu Anliu’s secret Weibo account had been exposed!

The account, named “One Who Doesn’t Play Chess,” was starkly different from her official account, which had been silent for a long time. This secret account, however, was active, often posting brief, melancholic musings, such as:

“The night is deep, and so is my despair.”

“I’ve brought this upon myself. I only regret not meeting him sooner.”

“The wasted years seem to mock my foolishness.”

“Today, my mood is unusually bright. The fresh flowers bring such vitality that I can’t help but smile, as if I’ve caught a glimpse of him.”

“Seeing his perfect facade in public makes me want to destroy it all.”

“Looking out the window, this prison doesn’t seem so unbearable anymore.”

These posts were filled with desolation, like the murmurs of a woman trapped in a deep, hopeless well. Yet, amidst the gloom, there was a faint glimmer of hope—a small flower quietly blooming, not vibrant but persistent, reminding her that somewhere, hope still existed.

He was watching over her, offering warmth.

This secret account rarely interacted with others. Each post had almost no likes, comments, or shares, making it seem like a solitary game she played with herself.

However, her following list contained two names: Ding Haoran and Chess Player.

Clicking into the Chess Player’s account revealed a similar pattern of solitary musings. But upon closer inspection, their posts occasionally aligned.

For example, on the night “One Who Doesn’t Play Chess” posted, “I only regret not meeting him sooner,” the Chess Player wrote:

“All my tenderness is for you. I want to take you away.”

Similarly, after “One Who Doesn’t Play Chess” posted, “Seeing his perfect facade in public makes me want to destroy it all,” the Chess Player wrote:

“Why doesn’t that beast just exit?”

In another instance, the Chess Player posted a photo of fresh daisies, full of life, without any accompanying text. That same day, “One Who Doesn’t Play Chess” wrote:

“The fresh flowers bring such vitality.”

Though their accounts never interacted directly—no likes, comments, or shares—their posts hinted at a subtle connection when viewed together. It was as if two people stood by their windows at night, silent and still, yet their glances occasionally met, creating a sense of unspoken emotions.

The power of the internet is boundless. Every netizen is a potential detective, and the collective force of thousands is terrifying. In just one night, they had uncovered the evidence.

From the Chess Player’s posts, netizens deduced his schedule and work timeline, which perfectly overlapped with Ding Haoran’s. The conclusion was clear: the Chess Player was Ding Haoran!

With this revelation, netizens pieced together the timeline of Xu Anliu and Ding Haoran’s secret affair. For instance, the day they both expressed desires to “destroy” and “make the beast exit” coincided with Xu Anliu’s husband, Feng Anda, attending a high-profile ribbon-cutting ceremony. Photos from the event showed Feng Anda smiling subtly at the camera, his tall, handsome figure standing out among the middle-aged men with beer bellies and receding hairlines.

Comments from that time praised him:

“Feng Anda is so handsome! I envy Xu Anliu. They’re such a perfect match.”

“They’re both so good-looking, talented, and wealthy. Even their names sound like a couple’s. I’m so jealous.”

But now, those comments felt like cruel irony.

Some netizens even dug up an old interview from a few years ago. The host, Guo Zi, had asked Xu Anliu:

“How’s married life treating you?”

“It’s… quite good. There’s a sense of security, knowing someone has your back,” Xu Anliu had replied with a gentle smile, her demeanor poised and elegant, like a lady of noble upbringing.

Guo Zi then asked, “Compared to before marriage, which do you prefer?”

Xu Anliu paused for a moment before answering, “Both are inevitable stages of life. It’s hard to say which is better. The freedom before marriage and the stability after are both precious in their own ways. I enjoy both.”

Guo Zi suddenly asked, “Have you lost your freedom since getting married?”

Xu Anliu seemed momentarily stunned before forcing a smile. “Freedom isn’t lost. It’s just that there’s someone else in your heart and by your side, so there’s more to think about.”

At the time, viewers had seen this as a normal reflection of a married woman’s life. But now, knowing what they know, the subtle signs of discomfort and hesitation in Xu Anliu’s responses were glaringly obvious.

She wasn’t happy.

Jiang Xiaobai clicked into the trending topic about Xu Anliu and saw the evidence netizens had gathered. Though fragmented, the collective impact was undeniable. Even those who had initially believed in Xu Anliu’s marital bliss began to waver.

“My view of marriage is shattered. Xu Anliu, such a dignified and elegant woman, actually had an affair with Ding Haoran—and he’s eight years younger!”

“They met two years ago on set. They must’ve started then. But they’ve been so careful—there wasn’t even a hint of this until now.”

 

“I’ll never believe in love again! Feng Anda is such a catch—a diamond bachelor—and Xu Anliu didn’t even appreciate him. Instead, she cheated with some illegitimate pretty boy. Disgusting!”

 

“Isn’t it too early to say that? Feng Anda is perfect? If he’s so great, why do Xu Anliu and Ding Haoran hate him so much, even calling him a beast?”

 

“That’s just the adulterers’ hatred for the wronged party. Does that justify Xu Anliu’s affair? Women like her deserve to be punished!”

 

“We don’t even know the full story yet. Isn’t it too soon to jump to conclusions?”