"Father, I think it's best to take Miao Miao back to the apartment," Wen Zhiyan voiced his thoughts.
Fang Miao Miao, observing from the side,'s eyes lit up. If it were up to her, she would have eagerly agreed. This place was too suffocating, and not suitable for her recovery.
"Nonsense," Wen Renhe puffed up his cheeks, his gaze fiery, though his tone was gentle. "You already upset your mother and made her leave, and now you're leaving me alone in this desolate place. Do you want to anger me to death?"
"Father."
Wen Renhe raised his hand to interrupt. "In short, I disagree. You two, one after the other, have grown wings and no longer need this old man. Tell me, what was the point of me raising you?"
Wen Zhiyan was about to speak when Fang Miao Miao gave him a look.
"Dad, Dad, we have to stay at home, don't we? This place is so big and fun," Fang Miao Miao said with a smile, appeasing the old man. "I wouldn't leave even if you kicked me out."
"Hmph, is that truly what you think?"
"Of course," Fang Miao Miao nodded vigorously.
Heaven knew how painful it was for her to hear them argue. All she wanted was for them to stop fighting. It was just a matter of staying at Yuyuan, what a big deal.
Besides, she would be participating in a variety show soon.
Each episode of the variety show would take several days. She could find an excuse later to decline the old man's request.
She was truly brilliant.
"That's more like it." Wen Renhe's displeasure lessened considerably upon receiving a definitive answer.
After breakfast, Xin Xuan arrived to pick up Wen Zhiyan.
Fang Miao Miao spent some time playing with Wen Yan'an before a home tutor arrived.
Feeling bored, she returned to her room and resumed her usual lounging on the sofa.
Just as she was chuckling while scrolling through videos, a ringtone interrupted her.
Sister Li?
Fang Miao Miao answered the phone.
"How is your injury healing?"
"It's okay," Fang Miao Miao glanced at the scabbed wound. "Just need to avoid water."
"We're going on a trip together. The variety show has been postponed to next Monday. Did you know about this?"
"Yes, I did." Fang Miao Miao remembered Wen Zhiyan telling her.
The person on the other end of the line fell silent, making Fang Miao Miao think Sister Li had hung up.
"Sister Li?"
After a long pause, Sister Li's voice came through, "Do you have any good ideas about this accident, like a script or something?"
"Accident?" Fang Miao Miao sat up abruptly.
After a moment of thought, she leaned back on the sofa again.
Wang Qing had approached Sister Li, or was it Wang Qing's husband?
"Miao Miao, don't worry, the company will give you a satisfactory response regarding this accident."
A cold glint appeared in Fang Miao Miao's eyes, and her tone was no longer as amiable as before. "Then, Sister Li, what kind of benefits do you think would be adequate compensation for my accident?"
Sister Li didn't fail to notice the coldness in Fang Miao Miao's tone. However, she knew that if this matter escalated, it wouldn't benefit them. Instead of letting it spiral, it would be better to seize this opportunity to secure the greatest benefits for herself.
"Miao Miao."
"Sister Li, I always thought you understood me."
A light yet heavy sentence left Sister Li stunned, not knowing what to say.
Soon, the call was hung up.
"What did Fang Miao Miao say?"
A few people in the office looked at Sister Li anxiously.
Sister Li took a long time before putting down her phone. "She hung up."
"Hung up? Call her back!" Wang Jiahui glared at Sister Li, frustrated.
"General Manager Wang, I don't think you want to do this business," a middle-aged woman with short hair stopped fiddling with her fingers and sneered at Wang Jiahui.
Although Wang Jiahui disliked her, he knew this woman was not someone he could afford to offend.
People only knew her as Wang Qing's agent, Xu Jiajia, a top agent at Fenghe Media, one of the three major media conglomerates in the entertainment industry.
However, he had inadvertently learned that Xu Jiajia was also the sister of Fenghe Media's CEO, making her someone truly untouchable.
"We will, of course, do it," Wang Jiahui said with a fawning smile. "How could we not do such a good deal? However, Miss Jiajia, as you are aware, Fang Miao Miao is not someone we can toy with as we please now."
"After all, as you just saw, Fang Miao Miao doesn't even take us seriously now," Wang Jiahui said with an awkward smile to Xu Jiajia. "We are just a small company, and we are in a difficult position, aren't we?"
Xu Jiajia then let out a scoff. While others might not know, people in their circle were aware that the Wen family had agreed to let Fang Miao Miao in, but without a wedding ceremony. Fang Miao Miao, as the Madam of the Wen family, had never made an appearance at any social events.
Fang Miao Miao's status as Mrs. Wen was merely a joke among their elite circles. Moreover, her injury was a significant matter, yet not a single person from the Wen family had stepped forward to seek justice for her.
This only further indicated that Fang Miao Miao's position as the Madam of the Wen family was not stable. Hence, she dared to approach Fang Miao Miao's company so brazenly to discuss cooperation.
As long as Fang Miao Miao was willing to turn a blind eye to this matter, Fenghe Media would grudgingly offer her a female lead role.
"Manager Wang, Fang Miao Miao is your artist," Xu Jiajia leaned back on the sofa, a slight smile playing on her lips. "You, a general manager, can't even speak up? Wouldn't that be a laughingstock if it got out?"
"Manager Wang, perhaps we should..."
Ever since Fang Miao Miao had hung up her phone, the sense of unease within her had intensified, causing her to speak involuntarily.
However, before she could finish, Wang Jiahui interrupted her with a threat.
"Sister Li, don't forget who your employer is," Wang Jiahui said through gritted teeth, glaring fiercely at Sister Li.
"I don't care how you do it, but I hope the outcome is a happy one for everyone, understand?"
Seeing this, Wang Jiahui immediately stood up and followed Xu Jiajia, smiling and bowing, "Understood, understood. Of course. Miss Jiajia, please rest assured, we will provide you with a perfect response."
"Two days."
"Don't worry, a day and a half, and we will make Fang Miao Miao admit her mistake."
Only then did Xu Jiajia stop walking, patting Wang Jiahui's shoulder with a knowing smile. "Then, I hope our future cooperation will be pleasant."
With that, she turned and left without looking back.
Wang Jiahui immediately followed and escorted her to the elevator.
After the elevator descended, he immediately changed his expression, straightened his chest, adjusted his tie, and returned to his office. "I don't care what method you use, but this incident can only be framed as an accidental occurrence caused by Fang Miao Miao, understand?"
Sister Li remained silent for a moment. "The script for the female lead role must be Miao Miao's."
"Don't worry, that's a given. We agreed on that earlier, didn't we?" Wang Jiahui nodded with a smile, like a kindly superior, after receiving a satisfactory answer. "You know, I'm doing this for you, for the good of the company. You understand that an arm can't twist a thigh."
"I understand," Sister Li clenched her fist and finally nodded before leaving the office.