He Was Slightly Fed Up With Mo Huiling

Lin Che walked towards the endorsement company together with Yu Minmin. Lin Che walked while saying, "It's my first time as an endorsement model. I didn't think that I would ever take an advertisement job."

Yu Minmin smiled and looked at her. "Now, you're someone with a piece of work. Also, now is your time to rise. Stop thinking that you're just a background actor. You're already an artist with some reputation, you understand?"

Lin Che said, "Hehe, I'm still just a little unaccustomed to it. I feel like everything happened so quickly. A few months ago, I had nothing at all."

Yu Minmin said, "This profession is precisely like that. You can get famous very quickly as long as you can seize the opportunity. However, you must be careful too. This is precisely the period when it's easiest to be suppressed. If something crops up time and you haven't begun to get famous, the company won't waste so much money on saving you. You still don't have social connections of your own, unlike artists who are already stable and can still gradually recover from mishaps. If anything happens during this period, there really won't be any way for you to stand up again, understand?"

Yu Minmin spoke much more to Lin Che because she had slowly begun to feel that Lin Che was not that bad.

She also hoped that Lin Che could last a long time and become more and more popular.

Hearing this, Lin Che nodded her head solemnly. "I understand."

Following this, the process of signing the endorsement contract was very smooth. It was only when Lin Che walked out that she coincidentally saw Senmira, a currently famous film star. Outside, a line of people glared at Lin Che and Yu Minmin when they saw them coming out as if they were burning with rage.

Senmira had also just gotten popular in the past two years and her company was vigorously promoting her. However, the two of them had never crossed paths at all, so Lin Che was a little confused. Yu Minmin pulled her along to leave this place.

Yu Minmin said, "Ignore her. This advertisement was initially hers actually, but the endorsement company changed it to you at the last minute. That's why she's in a fit of anger."

Lin Che said, "That means that I robbed her of her advertisement?"

Yu Minmin said, "Uh, that's technically the case… but in this profession, there's no such thing as stealing roles. You can say that only true capability speaks. The endorsement company took a fancy to your potential to grow; that's why they chose an artist who's rising."

"Alright then."

That night, Lin Che followed Yu Minmin to dine together with the advertisers. It was necessary to acknowledge their approval of her.

In the car, Lin Che called Yu Minmin and asked her where they were to meet.

Yu Minmin said, "You go in first. It's Room 302. I'll be there soon."

Yu Minmin was still in the midst of a traffic jam and was presently anxious. She put down the phone and looked in front again. Images of Gu Jingming on a state visit were playing on a large screen. She could not help but stare blankly.

Gu Jingming stood upright, dressed in a suit. On the screen, he appeared very good-natured, but his expression concealed a sternness. Yu Minmin recalled the popular opinion of many towards Gu Jingming; they said that he was an iron-handed president who was adept in dealing with both external and internal political relations of the nation, so he was rooted deeply in the hearts of the people.

She spaced out momentarily but when she regained her senses, she collided head-on with the car in front of hers… she had caused a rear-ended collision…

"Damn it," Yu Minmin cursed angrily before quickly getting out of the car.

Outside the meeting place, Lin Che made numerous calls to Yu Minmin, but she did not answer.

Left with no choice, Lin Che could only enter the private room, the number that Yu Minmin had told her, on her own.

However, when she opened the door to the room, she immediately saw the people inside staggering from side to side. They were either lying down or standing crookedly, and all of them looked very strange. However, it was obvious that they were not the people Lin Che was to meet tonight…

Lin Che was instantly dumbfounded. She turned around and was about to leave but someone inside gripped her wrist forcefully…

Outside, in the corridor that no one saw, Senmira was holding her phone with a bit of a sly smile at the corners of her lips. She said into the phone, "I've arrived, Lin Li. Thanks for telling me that she's here. Tonight… I'll definitely make it so that she can't leave."

Before Lin Che managed to react, she heard the police barging in already.

"All of you, freeze. Put down the drugs that are in your hands and stand against the wall, one by one."

Drugs?

Lin Che began to look around carefully. When she looked at the strange objects all over the room and those bizarre people, she finally understood. A chill slowly began to spread from the bottom of her heart.

If an artist got involved with drugs, what did he or she face?

It was not like there were no examples before her…

Gu Jingze was presently in his office. Mo Huiling's sudden call inevitably interrupted his work once again.

He felt a little resentful. Over the past few days, Mo Huiling had been chasing after him relentlessly. She had already been a huge disturbance to his work.

Mo Huiling said, "Jingze, you're still not coming over to sleep tonight?"

After the first day that he stayed there, he felt slightly unwell, so on the second day, he made an excuse that he was busy with work and did not go over again.

But then, Mo Huiling began to call relentlessly to ask him about his work matters, making it slightly difficult for him to fend her off.

"I'm still a bit busy. Huiling, if you feel bored, I can get Qin Hao to send a car over to pick you up. You can go shopping; I've already instructed someone to leave the card for your use. Otherwise, you can go overseas to shop around. You can take the Gu family's airplane that's always available at home and fly over."

"I… don't want that. Jingze, what happened? Have you gotten sick of me? Did I cling onto you too tightly? Are you trying to chase me away?"

Gu Jingze massaged his brow. "No, you're thinking too much."

Qin Hao was still waiting at the side with his hands hanging by his sides. Gu Jingze waved at him and gestured for him to wait for a moment. He said to Mo Huiling over the phone, "I'm going out of town on an official business for a few days. Be obedient, Huiling. When I'm done, I'll give you a call."

Mo Huiling's spirits were slightly dampened. Hearing him say this, she could only say, "Alright then. I'm hanging up. Love you, Jingze."

Mo Huiling could not press him too much either. She was deeply afraid that Gu Jingze would be disgusted with her at this important time now. However, she could not be too far away from him either. Otherwise, Gu Jingze would definitely get together with that little bitch. This worried Mo Huiling immensely too.

She could only put down the phone and think viciously about what she should do to own him completely…

Gu Jingze was really going overseas.

From the side, Qin Hao saw Gu Jingze put down the phone and say, "Sir, the airplane at the private airport has already been prepared. They are currently arranging the time for takeoff with the National Flight Division. The plane can probably take off in about half an hour. Would you like to go to the airport now?"

"Alright. Make some preparations and we'll head to the airport."

Gu Jingze stood up and left.

Qin Hao recalled Lin Che's matter. He thought that Gu Jingze had ignored Lin Che for quite a few days.

"Sir, do we need to inform Madam?"

Gu Jingze's face darkened.

"There's no need."

Lin Che?

A few days had passed, but she had not called even once.

She was really doing her job and fulfilling her responsibilities as a contractual wife.

Meanwhile…

At the Special Police Department, Lin Che was being interrogated at the Special Department because she was an artist.

"Just confess, Lin Che. You're definitely no artist here and now. You're a criminal. This trick won't work on us." The investigating officer looked at Lin Che scornfully. He hated these artists the most; although they acted and looked high and mighty, they were all lowly rascals.