Headline after headline screamed: “Shocking! Actress’s Husband’s Secret Affair with Rising Star Exposed!”, “Another Bloody Scandal in Entertainment Circle!”, “Can Chang Weiyu Survive This Onslaught of Scandals?”
As the reports dominated front pages, spectators enjoyed the drama, and journalists were equally excited. The unfortunate duo in custody, however, were not amused.
Captain Zhao asked again: “Did you buy this disc?”
Feng Zhengyang looked at him coldly, not appearing very surprised: “Yes, I bought it. Haven’t you seen adult films? How curious, I can give it to you.”
Another police officer beside him could no longer hold back and shouted.
Feng Zhengyang retorted: “You’re the ones talking nonsense! Do you know how much time you’ve wasted? How many things this will delay for me?”
“Enough.” Captain Zhao stopped the angry police officer and looked at Feng Zhengyang, “No need to rush, these are the last few questions – there’s a track on this disc called ‘Moan’. Have you heard it?”
Feng Zhengyang said: “I’ve heard it. What about it?”
Captain Zhao said: “A witness claims they heard this song at the scene of your wife’s death.”
Feng Zhengyang looked bewildered: “What do you mean? How is that possible? A TV station’s anniversary celebration is not a place to play such a song, that would be a joke.”
Captain Zhao said: “We find it strange too, that’s why we’re asking you.”
Feng Zhengyang shifted uncomfortably, sneering: “You’re trying to trick me. Ridiculous.”
After questioning, Chang Weiyu and Feng Zhengyang were released, but they were temporarily forbidden from leaving the city. When they walked out of the police station, it was almost dark, with flashing lights everywhere, blinding people.
Feng Zhengyang realized he couldn’t avoid the situation and thought, since he didn’t kill anyone, he wasn’t worried about the police finding evidence. Now, unable to escape the journalists’ cameras, he could only try to look as good as possible.
Under everyone’s gaze, surrounded by bodyguards, he walked out proudly, refusing to answer any questions. The driver opened the car door for Feng Zhengyang, and the car quickly drove away.
Journalists didn’t dare provoke such a person, so they turned their attention to Chang Weiyu, who was coming out behind him.
Recently, it was unclear whether Chang Weiyu was self-destructing or had offended some powerful figure. This rising young actor was now completely ruined, with scandals everywhere. His exposé posts could fill numerous forums, and even if this current storm passed, he would never recover.
Seeing his fate, and remembering his previous eager and impulsive demeanor, it was truly thought-provoking. Chang Weiyu was in trouble, and his company might even abandon him. There wasn’t even a car to pick him up at the police station.
Chang Weiyu could only try to cover his face, enduring the journalists’ pushing and shoving, saying nothing. He was still in shock, unable to understand how things had developed to this point.
“Chang Weiyu, how long have you been involved with Feng Zhengyang?”
“Did you obtain your resources through physical transactions with Feng Zhengyang?”
“Chang Weiyu, answer! Do you regret destroying someone’s family?”
Chang Weiyu could bear it no longer and shouted: “Stop asking! There was no transaction, I was willing. I like him, okay?”
Just as he was at his most embarrassed, a car approached. The bodyguards who had just left reappeared, pushing away the journalists and lifting Chang Weiyu from the ground, pushing him into the car.
Chang Weiyu, escaping the flashing lights, looked up and saw it was Feng Zhengyang. He was so excited he almost cried. He thanked him incoherently.
Feng Zhengyang said nothing, and the car sped away, leaving shocked journalists and equally stunned onlookers.
Although the hero-saves-beauty fairy tale is always popular, applied to these two people, it felt uncomfortable.
After the husband’s beautiful wife was killed, he saved the home-wrecker, and now they live happily together?
In the car, Feng Zhengyang coldly told Chang Weiyu: “Stay at my home this period. Don’t go anywhere else.”
Chang Weiyu, still excited about being saved when everyone else had abandoned him, suddenly understood Feng Zhengyang’s intention.
The matter had blown up. For Feng Zhengyang, any extra complications could affect his business. He was worried enemies might use Chang Weiyu to cause trouble – after all, someone like him who was easily swayed by benefits could probably be bought with money.
So Feng Zhengyang decided to keep Chang Weiyu under his direct supervision until this storm passed.
His gaze was extremely cold. Chang Weiyu didn’t want to live closely with such a person and said uneasily: “That’s not necessary…”
Feng Zhengyang didn’t want to hear his opinion. Did Chang Weiyu think he could use sex to get what he wanted and then easily escape? He was too naive.
He interrupted Chang Weiyu and stared at him, asking bluntly: “Chang Weiyu, have you told anyone what songs I like to listen to?”
Chang Weiyu looked confused: “Mr. Feng, what do you mean? No one knows about our relationship. How would I tell others such things?”
Feng Zhengyang said word by word: “If I find out you’re lying, I’ll definitely kill you.”
A cold air suddenly rose in Chang Weiyu’s heart.
He suddenly realized that after media exposure and Feng Zhengyang’s recent actions, everyone would naturally assume they were a couple, and even think that Feng Zhengyang treated him well.
Chang Weiyu had just said that he was with Feng Zhengyang completely voluntarily, one willing to hit and the other willing to take it. Who could interfere?
Thinking of Feng Zhengyang’s various methods, Chang Weiyu felt like he had fallen from one fire pit into another demon’s lair. Fortunately, he was still quite clever. Having dealt with Feng Zhengyang for so long, he understood how to negotiate with him. He maintained a calm expression and said seriously, “Mr. Feng, please be assured that you are the only person I can rely on now. I will never do anything to harm you.”
His greatest strength was being sensible, which Feng Zhengyang was very satisfied with. He nodded and stopped paying attention to Chang Weiyu, instead calling his assistant to his home.
The assistant was still the same woman named Jiang from before. She quickly walked in and called out, “Boss.”
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“You’re here,” Feng Zhengyang’s attitude towards her was much gentler. He rubbed his temples and asked abruptly, “How are things now?”
Jiang, who had been working under him for five years, was a capable person. However, the current situation made her furrow her brow and say with difficulty, “Everything has been exposed now. Although the police can’t do anything to you, the online discussions are unavoidable. The only way is to divert everyone’s attention with other news.”
Feng Zhengyang asked, “Does this affect the company’s operations?”
Jiang presented him with the compiled data, saying, “Although there is some impact, as the news about the wife’s death fades and the advertising effect gradually weakens, even without this incident, some decline would be normal.”
When Feng Zhengyang heard the words “wife’s death,” he frowned slightly, then asked, “Are there any explosive news in the entertainment industry recently that can suppress this and divert media attention?”
Jiang smiled bitterly, “No.”
Feng Zhengyang clearly understood this and looked unhappy, saying, “Show me the contracts.”
After this incident, their special assistants had quickly drafted some emergency plans, including a list of major events in the entertainment industry.
Feng Zhengyang casually browsed through them, feeling none were suitable, and made a decision: “Let’s arrange a press conference!”
Jiang was stunned, “What will you say?”
