CHAPTER 436: CHAPTER 411: JUN NI LIANGSHENG: CAN’T SOLVE THE PROBLEM

From the moment they met, he never stopped his madness over her.

Huo Shaojun hated Jian Liangtong, but within that hatred was a consuming love that burned everything, leaving him with no choice but to go mad.

When love turns to estrangement, is it a fresh start or ruin beyond redemption...

"Mr. Wu?" Jian Liangtong entered the café in ten-centimeter high heels, walked straight to the man in a formal black suit holding a rose in the corner of the café, lifted her wavy hair, and curled her lips into a smile.

The man, upon seeing Jian Liangtong, stood up nervously from his seat, "Yes, I am. You must be Miss Jian?"

"Mr. Wu, let’s keep this short." Jian Liangtong nodded, sat down with a gentle, casual demeanor opposite the man, her delicate, bright face adorned with a poised, yet somewhat aloof and indifferent smile.

The man got even more nervous as he sat down, "Miss Jian, would you like something to drink?"

"No, I’m in a hurry." Jian Liangtong said, looking at his uneasy expression.

This man indeed had, as her mother had described, an honest and straightforward face, with a gentle and restrained character that elders usually liked.

Moreover, her mother also mentioned that the man had a stable profession, a civil servant in the city, working at the Civil Affairs Bureau dealing with registrations.

At twenty-eight, two years older than her, an only child, with parents who were both university teachers. His family background was immaculate... More than suitable for her... Such is her dear mother!

Upon hearing Jian Liangtong in a hurry, the man became even more flustered, "Miss Jian, are you dissatisfied with me, no, I mean, I mean..."

"Sorry, I have to take a call."

Just then, Jian Liangtong’s phone rang from her bag, and she pulled it out, giving the man a slight smile.

Since Jian Liangtong appeared, the man’s eyes had never left her, as if he was afraid she would suddenly disappear before him.

Jian Liangtong was already immune to such situations and calmly answered the phone.

Whatever was said on the other end made Jian Liangtong immediately stand up, covering the phone’s mouthpiece with her hand, "Sorry, Mr. Wu, I have something urgent, I must leave."

After a pause, Jian Liangtong offered an apologetic smile, "Mr. Wu, you are very nice, but we don’t quite fit. I’m sorry for wasting your time."

"Miss Jian..."

The man wanted to say something, but Jian Liangtong had already turned around and left the café without a backward glance.

The man watched Jian Liangtong’s slender back, a deep sense of loss in his eyes.

At New锐 Film and Television, as soon as Jian Liangtong entered the artist lounge, a shadow pounced on her, clinging like an octopus.

Jian Liangtong’s face immediately turned dark, looking down coldly at the "Black Bear" before her, "If you don’t get off me right now, believe me, I’ll walk out this instant, let whomever care for you!"

As soon as these words fell, the "Black Bear" immediately bounced off her, sitting obediently on the sofa, looking at her with two innocent big eyes.

Jian Liangtong frowned, casually tossing her bag onto the sofa, looked at him, "Tell me, what’s going on? Wasn’t it confirmed you’d play the second male lead in the drama adapted from the game? Why was it canceled? Did you mess around while I was away?"

"Absolutely not!" Bai Qiao quickly raised his hands, swearing earnestly, "These past few days, I’ve been listening to you, staying at home obediently studying the script, not stepping out the door!"

Jian Liangtong paused, sitting on the sofa, suspiciously looking at him, "This doesn’t add up. I’m your agent. If it was canceled, shouldn’t I be notified? How come I don’t know, but you do? Did the director personally inform you?"

Bai Qiao weakly leaned back on the sofa, listless, "No, I’m just a third-tier actor; the director wouldn’t personally notify me even if I was cut."

"..." Jian Liangtong pursed her lips, "What’s wrong with being a third-tier actor? How many A-list stars didn’t climb up from being small actors? Why are you wallowing in self-pity here?"

Bai Qiao twitched his lips, his face red, muttering, "Are you even a woman? So rude!"

Jian Liangtong rolled her eyes, took a breath, "Where did you get the tip-off that you’re being replaced?"

Bai Qiao sat up straight, staring at Jian Liangtong, "Do you know Li You?"

Jian Liangtong nodded, "I know, isn’t he the one who got you replaced last time?"

"..." Bai Qiao was almost choked by Jian Liangtong’s bluntness.

"However, you do look better than Li You, but in terms of acting, you really can’t compare to him. Young man, work hard." Jian Liangtong said.

Bai Qiao felt stabbed again, grievously wounded, and slumped back on the sofa, not wanting to say another word, feeling utterly defeated!

Seeing this, Jian Liangtong slightly raised her eyebrow, "Alright, you can heal whenever you want. Now, quickly tell me everything you know before I receive the notice of replacement, and I’ll think of something. If that Li You snatches your role again this time, you’ll be trampled by him forever."

Bai Qiao, "..." Did he pick the wrong agent?

Bai Qiao told Jian Liangtong everything he knew, ending with, "I heard Li You is Huo Tianwang’s junior, and they have a good relationship in private. This time, Li You also had Huo Tianwang connect him with the director. With Huo Tianwang stepping in, the director has to give face, so I feel my replacement is almost inevitable."

Bai Qiao finished, a look of defeat on his face.

Huo Tianwang...

Jian Liangtong narrowed her eyes, remaining silent for quite a while.

Seeing this, Bai Qiao was even more dejected, grabbing the cushion from the sofa and biting it fiercely.

Jian Liangtong cast him a sidelong glance, frowned, and said, "Even if you ate the pillow, it wouldn’t solve the problem."

"Can’t I even vent a little?" Bai Qiao mumbled gloomily.

"..." Jian Liangtong’s brow furrowed even more. After a moment of thought, her apricot eyes shone slightly as she stared at Bai Qiao and asked, "Can you find out where Huo Tianwang is right now?"

Bai Qiao’s eyes widened as he stared at her, "You, what are you planning to do?"

"Stop babbling, just tell me if you can or not?" said Jian Liangtong.

Bai Qiao thought for a moment, squinted his eyes, and said, "I should be able to if I try hard enough."

Jian Liangtong pouted slightly, the gleam in her apricot eyes made Bai Qiao’s heart tremble. What was she planning to do?

Night, ten o’clock, at Xing Shi High-end Entertainment Club.

The sixth floor, exclusive VIP restaurant.

Jian Liangtong stood outside the restaurant hallway, her bright eyes continuously glancing inside. She pressed the Bluetooth earpiece on her ear and heard Bai Qiao’s surprised voice in it, "You went up? How did you get up there? Did you not know that a supreme VIP at Xing Shi requires at least a ten million yearly spending to apply?"

"Of course I know, is it wrong to borrow from someone?" Jian Liangtong whispered.

"...Borrow? From whom?"

"Don’t worry about it," said Jian Liangtong, then hung up the phone and took the Bluetooth earpiece from her ear, putting it into her bag.

It was her first time in such a high-end place, and Jian Liangtong had to admit she was a little nervous.

She closed her eyes and took two deep breaths, and just as she was about to open them, a cold, icy voice unexpectedly came from one side, "Take Miss Gong to her room to rest."

"Shao Yun, I’m not drunk, I can still drink, I’ll keep drinking with you..." The woman’s voice carried a soft charm with a touch of drunkenness, enough to sound alluring but not frivolous, making even Jian Liangtong’s heart feel a subtle numbness.

But, Shao Yun?

Is it, Huo Shaojun?

Jian Liangtong shifted her body slightly to one side, but her eyes couldn’t help but glance toward Huo Shaojun.

When she saw the woman leaning against him, boneless and soft, Jian Liangtong gasped in shock.

Oh my gosh, it’s Gong Xinyan!

Gong Xinyan!

The only film star who could be compared with international film queen Yu Yinluo!

Jian Liangtong’s heart was pounding with excitement and thrill!

She had accidentally stumbled upon a big secret!

Perhaps her excitement was too obvious, but Jian Liangtong suddenly felt a bone-chilling gaze shoot towards her back.

Jian Liangtong’s spine straightened abruptly, and she quickly withdrew her peripheral glance, putting her hand in her handbag, pretending to look for something.

Heavy footsteps slowly approached from behind, and Jian Liangtong’s heart leaped to her throat, her fingers frozen inside her bag.

"Little Jian." A deep, puzzled male voice came from behind just in time.

Jian Liangtong, as if she had found a lifeline, naturally took her hand out of the bag, curled her lips into a smile, turned around, and her gaze automatically skipped over the person standing just less than two steps away from her, also displaying a face of surprise at the man standing at the restaurant entrance, "Director Hou, what are you doing here?"

Hou Wenxuan was the director of the drama Bai Qiao was competing for the second male lead.

Hou Wenxuan, who appeared to be in his forties or fifties, had a full beard but wore a pair of thin-rimmed glasses that didn’t quite match his appearance.

Standing at the entrance, Hou Wenxuan subtly assessed Jian Liangtong.

Today, Jian Liangtong wore a red short-sleeved dress. From the front, there was nothing unusual about it. The brilliance lay in the design of the back, as it featured openwork red lace.

This was nothing special, but her bra underneath happened to be a sexy black.

The collision of red and black, two extreme colors, on her body, was not the least bit discordant. Instead, it was exceptionally eye-catching and alluring.

Hou Wenxuan did not show much on his face, but the eyes behind his glasses glimmered slightly, squinting at Jian Liangtong and saying, "Naturally, I’m here to eat. Little Jian, have you eaten?"

"I just got here, and I haven’t eaten yet," said Jian Liangtong, walking past Huo Shaojun to Hou Wenxuan, wearing a cheerful smile.

"You haven’t eaten? Perfect, come, join us," Hou Wenxuan warmly invited her.

"How could I impose?" Jian Liangtong smiled.

"What’s there to feel awkward about? It’s just a meal, another pair of chopsticks won’t hurt, come on." Hou Wenxuan reached out and grabbed Jian Liangtong’s arm.

Jian Liangtong squinted her eyes, lifted her hand to withdraw her arm from his grasp, pretended to tuck her hair, and smiled at Hou Wenxuan, "Then I’ll gratefully accept your invitation."

"I don’t like people being polite with me," Hou Wenxuan said, reaching out again to grab Jian Liangtong’s hand.