Mu Chenxi opened up her Weibo, and at the top of the page was the post from the Fu Corporation. It had been 2 months since the last time the Fu Corporation had posted something on Weibo.

[First, we would like to take this opportunity to thank everyone for liking Master Pure Feather’s work. However, we sincerely hope that the public could stop prying into Master Pure Feather’s personal life and don’t be misled by those with an ulterior motive. She needs some personal space so that she could bring more wonderful works to everyone. Master Pure Feather will update everyone regardings the issues about the adaptation of the movie on both her Weibo accounts. Let’s look forward to the adaptation of “Red Sun”, thank you!]

The post was forward by both Fu Zhi and Pure Feather.

Mu Chenxi felt as if her soul had ascended from her body after she read the statement from the Fu Corporation.

It turned out that Fu Zhi was not lying at all. She was Pure Feather, and it was proven by the Fu Corporation.

Mu Chenxi scrunched the paper in her hand and threw it on the floor.

Her chest was heaving up and down heavily, and even the paper was seemingly laughing at her.

But why? Why was it that every good thing in this world only happened to Fu Zhi?

When Mrs. Mu saw the statement, she lamented, “She’s indeed a good girl. Would a good girl like her frame Chuwan and Chuliang?”

Nobody replied to her.

Gritting his teeth, Mr. Mu looked at Mu Chenxi and hissed, “Look what you’ve done. You’re the one who wanted to buy the ghostwriters. You’re the one who wanted to hold the gathering, and you’re the one who said we’re going to donate 100 million yuan to the children in the mountains. Our company has exhausted all of our circulating funds, and we can’t even produce the New Year’s Eve film, let alone fighting with Fu Zhi!”

Mu Chenxi snarled back, “Why didn’t you stop me, then? Huh? If you’ve stopped me, none of these would have happened!”

“How dare you shout back at me” Mu Changqing smacked the table hard in exasperation, “I must’ve spoiled you too much. It’s all your fault that the Mu Corporation is in its current shape. Get the hell back to your room. I don’t want to see you anymore!”

Seeing that Mu Changqing was going to beat her, Mu Chenxi did not dare to say anything and went back to her room.

*

At the same time, in the Lu Mansion.

It was in the middle of the night.

A spell of hard coughing could be heard from the washroom. When Mama Zhang went into the room, she saw a pool of blood on the bed and her heart leaped into her throat.

She immediately went to smack the door as she said, “Young Master Ye Jiu, can you hear me? Are you not feeling well? I see that there’s a pool of blood on your bed. Can you open the door now?”

However, Ye Jiu paid her no mind. The spell of coughing in the washroom was getting more and more intense, and Mama Zhang’s heart was pumping faster and faster. Just when she was about to go and tell Xu Wei, the door of the washroom was opened from the inside.

Ye Jiu emerged from the washroom and his face was ashen pale. Mama Zhang was stunned, and it took her quite a while to find her voice back and asked, “Are, are you alright?”

“Yes. I’m alright. It’s just a flu.”

“But there’s blood on the bed…”

“I don’t know whose blood is it,” Ye Jiu said as he wiped his face with a towel, “Fu Zhi slept in my room yesterday night, so I guess it should be hers.”

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