Chinese entertainment: What's wrong with actresses wanting to improve?

Chapter 86 A Huge Uproar

The black Mercedes drove into the villa area and stopped in front of Fu Yibai's detached house.

Liu Yan unbuckled her seatbelt and turned to look at Fu Yibai.

"Mr. Fu, regarding tonight's events... should we inform Mr. Zhao?"

"It's too late, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Fu Yibai pushed open the car door, got out, walked around to the passenger side, and opened the car door.

Liu Yan paused for a moment, then got out of the car and followed him toward the door.

The entryway light turned on automatically.

Fu Yibai took off his coat, casually hung it on the hanger, and turned to look at Liu Yan.

She was still standing in the entryway, her fingers gripping the bag strap, her face still somewhat pale, but her eyes had calmed down.

"What? Still scared?"

No, nothing.

But, Mr. Fu, why...?

Liu Yan didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Why are you so good at fighting?"

"Um…

Um!"

Liu Yan nodded.

"It's nothing. I liked kung fu movies when I was a kid, so I specifically sought out someone to learn a little bit of it."

Fu Yibai gave a casual explanation.

Upon hearing Fu Yibai's explanation, Liu Yan nodded silently.

She felt that Fu Yibai was lying to her. Judging from how clean and efficient Fu Yibai had been tonight, it was clear that he hadn't just learned a little bit of the basics.

"Okay, stop thinking about it."

It's time to relax.

After saying that, Fu Yibai picked up Liu Yan around the waist and carried her towards the bathroom.

The next morning, Fu Yibai woke up on time.

The person next to her was still fast asleep. Liu Yan curled up beside him, a faint smile on her lips.

Fu Yibai gently removed her arm from his waist and got out of bed.

In the bathroom, warm water washes over the body.

When Liu Yan came out after drying her hair, she was already awake.

She sat on the bed, wrapped in the blanket, her long hair slightly disheveled, and the blush of last night still lingering on her cheeks.

When she saw Fu Yibai come out, she smiled and her eyes crinkled.

"Good morning, Mr. Fu."

"morning."

Fu Yibai walked to the bedside, bent down and placed a kiss on her forehead.

"Want to sleep a little longer?"

"I'm not going to sleep anymore, I'm going to make breakfast."

Liu Yan threw off the covers, got out of bed, and ran barefoot out of the bedroom.

When I arrived at the company, it was already nine o'clock in the morning.

Fu Yibai didn't tell anyone about the attack he suffered last night, because there was no need to.

But he summoned Chen Mo, the music department director.

"Mr. Fu, you wanted to see me?"

Chen Mo pushed open the door and entered, asking respectfully.

"Chen Mo, write this number down."

Contact the mobile company and help me investigate the identity of the phone owner.

"yes!"

Chen Mo didn't ask any more questions, wrote down the number, and got up to leave.

Chen Mo acted quickly.

That afternoon, he knocked on Fu Yibai's office door.

"Mr. Fu, we've found it."

He placed a printed document in front of Fu Yibai.

"The owner of the number is Liu Yong, 37 years old, unemployed, and has two prior convictions for disorderly conduct."

"Liu Yong..."

Fu Yibai tapped his fingers on the table, confirming that he did not recognize this person and had never heard of this name before.

"Mr. Fu, do you need to speak with this person?"

"It's alright, you go back to your work."

Fu Yibai waved his hand, signaling Chen Mo to leave.

Chen Mo was confused, but he still turned around and left the room.

Afterwards, Fu Yibai called Officer Zhou and told him the information he had gathered.

After receiving Officer Zhou's promise, Fu Yibai stopped paying attention to the matter.

Because he has more important things to do.

With the European Championship starting in June, he needs to travel to Europe as soon as possible to make strategic plans.

"Liu Yan".

Liu Yan came in immediately upon hearing the sound.

"Mr. Fu."

"Book me a business class ticket to London next week."

Liu Yan paused for a moment, then nodded.

"Okay, Mr. Fu. Do you need me to come along?"

"No need, you stay in the country this time."

Fu Yibai looked at her.

"If anything happens at the company, feel free to call me anytime."

Liu Yan pursed her lips and nodded.

"clear."

Over the next two days, Fu Yibai made sure everything at the company was in order.

Just days before he was about to leave the country, news of his attack late at night was leaked online by someone.

Liu Yan pushed the door open and came in, her expression not looking good.

"Mr. Fu, something's happened."

She placed the laptop in front of Fu Yibai.

The screen displays the entertainment headline of a portal website.

The title is in bold, making it particularly eye-catching.

Fu Yibai attacked late at night? Police intervene in the investigation, and the truth behind it is shocking!

The accompanying photos were several blurry pictures—the street where he was blocked that night, several bread trucks parked sideways, and the flashing lights of police cars.

Scroll down, and the comments section is already exploding.

"Holy crap? Fu Yibai's surrounded? Who's so bold?"

"I heard he offended someone in the industry."

.........

The comments section was filled with all sorts of speculation, with some even guessing that Fu Yibai had seduced a married woman and was subsequently confronted by authorities.

Fu Yibai looked at the news on the computer screen with an expression as calm as if he were looking at an ordinary financial statement.

Liu Yan stood beside him, her fingers clenching and unclenching, her voice filled with suppressed guilt.

"Mr. Fu, I'm so sorry... I chose that road last night. If I had..."

"It's none of your business."

Fu Yibai interrupted her, shifting his gaze from the screen to her face.

"Where there's a will, there's a way."

Liu Yan pursed her lips, about to say something, when her phone rang.

Fu Yibai glanced at the caller ID—Zhao Qi.

"Mr. Fu, have you seen the news?"

Zhao Qi's voice came through the receiver, as capable as ever, but her speaking speed was a little faster than usual.

"Just finished watching it."

"The public relations department has activated its contingency plan. We've contacted those major news portals to see if they should remove the article."

"No need to retreat."

Fu Yibai spoke in a flat tone.

"Withdrawing now would only make us seem guilty."

Let them post, but control the pace.

"yes!"

After Zhao Qi hung up the phone, before Fu Yibai could even put his phone down, it rang again.