Chapter 79: What Are You Using to Play With Me?

But it doesn't matter anymore.

No matter how formidable Qiao An's Marriage Alliance partner is, it can't break this deadlock!

On the contrary, the better they indulge in their fantasies and the more audacious they become, the more interesting this hunt game becomes!

She is truly beyond excited, more and more eager.

But....

Even if they are even more audacious, they have no right to swagger in front of her and slap her in the face!

And they even cry, begging him to reconcile, begging him to marry her?

"Stop!" Song Huan Yan suddenly said.

Qin Zi Mo, who had reached the doorway, halted.

Song Huan Yan rose, stepped forward step by step, "Where does your confidence come from to speak to me like that? Don't you know you're still my employee? You enjoy my resources, yet you keep entangling me; when you can't, you become angry and shameful, hurling insults! Qin Zi Mo, is this your cultivation? Or have you never had any, all this time just a façade?"

Qin Zi Mo was blocked so abruptly he couldn't speak, a lingering aftereffect of his temper flaring.

"I..." Qin Zi Mo said, "I'm still angry, aren't I? With you treating me like this, how could I not be angry?"

"How did I treat you?" Song Huan Yan retorted powerfully, "Did I freeze and suppress you, or cut off all your resources?! When Li Zihang caused that incident, I should have fired him, but did I say a single word? And your sister—what talent does she lack? You sent her to try another film and television company; who would be willing to package and groom her?"

Song Huan Yan's speech made Qin Zi Mo's face flush red; every word was precise and factual.

"I..." Qin Zi Mo's temper finally subsided, his voice softened, "I understand. It's because you treat me well yet stubbornly refuse reconciliation that I lost control of my temper."

Song Huan Yan tilted her head, staring at him, "I told you early on, one thing at a time; you keep entertaining fantasies. Count how many times you've caused trouble here. What, because Qiao An's Marriage Alliance with that rich second generation got bold, you got bold too? Those who don't know might think you married that rich second generation."

Song Huan Yan said that on purpose.

When Qin Zi Mo heard Qiao An being mentioned, he indeed grew nervous, then forced a calm tone, "What does it have to do with Qiao An?"

After he finished speaking, he became unsettled, recalling the recent series of events.

From Qiao An openly declaring she wanted to pursue him, to Li Zihang's whistleblowing a few days ago, then after the Marriage Alliance Qiao An suddenly snapped at Song Huan Yan, hurling harsh words.

All these clues linked together—will Song Huan Yan notice something?

Qin Zi Mo broke out in a sweat, hurriedly said, "I knew you misunderstood; you're jealous. Qiao An is just a co‑partner on this drama; when she said she pursued me, it was her unilateral liking. I don't think highly of her! She can't compare to you."

Song Huan Yan sneered, "Is that so?"

"Of course!" Qin Zi Mo shouted, "What does she have that matches you? Looks, family background, education, abilities—none surpass you. How could you think… it's because of her that you keep refusing reconciliation, right?"

"She is already in a Marriage Alliance and may marry soon. Yan Yan, when she said she pursued me, it was just because she's young, fickle, all over the place; isn't she about to marry someone else right away? So don't get angry with me because of her."

"Stop dragging these irrelevant, baseless things onto me. I just want to tell you to obediently do your job; I can still promote you for the company's benefit. But in Kyoto, Qin Zi Mo, never dare to defy me! No matter who backs you—whether they exist, don't, or you plan to have them—you have no right, no ability to go against me! You also have no right to spout such words in front of me. You should only kneel, humbly flatter me, understand?"

Song Huan Yan's words stunned Qin Zi Mo.

He stared at his former girlfriend, whom he had loved for years, hardly able to believe it.

Those words were too arrogant.

She spoke as if all of Kyoto answered to her.

But last night Qiao An said that the family she's allying with could easily bring down the Song Clan.

There are still many hidden noble families in Kyoto.

Qin Zi Mo took a deep breath.

But before he could speak,

"In Kyoto, did you think only my Song Family existed? Sang Family, Tang Family, they will all stand with me."

Song Huan Yan said, stepping closer toward Qin Zi Mo.

She too was incensed by his harsh words today.

What kind of thing dares to speak to her like that!

"Also… I shamelessly boast: Leng Jian Yue is pursuing me; who do you think he'll side with?"

With each step, Song Huan Yan's voice grew more resonant, "Do you think my mother's family is some Small Family? Do you think my mother became a wealthy wife only because of my father? Why haven't you inquired about Kyoto's Ning Family?"

"And also." Song Huan Yan sneered, "My elder brother Song Qicheng, though an adopted son, do you think his parents have no background in Kyoto? His paternal and maternal families are prominent aristocratic families here. Those are my connections, and you—what do you have? A mother who sells eggs, or a father who farms?"

Song Huan Yan's words made fine sweat appear on Qin Zi Mo's forehead.

The last two sentences were outright humiliation and contempt.

But… Qin Zi Mo couldn't retort a single word.

Even if it's an insult, he could only endure it.

As Song Huan Yan stepped closer, he retreated more anxiously, step by step.

He then realized Song Huan Yan actually had such a dominant side.

She had always been aloof, taciturn, hard to provoke, yet now… so flamboyant.

"Moreover." Song Huan Yan added, "My mother has been close friends—handkerchief pals—with the Nan Gong Clan matriarch since childhood; their relationship is excellent. As long as the Song Family doesn't offend the Nan Gong Clan, they will forever stand behind us. One Nan Gong Clan is enough!"

"Even if all the aristocratic powers in Kyoto united, they wouldn't dare challenge the Nan Gong Clan even a fraction. So Qin Zi Mo, what exactly are you bragging about? Who gave you the courage and confidence to speak to me like this?"

Qin Zi Mo couldn't utter a single word, only stared at her in shock.

"Song Family, Sang Family, Tang Family, Ning Family, Nan Gong Clan, my elder brother's paternal and maternal families, and even the Leng Family, whom I disdain for assistance. Moreover, the Song Family's decades‑long business network in Kyoto, allied with noble families! Great Film Emperor Qin, you waste, what do you have to play with me? You still dare to defy me?"

Qin Zi Mo's legs went weak.

That is his greatest weakness—no lineage at all!

In Kyoto, where two‑thirds are wealthy, one must be extremely cautious; a slight misstep leads to irreversible ruin, shattered to pieces.

"Yan Yan, I…" Qin Zi Mo tried to argue, but couldn't say anything.

He only thought Qiao An's words last night were overly arrogant, and truly believed he could ignore Song Huan Yan's mood.

He didn't expect… Song Huan Yan's words jolted him awake instantly.

But it was already too late.

He had already spoken those harsh words; the spilled water could not be retrieved.

Song Huan Yan looked at him that way, let out a cold snort, "If it weren't for me promoting you after graduation, you'd have gone home to farm already. Even if we break up, even if I don't try to reconcile, that's no excuse for you to repay kindness with hatred and hurl insults!"

"And also. You're an outsider; what makes you think you can bully a native of Kyoto? In Kyoto, can the network and foundation I, Song Huan Yan, have possibly be matched by a rural boy from another province? Or do you think that having stronger connections behind you lets you unhorse me? Should I call you naive or stupid?"

"Or is it because for the past two years I cleared every obstacle for you, lifted you to become the hottest back‑to‑back leading actor, that you now don't know your own name or understand your status and position, right?"

"No, Yan Yan, those words I just said...."

Qin Zi Mo panicked completely, but before he could finish speaking, Song Huan Yan said, "Shut your dog mouth and get out; I don't want to hear a single word from you."

"Yan Yan..."

"Get out!"

Song Huan Yan pointed toward the doorway.

Seeing that she really lost her temper, Qin Zi Mo didn't dare say anything else, and said, "Alright, alright, I'm leaving, don't be angry, I'm leaving."

Now Song Huan Yan is still angry; even if he explains, she won't listen.

Qin Zi Mo could only go out, a cold sweat covering his forehead, terrified.

He actually, like Qiao An, originally intended to show off in front of Song Huan Yan.

At least to show he was tough.

A person who has always been suppressed, if suddenly gains confidence, can't help showing off anytime, anywhere.

That's what you call a petty person getting ahead.

But what's the same for both of them is that every time they think they can show off, Song Huan Yan harshly knocks them down.

Qin Zi Mo held a bellyful of anger, his thoughts even more tangled.

Every word Song Huan Yan said struck his fragile, sensitive nerves hard.

He wants to rise to prominence, yet fears terribly offending the powerful.

Suddenly he deeply understood what Qiao An said last night.

If you're going to act, be an existence in Kyoto, the whole nation, even the world that no one can afford to provoke!

Otherwise you'll remain inferior, still fearful.

Afraid that a slip will offend someone you can't afford to anger, and then you have to be a dog.

So you must be cautious; if you accidentally offend, you'll still be suppressed, and… live in perpetual anxiety.

But what kind of position and existence is someone that the whole world can't afford to provoke?

He doesn't even dare to imagine…

Since ancient times, power has oppressed people; in ancient imperial rule it was an even more unreasonable symbol…

It has always been so; there is no escape.

Qin Zi Mo, full of anger, worried, scared and anxious, immediately called Qiao An.

It's Qiao An's fault!

Last night he spoke so solemnly, giving him great confidence.

Today, when his attempt at reconciliation failed, he became angry and ashamed, daring to say those words to Song Huan Yan.

He even uttered that being hidden or blacklisted wouldn't matter.

Isn't he afraid of death?

Qiao An is currently on set filming, unable to take his call.

And Qiao An isn't much better off; you could say it's even worse.

This scene is where the female lead played by Qiao An is pushed into a swimming pool by the supporting actress.

After the supporting actress pushes her into the pool, she watches from the shore as she struggles desperately, smirking triumphantly.

Then she demands that Qiao An beg her to rescue her.

Qiao An struggles in the pool, has to shout for help, and finally sends a desperate plea to the supporting actress.

The supporting actress jumps into the pool, seemingly to save her, but actually intends to drown her.

Thus the supporting actress will take ruthless action against her in the pool.

Then the male lead arrives, and only then does the supporting actress pull her onto the shore.

The male lead Qin Zi Mo didn't go to the set, so he filmed the confrontation between her and the supporting actress.

But… since this morning, they've been filming for a full two hours!