Chapter 42: Hand Over the Phone Now!

Su Xueyan pinched the Business Card, her voice brimming with excitement: "Jiang Feng, how on earth did you get it? I've asked several friends in the entertainment circle and still can't find it."

Jiang Feng leaned on the genuine leather sofa, raised an eyebrow and smiled: "It's a secret. As long as you know I can sort it out for you, that's enough; why ask so many questions?"

Su Xueyan looked at the Business Card in her hand, recalling the turmoil of the past few days.

To locate Yun Mengrou's team, she stayed up late revising the promotional plan three times and visited five media companies.

She even staked out the studio Yun Mengrou often frequented until midnight, yet didn't see a single figure.

Now clutching this life‑saving Business Card, her excitement could no longer be restrained.

She leaned forward, rose onto her tiptoes, and quickly planted a kiss on Jiang Feng's cheek!

When she realized what she had done, she recoiled as if burned, flinging her hands to cover her face, and her ears flushed red enough to seem they could bleed.

She was so shy she wouldn't even lift her head: "Don't read too much into it! This is… just a simple thank you, nothing else, please don't misunderstand!"

Jiang Feng brushed the cheek he'd been kissed on, his fingertips still warm from her, and couldn't help laughing, his voice full of teasing.

"Oh? A simple thank you? Then President Su, your way of thanking is rather special. Had I known, I should have collected more celebrity Business Cards—could I earn thank‑yous every day?"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Su Xueyan lowered her hand and glared at him.

"Alright, alright, hurry up and make the call."

Jiang Feng waved his hand and continued lying on the sofa.

Su Xueyan quickly regained her composure, inhaled deeply, and with slightly stiff fingers dialed the number on the Business Card.

The moment the call connected, she even instinctively straightened her back.

"Hello, good day."

On the other end, Anna's crisp voice came through, carrying a hint of professional detachment.

"Hello Miss Anna, I am Su Xueyan of Su Group, and I'd like to discuss a beauty endorsement collaboration with Miss Yun Mengrou."

Su Xueyan spoke at a rapid pace, fearing the other side would hang up.

"Our brand focuses on high‑end skincare, the budget is ample, and the promotional plan is ready; we will certainly not interfere with Miss Yun's rest time…"

Anna was silent for two seconds, her tone courteous yet leaving no room for negotiation.

"Sorry, President Su, I think you may not have fully understood the situation."

"Yun Mengrou recently suffered an asthma attack; the Doctor specifically instructed her to rest for three months, and all commercial activities have been cancelled. I suggest you consider another artist to avoid delaying your project schedule."

"Don't hang up! Miss Anna, please wait!"

Su Xueyan quickly shouted, her heart rising to her throat.

"I'm not contacting you at random; Jiang Feng told me to call! He said you know him and would surely grant this favor! Please reconsider?"

"Jiang Feng?"

Anna's voice was full of doubt, even a hint of bewilderment.

"President Su, I'm certain I don't know anyone named Jiang Feng. Could you have mistaken? Sorry, I have other matters to attend to, I'll hang up now."

Beep…

When the busy tone sounded, Su Xueyan's hand holding the phone froze mid‑air, and the color drained completely from her face.

She turned to Jiang Feng, her eyes slightly reddened, pouting in grievance.

"It's all your fault! I don't even know who Jiang Feng is."

"Now it's worse; not only did I fail to secure it, I seem to have bothered her, and Miss Anna might think I'm deliberately harassing her…"

Jiang Feng thought for a moment, realizing he indeed hadn't mentioned his name, and laughed, saying:

"Right, I forgot; I didn't tell her my name, so I'll call her myself."

"Don't call, don't call!"

Su Xueyan lunged to snatch the phone: "What if she gets even more angry and blocks me? I still had a sliver of hope, now it's completely gone…"

But at that moment, Jiang Feng had already placed the call.

Su Xueyan could only nervously clutch her clothing edge, stare fixedly at the phone screen, her heart in turmoil.

If this truly angers Anna, not to mention the collaboration, the Su Group will find it hard to deal with the entertainment circle in the future.

……

At this moment, inside a river‑view high‑rise apartment in Jiangcheng.

Yun Mengrou lay on a custom wool sofa, clutching a printed blurry photograph in her hand.

The photo was captured from backstage surveillance at the music festival, showing only a side silhouette of Jiang Feng, his face indistinct.

She stared at the photo, sighed, her tone utterly dejected.

"Anna, we've been searching for three days, why is there still no news? We checked surveillance, staff, even asked the audience present, yet we can't find him?"

Anna sat on the single‑seater sofa beside her, handing a cup of warm honey water to Yun Mengrou.

"Don't worry, I've already hired a private detective to investigate; if he's living in Jiangcheng, we'll surely locate him. Besides, he saved you, that debt can't be escaped—fate will bring you together again."

"But I just want to thank him in person right now…"

Yun Mengrou took the cup, sipped a small mouthful, and, feeling a bit deflated, tossed the photo onto the sofa.

"Back then I mistakenly thought he was being a lecher and slapped him; now I feel embarrassed. If he knew how ungrateful I was, he'd surely be angry."

"He wouldn't."

Anna smiled reassuringly, saying that this big star sometimes acts like a child.

"A gentleman who would voluntarily rescue someone without expecting payment must be a good person. Moreover, once we find him, just apologize several times and treat him to a meal, that'll be fine, right?"

Just then, Anna's phone rang again, the caller ID still showing Su Xueyan.

She immediately frowned, answered, her tone tinged with suppressed anger.

"President Su, I've already made it very clear: Mengrou will not accept any collaboration. If you continue to pester, I'll have no choice but …"

Anna considered herself to have a good temper, yet at this moment she was also irritated by Su Xueyan's harassment.

I already said I'm not taking any work lately; why can't you understand what I'm saying?

What surprised Anna was that the voice opposite wasn't Su Xueyan's, but a slightly nonchalant male voice.

"Anna, right? What, it's only been a few days and you've already forgotten me?"

Anna Throughout person instantly stiffened on the sofa.

This voice!

This Tone!

Why does it sound so familiar?

It seems, it seems like the man who back then stepped in to help Yun Mengrou at the music festival?

"You... who are you?"

Anna's voice trembled a bit, and she instinctively looked at Yun Mengrou, her eyes full of shock.

And over here, Yun Mengrou clearly also noticed Anna's abnormality.

She grabbed Anna's arm in one hand, and her Excitement‑tinged voice trembled.

"Is it him? Quick, give me the phone! I need to talk to him!"