Chapter 222: Professional Scandal Mongering

"How is it? Did that woman take the bait?"

"Boss Wang, you can rest easy when I handle things. I told you, many of those Hong Kong girls are very realistic. As long as there's money, they'll do anything. How could she possibly refuse?"

"Is it really that easy? Could she be playing you?"

"How could that be, Boss Wang? I haven't been in this business for just a day or two; my judgment of people is very sharp. It really is that easy; even I didn't expect it. It looks like, I suspect, this woman might already have a grudge against that couple."

"……Then how did you talk to her?"

"Boss Wang, you said earlier that you were in a rush and wanted things settled within these two days, so I picked up the pace. After she agreed, she mentioned that the guy wasn't interested in her, so I gave her a little something extra—something to make him interested in her—and told her to bring it back."

"What thing!? Are you fucking crazy?"

"Boss Wang, I used a divine medicine worth a thousand gold. I guarantee that once he eats it, he'll be absolutely possessed, like he's under a spell. Regardless of whether it's a man or a woman, they'll be just like those in heat..."

"Stop the fucking nonsense and talk to me seriously. What exactly did you add? Let me tell you, if you mess around and something goes wrong, don't you dare drag me into it!"

"Don't worry, Boss Wang. How could I mess around? Chen Nuo, who the fuck can afford to provoke him right now? I don't want to go to jail. The medicine I used really is a secret recipe from my hometown in Western Hunan. It's odorless, colorless, and has no side effects. It's just that once mixed with alcohol, even a 70-year-old man would be able to flip three middle-aged women, and an 80-year-old grandmother would return to her youth, with water flowing like a tide... And I guarantee that when they wake up, nothing will be detectable. They definitely won't know anyone drugged them. Hehe."

"……Grass, what medicine? Is it really as miraculous as you say? Is it real or fake?"

"How could I joke with you, Boss Wang? This medicine from Western Hunan is on the same level as Yunnan's White Medicine and Fujian's Pien Tze Huang. It's a thousand-year-old secret recipe. But the raw materials are very hard to get; I only have a tiny bit left in my hands. I don't know when I'll be able to get more. Boss Wang, if you don't believe me, do you want me to send it over tonight for you to try?"

……

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When Yang Ying returned with her hands full of food, Chen Nuo and Wen Yuyan were just preparing to go out to eat.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Wen Yuyan asked in Cantonese: "Baby, we were just about to go out to eat. Are there any reporters outside?"

Yang Ying said: "No, but I bought some food, and I also bought a bottle of wine..." As she spoke, she shook the bottle of red wine in the pocket of her left hand.

Wen Yuyan said with pleasant surprise: "Ah, how did you know we were celebrating today?"

Yang Ying felt nervous and extremely uneasy inside, but she still put on a natural smile: "'The Message' was filmed so well, you don't even have to think about it; it's definitely going to sell very well, so of course you'd want to celebrate. I thought it wouldn't be good for Nuo-zai to go out drinking, so I just bought it back."

Wen Yuyan smiled and said: "Wouldn't it be a bit bad to drink in the middle of the day?"

As she spoke, she turned her head to Chen Nuo and said: "Darling, I remember your alcohol tolerance isn't good. Back in Hong Kong, you drank just a tiny cup of wine and passed out. Let's drink it tonight instead."

It would have been one thing if Wen Yuyan hadn't said that, but these words actually looked down on Chen Zong's alcohol tolerance.

As a man, how could he be a coward? Chen Nuo immediately sneered: "I passed out? Hurry up and get the corkscrew. Why wait for tonight? Let's drink it now and see who passes out."

Yang Ying watched Wen Yuyan and Chen Nuo laughing and playing from the side, forcing a smile,

her heart beating as heavily as a drum.

That man had given her this bottle of wine, saying that if Chen Nuo and Wen Yuyan drank it together, they would definitely lose control after drinking, and they wouldn't remember anything that happened after they woke up.

In this way, she could take the opportunity to use the latest digital camera the man gave her to take a few photos, and then...

The condition the man gave was 3 million Hong Kong dollars.

After the job was done, she could get paid first, then deliver the goods.

Yang Ying didn't know what she was thinking at the time; as if possessed, she actually nodded and agreed.

She knew it wasn't just because those millions would allow her to not worry about her livelihood after losing her career, and she could even go to Japan or Canada to start over.

It was also because of that one sentence from the man that struck her lifeline.

"Miss Yang, you only need to let Chen Nuo drink a few cups, and he will definitely be head over heels for you."

While smiling, Yang Ying placed the food she brought back on the dining table and helped Wen Yuyan set the bowls and chopsticks, only watching the boy texting on the sofa with the corner of her eye.

In the spacious and bright living room, he was dressed quite casually at home, as usual.

A pair of jeans, a yellow T-shirt, and a light red shirt worn over it, with the collar slightly open, revealing his fair skin.

His hair was a bit messy, as if he had just woken up, but his facial contours were distinct. Under his high-bridged nose were thin, well-shaped lips. He seemed a bit engrossed in the text message, his lips gently parting and closing as he silently recited the words in the message.

It wasn't that Yang Ying hadn't seen handsome men; her several ex-boyfriends, whether William or Edison, were all recognized top-tier hunks in Hong Kong.

However, the longer she lived in Jingcheng, the more she felt every day, and the greater the restlessness in her heart became.

Especially at this moment, as she looked through the boy's figure at that little golden man placed casually on the TV cabinet...

That was a genuine Oscar trophy,

just placed casually on the TV cabinet by this man, as if it were a small gift bought from some grocery store in America!

At the time, Wen Yuyan even asked him if he should put such a valuable thing in the company or at school. Yang Ying would remember this man's answer for the rest of her life.

Because she was listening clearly from the side at the time.

"No need, just let it stay here. It can be considered giving me a little motivation every day."

Motivation? What did that mean?

Yang Ying really hadn't reacted at the time.

Because in her consciousness, being able to win an Oscar trophy was undoubtedly the absolute peak of life for any actor in the world.

Not to mention the Asian records he created by winning this award.

It could be said that even if he announced his retirement from acting immediately, he would never have to worry about food or clothing for the rest of his life, and would be wealthy and noble.

Yet in the other person's mouth, this trophy seemed like nothing, just a motivation to make him work harder and be more progressive?

At that moment, Yang Ying realized again why Wen Yuyan had loved this man so much from the very beginning.

You have to know, Chen Nuo didn't have much fame back then, and the two of them had been roaming the modeling circle since they were young. They had seen too many handsome men and were already unfazed, but Wen Yuyan seemed to have fallen in love with him at first sight.

Yang Ying didn't understand before, but now she understood.

Sometimes, some men truly exude a charm from their very bones that makes women unable to stop themselves.

Besides that, there were actually many details reflected in every aspect of life.

Whether in daily communication or speech and behavior, this boy demonstrated excellent upbringing and was extremely respectful of others. Even if he didn't agree with something, he rarely refuted Wen Yuyan.

For example, the Oscar matter this time.

When she heard Wen Yuyan straightforwardly propose that she wouldn't go to the Oscars this time, Yang Ying was moved, but more than that, she felt it was incredible.

In her understanding, Chen Nuo would definitely be furious at Wen Yuyan's self-assertion, or even think she didn't know what was good for her.

Yang Ying had broken into a cold sweat for Wen Yuyan at the time, but she didn't expect that Chen Nuo wouldn't say a single harsh word.

"Nuo-zai never forces me to do anything." Later, when she asked Wen Yuyan how she had the guts to do that, that was how Wen Yuyan answered her.

Compared to that loser Edison, Yang Ying wanted to cry her heart out at the time.

If you ask, who wouldn't want such a man?

Just amidst these fragmented thoughts of Yang Ying, lunch was finally set.

Besides the dishes Yang Ying brought back, there was also the porridge Wen Yuyan had boiled in the morning, and a portion of twice-cooked pork Chen Nuo had stir-fried yesterday. It hadn't been finished yesterday, and it had just been heated in the microwave until it was sizzling with oil, and it was also placed on the table.

Three glasses of red wine, half-filled, with deep red liquid in the crystal glasses, were placed in front of the three people.

The red wine wasn't anything good. Because time was too tight just now, Yang Ying and the others just found a nearby winery and bought a bottle at random.

In that man's car, Yang Ying had watched with her own eyes as he took a syringe and injected a tube of pitch-black, Chinese medicine-like substance into it...

At this moment, Wen Yuyan picked up her glass with a smile and said: "Come, let's just drink this one glass at noon today, and we'll celebrate tonight. First, thank you, Baby, for your thoughtfulness in buying us food and red wine. And then, Darling, I wish your movie 'The Message' great success! May the box office pass 100 million in one day, 200 million in two days, and 300 million in three days. By then, Darling, you can go to Shanghai and buy a big house."

Chen Nuo chuckled.

He had just received a few more text messages from the China Film Group's marketing department.

This morning, China Film personnel had spread out to various major cinemas in first and second-tier cities to understand the real-time attendance of 'The Message'.

The information gathered so far was that in cities like Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou, Shenzhen, Chengdu, Shenyang, and Nanjing, the number of screenings in major cinemas this morning had all exceeded 40%, and the attendance rate had all exceeded 50%.

It wasn't perfect, but it was in line with expectations.

At the very least, both the number of screenings and the attendance rate exceeded 'Flower Street Cop' starring Chen Kun and Shawn Yue, which was released on February 28th, and was also a few percentage points higher than 'Three Kingdoms: Resurrection of the Dragon' starring Liu Liu Dehua, which was released on the same day.

Seeing that the competitors didn't seem to be rivals, and that even Liu Liu Dehua's movie was being dominated by him,

this undoubtedly made Chen Nuo's mood even better. He immediately raised his glass along with Wen Yuyan, "Thank you for the wine, Baby, and thank you for the blessings, A-Shan. Come, our relationship is deep, let's down it in one gulp."

Wen Yuyan suppressed a laugh: "Darling, don't push yourself. Let's drink slowly, okay?"

Chen Nuo said unhappily: "What do you mean push myself..."

"Fine, fine, fine, it's not pushing yourself. In any case, let's drink slowly. It's only noon, and there's nothing to do in the afternoon anyway. Right?"

Chen Nuo hesitated for a moment, "Is there any fun in drinking slowly?"

Wen Yuyan nodded very seriously and said: "Very fun, really."

Chen Nuo sighed with regret, seemingly very dissatisfied that he couldn't down it in one gulp, and said helplessly: "Alright then, I'll accompany you two and drink slowly."

Wen Yuyan really couldn't hold it back anymore and giggled, saying while laughing: "I knew you were the best, Darling."

Yang Ying accompanied them with a smile from the side, watching as Wen Yuyan and Chen Nuo brought their glasses to their lips, about to drink.

Her heart suddenly began to pound.

Suddenly, a huge fear swept over her.

Wait a minute, what the hell was she doing?

A strange man she didn't know had suddenly come to her, wanting her to set a trap for her best friend, and also to take photos that would be enough to ruin both of them.

And she, under the other person's bewitchment, had actually agreed?

Just for money?

When she was trapped in the darkest predicament, who was it that grabbed her hand and kept her from falling into that bottomless abyss?

Who was it that, for her sake, was willing to give up the Oscar red carpet that countless people dreamed of?

Who was it that, after watching the Oscar live broadcast, cried alone in the bedroom, not wanting to be heard by her?

And now, she was going to destroy this person?

"Wait..." Yang Ying regretted it; she couldn't fake a smile anymore, her heart shrank into a ball, and she shouted loudly.

But she immediately closed her mouth again.

Because at the moment she spoke, Chen Nuo and Wen Yuyan had both swallowed the wine in their glasses.

Wen Yuyan asked in surprise: "What's wrong, Baby? Do you still have something to say?"

Chen Nuo frowned. It was only then that he noticed Yang Ying's expression was a bit off, and his vigilance rose slightly, so he also asked: "Wait for what? Baby."

Yang Ying's expression remained dull for less than a second, then she immediately laughed and said: "Nothing, I just wanted to drink with you guys." After finishing, she picked up her glass and downed it in one gulp.

Holy shit.

Is this woman crazy?

Chen Nuo cursed inwardly, but seeing Wen Yuyan also drink it all in one gulp, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and drink the half glass of red wine.

Chen Nuo didn't know where Yang Ying bought this wine; in any case, it was bitter and astringent. He took the bottle and looked at it.

Alright, it's from Australia.

No wonder.

In Chen Nuo's cognition, Australian dry red is truly the most disgusting thing in the world. It should really be banned for a lifetime; don't let it in to harm the taste buds of the Chinese people.

Since the three of them had downed a glass in one breath, it definitely wasn't going to be just one glass from here on out.

Wen Yuyan immediately poured Chen Nuo another small half-glass, and poured half a glass for herself and Yang Ying.

Chen Nuo's expression was calm, and he didn't say anything. Because his head was already a bit dizzy.

He didn't know if it was because of the wine or something else, but he felt a fire brewing in his lower abdomen.

The three of them ate and chatted, and Chen Nuo noticed that Yang Ying's words became particularly numerous, and she started speaking Cantonese, speaking fast and urgently.

He only understood a few words, like "thank you," "next time," "sisters in the next life," and so on.

He felt a bit strange.

Because according to his understanding, Yang Ying wasn't the sentimental type, and her alcohol tolerance shouldn't be like this, right?

Only drank two glasses, and she's already talking about being sisters for life?

But Wen Yuyan didn't have his paranoia and seemed very moved by Angelababy's rare outpouring of heart, clinking glasses with her repeatedly.

Although it was already March and past the coldest time in Jingcheng, because all three of them were Southerners and were afraid of the cold, the floor heating in the room had been kept on.

The aftereffect of this Australian dry red was a bit strong, and Chen Nuo felt the alcohol rising as he ate, his body heating up.

The two girls eating with him also took off their coats without being shy.

Wen Yuyan was wearing a white long-sleeved T-shirt inside, the collar was a bit low, and you could see her exquisite collarbones and a touch of snow-white skin.

Yang Ying, opposite her, was wearing a black tight-fitting thermal underwear. The tight clothing outlined her bumpy curves, her waist was slender, as if it would break with one grasp.

She sat on the floor, her long legs covered in a pair of thick black silk stockings. The lines were indeed the most fluid and slender among the women Chen Nuo had seen. Her figure was tall and graceful; in terms of innate conditions, it was indeed exceptionally gifted.

Wen Yuyan rolled her sleeves up to her elbows, revealing a pair of jade arms. Her eyes were filled with watery light at some point, and when she looked at Chen Nuo, she even bit her lips a few times before saying in a coquettish voice: "Darling, don't you feel very hot? Why is it so hot? Should I go turn off the floor heating?"

"Go, go." Chen Nuo also felt it was indeed a bit hot.

Wen Yuyan stood up crookedly, seemingly already a bit drunk.

Chen Nuo saw that Yang Ying, who had drunk the most, was very drunk. Her head was resting on the coffee table, pillowing on her arms, her eyes half-open and half-closed, seemingly about to fall asleep.

Wen Yuyan returned after turning off the floor heating and didn't return to her original position,

but instead sat on Chen Nuo's lap, making Chen Nuo feel soft and bouncy, extremely comfortable.

After Wen Yuyan sat down, she froze for a moment, then giggled, leaned into Chen Nuo's ear, and whispered: "Why are you... Baby is still here."

Chen Nuo shook his head and said: "A-Shan, I feel something is wrong."

Wen Yuyan laughed bewitchingly, her slightly pouting lips like a flower bud about to bloom, "Where is it wrong?"

Chen Nuo used his last bit of reason and said: "I feel... the wine seems wrong."

In the last bit of memory he had while still sober, it was Wen Yuyan's alert eyes.

Perhaps because of the red wine, Chen Nuo slept extremely comfortably this time.

He didn't wake up from his sleep until someone was talking in his ear.

But his eyelids were still very heavy, and he was muddled; he heard Wen Yuyan saying something.

At the same time, he also heard another woman's crying.

After a while, Wen Yuyan started cursing. She used Cantonese, full of dirty words, and there were many terms Chen Nuo had never heard before.

Following that, he waited for a burst of empty silence.

Chen Nuo also fell asleep again.

When he woke up again, this time it wasn't that the curtains were too thick, but that it was truly dark outside.

He was lying on the sofa, covered with a thin blanket.

From the living room, which only had a few small ceiling lights on and was only dimly lit, he saw Wen Yuyan and Yang Ying.

He was a bit stunned for a moment.

Because Wen Yuyan was sitting on a chair at the other end of the living room, while Yang Ying was actually kneeling in front of her.

Her knees were kneeling on the hardwood floor, and her body was still held very straight.

Chen Nuo's brain was muddled, and he hadn't reacted to what had happened yet.

He heard Wen Yuyan say: "Darling, I'm sorry for you, this bitch"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 223 =====