[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-intelligence-king-of-chinese-entertainment":3,"chapter-the-intelligence-king-of-chinese-entertainment-the-intelligence-king-of-chinese-entertainment-chapter-163":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Intelligence King of Chinese Entertainment",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2260466,4411,"Chapter 163: Any of these seven fairy daughters would do as my daughter-in-law","the-intelligence-king-of-chinese-entertainment-chapter-163",163,"\u003Cp>Late January, while Yu Yanli was still filming the scene of suppressing the Yamazaki unit in Hebei Province for Liang Jian, Huan Tian Xi Di Qi Nüxian finally premiered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To ensure strong ratings for the premiere, Yu Yanli specifically requested that terrestrial channels delay their broadcast, insisting it air only after several satellite channels had premiered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although this somewhat affected terrestrial channel distribution, Yu Yanli believed that if it succeeded on satellite, the subsequent sales would be even better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Four satellite channels jointly premiering a single drama wasn’t unheard of in the industry, but it was still an enormous move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As some media put it, Huan Tian Xi Di Qi Nüxian was clearly aiming to dominate the Spring Festival slot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On nearly the same day, Huan Tian Xi Di Qi Nüxian appeared in the prime-time slots of four satellite channels: Tianjin, Shandong, Shanghai, and Heilongjiang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be fair, the joint broadcast greatly increased visibility, but it also diluted viewership ratings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ideal scenario would be staggered scheduling—airing on different days or at different time slots.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the time, neither the internet nor DVDs could offer live broadcasting; television remained the dominant platform for dramas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But TV stations aired at fixed times with no pause or replay functions; missing episodes or wanting to rewatch was extremely common.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s why reruns were so popular—staggered scheduling perfectly met these viewer needs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If viewers in Tianjin finished two episodes and still wanted more, they’d switch to Heilongjiang’s broadcast; if they missed a day’s consecutive airing on Shandong, they’d wait for Shanghai’s repeat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But talk is cheap, ideals are ideals, reality is reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who aired first, who aired last, who got prime time, who got daytime—there were countless issues and tangled interests involved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though they were cooperating, each of the four TV stations had their own agenda, all wanting the first bite and the biggest advantage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if Yu Yanli were part of the intelligence system, or could read minds, he’d struggle to balance it all; only a hypnosis-and-brainwashing system might work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So after negotiations, the four satellite channels still insisted on simultaneous broadcast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For Yu Yanli, the downside was lower ratings data and increased pressure to perform, but the upside was that this bombardment-style airing maximized audience reach, making the drama more likely to go viral.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ratings data vs. drama popularity\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The former is bullshit!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he lost the bet with the satellite channels and didn’t get part of the payment, the drama’s massive influence would let him recoup—and even profit more—from terrestrial and second\u002Fthird-run sales.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zao City\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Er’s Restaurant, rarely closing early, shut its doors early that day; after Zhang Hong and Old Yan returned home, they began inviting friends and neighbors over to watch TV.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their son had said this Huan Tian Xi Di Qi Nüxian was one he’d invested in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was their own business—they had to show support.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Yan silently smoked his White Jiang and raised a question: “I don’t understand ratings, but surely more viewers is better. If you gather everyone here, aren’t you dragging your own feet?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Hong paused, her hand holding the home phone receiver, then quickly found a new excuse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you know? I’m advertising for my son.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We give strangers two extra pieces of braised meat to taste—same here. I invite them over to watch, they like it, then they turn on their TVs at home every day to watch my son’s drama.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without waiting for Old Yan’s reply, she grabbed the phone book and started dialing furiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Auntie, come over after dinner to watch TV—Yu Yanli’s drama. Nothing to bring, I’ve prepared everything.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aunt Mao, are you home?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sister, bring your daughter-in-law Xiao Yi...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Yan watched Zhang Hong’s enthusiastic energy and silently scoffed: advertising for his son? She just wanted to show off in front of those old women.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t the first time Zhang Hong had done this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d done it during Zheng Fu, organized viewings for Ju Bao Pen, and only stopped for Sui Tang Ying Xiong Chuan after her son personally called to warn her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d watched Han Wu Di too, but since her son never appeared and she wasn’t interested in the genre, she quit after two days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, after confirming Huan Tian Xi Di Qi Nüxian had no queueing plotline, Zhang Hong reused the same tactic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this time, she went all out—because she’d heard this drama might feature her future daughter-in-law.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Yu Yanli brought the villagers to the set, a gossipy fellow from the same village had casually mentioned a few things when calling home to reassure his parents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that guy didn’t know much about Dong Xuan and still had some sense, so he only said Yu Ge’s girlfriend was beautiful and a female star—nothing else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Afterwards, Yu Yanli demanded everyone keep quiet; no further details could be dug up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Zhang Hong had remembered it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for Yu Yanli’s earlier claim that he’d broken up with his girlfriend, she didn’t believe it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That little scoundrel had lied since childhood, especially about love—eight out of ten sentences were fake; he was probably just fooling her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Hong invited some sisters-in-law and female relatives—not just to show off, but to see if they could collectively figure out who the real girl was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While they were still eating dinner and the News Broadcast hadn’t ended, the people Zhang Hong called began arriving one by one, gathering around her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since Yu Yanli took several childhood friends from the village out and they’d done well, Zhang Hong’s status in the village had skyrocketed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those who’d gone with Yu Yanli naturally befriended or flattered her, hoping she’d get Yu Yanli to look after their sons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those who hadn’t gone still hoped their own children might one day get a leg up—no need to say how they treated Zhang Hong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was one of Yu Yanli’s goals in helping his fellow villagers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even without Yu Yanli, Zhang Hong’s status in the village wasn’t bad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her family ran a restaurant, so their economic standing was decent; Old Yan and his two brothers, plus Yu Yanli’s generation of four, were all strong laborers; with extended relatives, no one in the village dared to provoke them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A group of rural women chattered loudly; even the dog in the courtyard fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Yan, sensing the situation, moved his stool to the doorway and chatted with his nephew Yan Yi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boy had originally come to drop off his mother and wife, then planned to go out and play cards, but Old Yan had forced him to stay and even called over Zhang Er from next door—without two men around, he feared being overwhelmed by the women.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Here, have a cigarette.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Yan passed out cigarettes; Zhang Er, familiar with him, eyed the White Jiang pack and teased him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your son’s rich now, yet you’re still stingy—why not treat yourself to a pack of Zhonghua?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhonghua isn’t as strong as this. Fine, if you want, I’ll get you some.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Yan went inside and brought out a pack each for Zhang Er and his nephew Yan Yi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Try something new—smoke these.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huanghe Lou? Is this good?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Er casually opened the pack, inspected and sniffed the cigarette; Old Yan looked at him with disdain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I told you you’re a country bumpkin—you only know Zhonghua. This is Huanghe Lou 1916, more expensive than Zhonghua, over a hundred yuan a pack.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wow.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Er was astonished, studying the pack; Yan Yi, who’d been about to light up, froze, tucked the pack into his chest, and grinned sheepishly when his uncle stared at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll give this to my dad.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You mean your future father-in-law.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Yan brought out another pack and handed it directly to his nephew: “For your dad. You’ve been sneaking his good cigarettes to your future father-in-law—I’ve heard him complain about you multiple times.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Yi tucked the cigarettes away, disgruntled: “My wife brings meat from her parents’ place—he eats plenty of it too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Yan smirked: his niece-in-law’s family ran a meat stall; Yan Yi’s household hadn’t paid for meat since New Year’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sneaking a few good cigarettes or liquor to his father-in-law wasn’t wrong...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Er was already enjoying his smoke, couldn’t describe the taste, but knowing the price, he’d already deified it in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When Yu Yanli was a kid, he was a troublemaker, his grades were way worse than my kid’s—never thought he’d turn out so successful. You’re finally enjoying the fruits.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Er, envious, said his own son, a few years older than Yu Yanli, had graduated university and now worked as a mid-level manager in a factory in Quancheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d been a big shot in the village—until compared to Yu Yanli, he was nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Yu Yanli had demanded silence from his hometown folks, he’d only restricted personal matters—other details were fair game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So everyone in the village knew how well Old Yan’s son was doing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He ran a company with hundreds (exaggerated) employees, handled deals worth tens of millions, opened several internet cafes in Beijing, earned over a million monthly, drove a Benz or BMW, and his girlfriend was apparently a movie star...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bah, he’s just messing around.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Yan pretended modesty, but his fat face beamed with pride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he grumbled about Zhang Hong gathering everyone, he never stopped her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He even found two sidekicks, giving away cigarettes he rarely smoked himself—just to soothe them and show off. Wasn’t that the whole point?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Yan beamed; Zhang Hong was even more delighted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two rival sisters-in-law led the flattery, the village chief’s daughter-in-law played along, the women’s committee chair called her “Red Sister”—it was Zhang Hong’s personal peak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This little... great treasure of a son? Totally worth it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the lively atmosphere, the premiere finally began; everyone watched intently, even the opening theme.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sister-in-law, sister-in-law—that’s Xiao Li!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Yanli’s aunt pointed at the screen: in the opening theme, Yu Yanli swung a long spear—just a few seconds, but familiar relatives recognized him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young Li looks so handsome—he takes after his aunt. He’s definitely the best-looking among all the brothers.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Yi’s wife flattered both Zhang Hong and her mother-in-law, making Yan Li’s mother and aunt glance at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is your son handsome because he takes after his mom, and we’re ugly, so our son’s ugly too?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But both understood the game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xin, from Yan Li’s aunt’s side, had gone to Beijing with Yu Yanli and became an internet cafe manager, earning several thousand yuan monthly in salary and bonuses—sometimes over ten thousand when business was good; rumor said he even got a car (false—just the cafe’s shared vehicle).\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were cousins; Yan Yi’s wife naturally had thoughts—maybe not getting her husband to Beijing to follow Yu Yanli, but at least some favoritism wouldn’t hurt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Yan Li’s mother-in-law and wife doted on Zhang Hong for the sake of their son\u002Fhusband.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Little aunt didn’t need to be told—her own son was hanging out with Yan Li, and doing well at it, so she had every reason to flatter Zhang Hong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They weren’t sure what they truly thought, but they immediately echoed Yan Yi’s wife’s words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s not just his brothers—among the young men in our nearby villages, Xiao Li is the most good-looking.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is all thanks to my sister-in-law’s efforts. I’m not afraid of my second brother getting angry—just look at my sister-in-law’s looks; she’s practically wasted on him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Yan: “...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What’s with all those looks? Yan Li’s looks clearly take after his own father.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’s just put on weight now—in his twenties and thirties, he was one of the handsomest young men for miles around; if anyone was wronged, it was him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Old Yan only thought this to himself—he wouldn’t dare say it aloud and shame Zhang Hong; if he did, once the gathering ended, the couple would surely fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Hong didn’t take these flatteries to heart—she’d heard them too often; her threshold had risen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to listening to these praises, her attention was mostly fixed on scanning the opening theme of “Seven Fairies’ Joyful Heaven” for her son’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because there were too many characters, Yan Li’s individual shots weren’t many, but his name carried strong presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Producer: Yan Li, Jin XX, Qian X...】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Starring: Hu Siyan, Pan Yueming... Yan Li...】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Executive Producer: Yan Li】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Hong didn’t fully understand what these titles meant, but the more his name appeared, the more important Yan Li seemed in this drama.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially that “Executive Producer”—it was like a commander-in-chief, sounding powerful, and listed alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others didn’t notice these details—most viewers didn’t even watch the opening theme, jumping straight to the main plot, and how many would pay attention to names anyway?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the opening theme, the drama began, briefly setting up the story before showing the seven fairies performing a dance for the Queen Mother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One by one, the seven fairies in red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple appeared—fair-skinned, beautiful, with graceful figures—making Zhang Hong and the others before the TV feel utterly enchanted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The plot unfolded: the youngest fairy secretly descended to earth; the other fairies covered for her, transforming into her to dance alongside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they watched, Zhang Hong and the others scrutinized and evaluated the seven fairies, analyzing which one might be Yan Li’s girlfriend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The one in red (Li Lin) is good—she looks steady and dignified.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think the one in yellow (Dong Xuan) is prettier—fair-skinned, with lovely eyes and eyebrows.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The one in blue (Fan Xiaopang) is the most beautiful—I’m a woman and even I like her.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The one in green (Jiang Xin) is good too—tall, sturdy, healthy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My goodness, I can’t keep up! Red Sister, if it were me, I’d accept any of them as my daughter-in-law.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Hong was dazzled—she knew the drama was about the seven fairies, but hadn’t expected they’d actually cast seven real “fairies.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now the question wasn’t which one was her daughter-in-law—based on her knowledge of Yan Li, with so many beautiful girls gathered together, that little rascal wouldn’t stay faithful to just one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Hong even began to believe Yan Li’s earlier claim of breaking up was true—maybe he’d already fallen for someone else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While Zhang Hong remained silent, unsure, others turned to Old Yan, curious about his opinion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Second brother, which one did you like?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Yan patted his belly and grinned sheepishly: “I think the Queen Mother is quite pretty.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pfft... cough... cough...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Yi nearly choked on his water, staring in shock at his second uncle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still got it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And his guts were enormous—his wife was right there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone burst into laughter. Zhang Hong shot him a glance but said nothing—this old bastard was cunning, the undisputed champion of pretending to be clueless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the father-in-law—he couldn’t casually comment on his daughter-in-law.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, these old women talked too fast—if the couple today declared they liked one, and the son later brought home someone else, rumors would spread and trouble would follow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Hong had originally had a preference, but after Old Yan’s interruption, she tightened her lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If anyone asked who she liked, she’d reply uniformly: “I like them all. It’s the kid’s business—we won’t interfere. Yan Li decides for himself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Setting aside the daughter-in-law topic, everyone turned their attention back to the plot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first two episodes featured no Yan Li—instead, they showed the youngest fairy secretly descending to earth and marrying the mortal Dong Yong; the other fairies failed to keep it secret, so the Queen Mother ordered the youngest fairy brought back and forced her to sever ties with Dong Yong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While a few weren’t impressed, most watched with great interest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though a costume fantasy drama, it told a human story with low narrative barriers, making it easy for viewers to relate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In plain terms, it was just a rich young lady running off with a poor young man, and the widow mother trying to break them apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These old women might not care about fairies falling in love, but they’d jump at this kind of “family drama.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was intentional in “Seven Fairies’ Joyful Heaven.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mother-daughter conflict enriched the plot and increased romantic obstacles for each fairy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simultaneously, the clash between traditional maternal roles and modern parent-child dynamics, between family control and free love, struck a nerve with some viewers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Young people loved it; older generations watched it while pretending to criticize.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>TV dramas fear no criticism—they fear no viewers at all. Even “black fans” count as viewership.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Yan and Yan Yi and the other men had little interest in this genre.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the seven fairies were undeniably beautiful—even the Queen Mother had charm. Just looking at their faces, they could sit still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the two episodes ended, everyone gave high praise—half-heartedly, half out of politeness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Hong happily called her son—but no one answered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She figured the drama’s premiere meant many people were calling him; she didn’t mind, and served snacks and dried fruits to everyone as they reviewed the plot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Hong was right—Yan Li was indeed swamped. Three phones rang nonstop; he couldn’t answer them all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Four major satellite channels aired it simultaneously—any household with satellite TV could tune in with a simple channel change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Acquaintances familiar with the drama naturally called Yan Li—to congratulate him, to boost their own visibility, or to thank him as crew members.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Lan, who had returned to her hometown for the New Year, also called Yan Li—but couldn’t reach him; he sent her a text instead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Lan replied with two messages, then stared at the photo she’d taken of the TV screen, silently studying it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had any of these seven “fairies” developed improper feelings for Yan Li?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Lan recalled a few days ago, when Ma Yi had stayed at her house. Moved by her constant company helping her through the breakup, Ma Yi—risking Yan Li’s anger—whispered four words to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Watch out for Wang Ou!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Lan knew that name—Wang Ou was an artist signed to Yan Li’s company, formerly a model.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d never paid her much attention before, but after Ma Yi’s warning, she reconsidered: why had Yan Li signed an unknown little model as his company’s only female artist? The implications were worth pondering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She spread out a sheet of paper and wrote Wang Ou’s name, beside it the two Bingbings linked to Yan Li’s planned scandals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The final name was Dong Xuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Lan wasn’t always clever, but she wasn’t stupid—she’d privately studied Yan Li’s circle more than once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dong Xuan’s name wasn’t heavily tied to Yan Li, but it wasn’t absent either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In “Snow Goddess Dragon,” she was the female lead; Yan Li was the distributor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d read the script of “Seven Fairies’ Joyful Heaven”—her character, the third fairy, was paired with Yan Li.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And both had attended Beijing Film Academy, online records showing they were both from the 2000 cohort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Lan hadn’t forgotten: Yan Li once had a beautiful ex-girlfriend from school—taller than her, fairer than her. Dong Xuan matched all those traits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, Qin Lan could’ve asked friends to inquire about Beijing Film Academy’s 2000 cohort—if their relationship hadn’t been hidden, it wouldn’t have been hard to find out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she dared not. Not investigating let her deceive herself—what if she uncovered something real?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Break up?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On what grounds? Even if Dong Xuan really was his ex, they’d already broken up when she met Yan Li—she had no guilt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the contrary, Qin Lan strongly suspected Dong Xuan had only returned now that Yan Li’s career was rising, shamelessly clinging back—and Yan Li, clinging to old feelings, had fallen for it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn’t break up—then Yan Li would be completely controlled by that little bitch. She was Yan Li’s official girlfriend; it was her duty to protect him from harm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Achoo~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dong Xuan, still in Beijing’s Beiying compound preparing for the Spring Festival Gala, sneezed, frowning suspiciously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did someone just curse me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Li Bingbing? Fan Bingbing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Or those two little bitches with surnames Hu or Huang?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",3355,"2026-06-19T16:16:52.605Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","d60856cddc784bf9ee61868ba746357dc96c3aac8e857adfea4307a70fa4c9b0","the-intelligence-king-of-chinese-entertainment-chapter-164","the-intelligence-king-of-chinese-entertainment-chapter-162",405,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-intelligence-king-of-chinese-entertainment-cover.jpg"]