Chapter 308

"What kind of love potion did you feed that stupid kid? He's actually stupid enough to go and start some charity fund?"

"... Please move aside."

"Move? Of course I can! If that kid is so useless, what's the harm in letting him go to you? But, just based on you, can you keep a tight leash on him? Don't let him run back to me in two days and be an eyesore!"

Speechless, He Lele looked at Du Wei with near pity and couldn't help but shake her head.

Du Wei, already full of frustration, was instantly furious. "What are you shaking your head for? What right do you have to shake your head?"

He Lele didn't say a word and moved to try and bypass Du Wei, but her indifferent attitude made Du Wei's pent-up resentment swell even more.

Du Wei grabbed her arm and yanked. "Are you deaf? Or are you a mute? Or are you both deaf and mute, just right to pair up with that stupid kid?"

He Lele finally couldn't hold it back. She turned to look directly at Du Wei's beautiful but angry face, her tone as flat as if she were stating an undeniable fact.

"... I'm just pitying you, for losing the most precious thing in this world without even knowing it."

Before Du Wei herself could react, her hand had already swung out, but the slap landed solidly on the back of a man's hand, and then she was roughly pushed by this man toward her aunt.

"You dare hit me?" Du Wei didn't care about her image anymore. She only knew that if she didn't vent this anger now, she would go crazy! Two years of walking on eggshells, two years of swallowing her pride, looking at people's faces and flattering them—and just when that kid finally had some capital and some use, it all vanished in a blink! How much longer was she supposed to endure like before!

It was all this woman's fault! It was all this bitch's fault!

Du Wei smashed her handbag at He Lele and then lunged at her.

He Lele's bodyguard, the man who had pushed Du Wei away, casually swatted the flying handbag aside. But before he could take a step, a figure met Du Wei—grabbing her collar with one hand and lifting her, walking without stopping until he pinned her against the wall.

"Weiwei! Ruan Lin, you!" Du Mei was terrified.

"Ruan Lin!" He Lele panicked.

Du Wei, unable to breathe, struggled desperately, looking in horror at the violent Ruan Lin! This, this is Ruan Lin?

"Ruan Lin!" He Lele looked around anxiously. Seeing people on both sides hearing the commotion and walking toward them, she became even more anxious. "Ruan Lin, let go quickly!"

Who knew that when Du Wei heard He Lele's anxious voice, it was like a shot of adrenaline. Enduring the pain of suffocation, she screamed, "Help! Help!"

"Ruan Lin! What are you doing!" Du Mei hurriedly stepped forward to pry Ruan Lin's hand away, but how could she? Instead, she watched helplessly as Ruan Lin lifted Du Wei higher and higher, until Du Wei could no longer make a sound and could only kick her legs while grabbing his hand.

"Ruan Lin!" He Lele rushed in front of Ruan Lin and pushed his body with all her might. "Zhai Feiyun! Help!"

Zhai Feiyun didn't move, and the bodyguard didn't move either.

Finally, through the efforts of the TV station staff, Du Wei was rescued. Everyone looked at Ruan Lin with horror and disbelief.

The perfect image Ruan Lin had crafted for seven years had completely collapsed in the hearts of these people.

"It's okay, let's go back." As everyone was in chaos, Zhai Feiyun put his arm around He Lele's waist and embraced her toward the elevator.

"Ruan Lin, he—"

"If you stay here, he will only be more erratic."

"I—"

Zhai Feiyun picked up his phone. "Zhixiu, the recording is canceled. We're heading to the airport first. You have Xiao Zhou bring you over later."

In the crowd, Wu Ming looked at Du Wei, who was covered in tear tracks, and sighed deeply. He never expected it would end like this...

After hesitating for a moment, Wu Ming dialed the "Little Demon King" number.

"I'm sorry, Producer Shentu, Ruan Lin, he..."

"Did he mess it up?"

"It's my fault! I, I went to find Miss He, and Ruan Lin only—because he saw Miss He—"

"He Lele?"

"Yes!"

"Where is Zhai Feiyun?"

"He just left with Miss He."

"... Bring Ruan Lin back first."

Hanging up the phone, Wu Ming really wanted to hear something from Shentu Mo's tone, but in the end, he could only smile bitterly. When had this young master ever let anyone see through him?

"Ruan Lin—" Wu Ming had just pushed open the dressing room door when he froze.

Where was Ruan Lin? He clearly saw Ruan Lin return to the dressing room! Ruan Lin! Don't cause any more trouble!

On the other side, Du Wei, who had just recovered from the shock, hated He Lele and Ruan Lin a thousand times over in her heart. A touch of malice flashed across her beautiful face, and she also took out her phone and flipped through her address book. ===== CHAPTER 309 =====