Chapter 112: I Am Playing Mahjong

One glance from those bright, sparkling eyes was enough to make Lian Hanqi feel as if something inside his chest had caved in.

He reached out and gently stroked Yun Fu’s hair. “As it should be.”

Yun Fu: “???”

How was that “as it should be”?

At first, everyone thought the matter would end there. No one expected another heavyweight to appear afterward.

Fang Zeming reposted: @Fang Yue Law Firm @Yun Fu [Lawyer’s Statement: Recently, several users on Weibo, including @LatestEntertainmentScooper @IAmASeaweed @HurryUpAndEatEatEat, have maliciously spread rumors and defamed Ms. Yun Fu... Evidence has been preserved. Legal responsibility will be pursued in accordance with the law!]

A solid, bona fide official heavyweight.

And the accounts mentioned were the bloggers who had started the whole wave of slander from behind the scenes. Beneath them were many abusive comments, all of which had been singled out as well, and formal legal notices had been issued.

If it had been any other lawyer, in the entertainment industry where legal letters flew around all the time, perhaps no one would have cared.

But when it was Fang Zeming, people panicked.

Attorney Fang, the stabilizing force of the legal world. Heaven knew why Yun Fu had such a connection with him, or how she had managed to summon such a heavyweight, the kind who only appeared in major cases.

[Let me play "Farewell" for those people. I want to see whether they really have the guts of a lion or a bear’s heart. Tsk tsk tsk, they’re finished now.]

[Why do I love this kind of plot so much? It feels amazing. Keyboard warriors like that should be destroyed!]

[Keep cursing, why have you turned into turtles now? Are you scared because you saw our Attorney Fang? Don’t be afraid, go on.]

[Oh, I’m such a terrible person. I love watching people get their comeuppance, hahaha.]

Chen Dazhong was a professional paid troll. After graduating from college he could not find a job, and little by little he became more and more disillusioned with the world. What he hated most were those glamorous celebrities online.

So from behind his screen he picked fights with everything under the sun, as if he alone ruled the world and everyone else had to submit to him.

Later, after becoming a paid troll, he watched one celebrity after another fall silent under his attacks, and he grew even more brazen.

This time, someone had hired him to blacken Yun Fu’s name.

When he saw that face truly deserving of being called a beauty that could stop time, when he saw the necklace around her neck that he could never afford in his lifetime, he cursed all the while:

"What the hell is that! A filthy bitch! Must have slept her way up there, and she still has the nerve to show off. I’ll make you die sooner or later!"

At the same time, he frantically smeared Yun Fu online, posting vulgar, filthy comments.

Until just moments ago, when he received a lawyer’s letter from Fang Yue Law Firm, with Fang Zeming as the attorney in charge.

He was terrified. He panicked. He regretted everything.

But there was no medicine for regret in this world. His fat, sleazy body trembled with fear.

He was just an ordinary man. He was afraid of prison. Afraid of being beaten to death.

In his panic, gritting his teeth and with a desperate, if we all go down together, resolve, he posted on Weibo:

[It was this person who sent me messages and told me to blacken Yun Fu’s name. I only took the money and did the job!]

He pasted an account, then quickly deleted his own account in the hope of finding some psychological comfort.

And at a time like this, there was never a shortage of bystanders eager for gossip.

Netizens traced the account and found that the person was none other than a secondary account belonging to Zeng Yuzi’s manager.

They even dug out the rumors accusing Yun Fu of having had plastic surgery, proving them to be pure fabrication as well.

After all, with Yun Fu’s face, if it had really been possible to sculpt something that perfect through surgery, someone would already have done it.

Zeng Yuzi immediately posted on Weibo, claiming that she had fired her assistant and that everything the assistant had done had nothing to do with her.

The assistant also posted, saying that she had merely acted out of jealousy toward Yun Fu and had kicked her when she was down; she was deeply sorry.

But blaming the assistant had already become a very common tactic in the entertainment industry, and almost no one believed it.

[Unless I’m an idiot, this is so obvious. Why not just say you were jealous that Yun Fu was beautiful and good at acting, and nearly outshone you, the female lead, so you bought paid trolls to smear her?]

[The moment I saw those photos, I knew it was nonsense. Yun Fu’s foundation is right there for everyone to see. She flies on wires and shoots such dangerous scenes every day. If she had really had surgery, she’d be terrified to death.]

[Just a few photos showing buck teeth and a square face? I can find those online at random too. If I said you were the one who had surgery, would that be okay? Disgusting!]

[And she still had the nerve to say Yun Fu pushed her, hinting at her in and out of every line. I’ve never seen such a green-tea woman. So annoying!]

[I’m starting to suspect this drama is cursed. How did they end up with female leads who are one worse than the next? First Ning Lan, then Zeng Yuzi.]

[All I can say is that jealousy really is a demon. It can devour your heart.]

And at that very moment, Qiao An also released a video.

She said: [I hope the person who tried to turn the tables on others will give Yun Fu, and everyone who loves Yun Fu, an apology.]

In the video, it was clearly captured that Zeng Yuzi had shoved Yun Fu. The instant Qiao An rushed over, Yun Fu used the force from Zeng Yuzi to steady herself, while Zeng Yuzi lost her balance and fell flat on her face.

It was entirely her own fault.

That brought yet another wave of ridicule and abuse from netizens.

The drama Bright Phoenix really had suffered one twist after another, with the female lead repeatedly landing in trouble.

As for the several remaining press conferences, Director Bai waved his hand and canceled them all. Forget it. Just air it directly.

Riding on Yun Fu’s surge of popularity, Bright Phoenix was set to premiere at 8 p.m. on Friday, three days later.

In the private room of the courtyard house, a group of people circled around the person at the center of the storm and devoured one piece of gossip after another.

After they were done eating their fill, they casually resumed their native cultural exchange and study session.

When Qiao An’s call came through, Yun Fu had just learned how to join the table.

Listening to the voice on the other end of the line, Qiao An rubbed her swollen temples and asked, “Xiao Fu, what are you doing right now?”

“I’m playing mahjong.”

“...”

I’ve been running myself ragged trying to clear your name, and you’re playing mahjong so leisurely?

Qiao An closed her eyes and swallowed the knot of frustration in her chest.

Fine. It was not the first time she had served this little ancestor, and it was not the first day she had known what kind of person she was.

“When you head back, don’t go through the front entrance. The reporters are all gathered there, though they can’t get in and don’t know which floor you’re on. Be careful.”

“Mm.” Yun Fu suddenly felt that the two bodyguards Lu Ting had given her were extremely useful.

By the time the airport mahjong game ended, it was nearly eleven at night.

“Xiao Fu, are you going to start work tomorrow?”

“Not yet.” Her variety show had not been scheduled for now, and the other film would not start filming for another week.

“Then how about this? Tomorrow we’ll go to Brother Qi’s estate together and have some fun. He has a horse ranch there.”

At Qin Yi’s words, Yun Fu looked up at Lian Hanqi.

He happened to be looking down at her as well, the corners of his lips curving slightly.

The meaning was clear: he would respect her decision. If she wanted to go, she could go.

Yun Fu nodded. “Okay.”

After all, she had nothing else to do. Otherwise Lian Hanqi would make her do test papers again.

The dinner, which had lasted four full hours, finally came to an end.

Lian Hanqi sent Yun Fu back and did not forget to go over her test papers with her.