Chapter 6, beneath the Song Dynasty's poetry, who dares to act rashly

A thousand sheep never act without reason

"What?" Wei Daqing was momentarily stunned, unable to comprehend. In his worldview, one must apologize after hitting someone. "It was Qianyang who struck first, and he even made a large hole in Liu Mei's head."

Ruan Jiangxi frowned and said in a calm tone: "Nothing will happen, I will handle it."

The filming of "Blue and White" has just wrapped up. Due to the limited screen time, Ruan Jiangxi was not invited to participate in the promotional activities, and for several consecutive days, there have been few opportunities for her to appear in public. As her manager, Lu Qianyang felt a strong sense of crisis about this situation. Early in the morning, he bought a copy of an entertainment newspaper and flipped through it from the first page to the last. The further he flipped, the more troubled his brow became.

Plain and straightforward, lacking any ups and downs, Ruan Jiangxi has always been calm in temperament, yet consistently protective of those close to him

Wei Daqing scratched his head, puzzled, and hurried to catch up, certain that there would be something lively to see. He often heard his cunning aunt say that although Ruan Jiangxi had a very good temperament, when it came to means and intellect, the multitude of women in Tianyu could not compare to Ruan Jiangxi.

It is said that Young Master Song does not like to be in the news. Wei Daqing, coming from a prominent family, has been somewhat influenced by the deeds of these big figures in H City, stating, "Without the nod from Xinan International, no publication would dare to report on Young Master Song's news."

Why apologize

The ground was littered with fragments, dirty clothes, and a disheveled woman who looked heartbroken. This scene... Hehe, Lu Qianyang was thoroughly entertained by the spectacle and waved to Xiao Li from the costume department beside her, asking, "What happened? Is that woman out of her mind?" She laughed mischievously, showing no restraint in her glee at the misfortune.

Lu Qianyang was momentarily taken aback, then suddenly laughed loudly three times: "Hahaha!" The sound was exceptionally clear and bright, and she deliberately raised her tone, "How satisfying." Skipping over the mess on the ground, Lu Qianyang crouched and bounced in front of Xiao Nan, smiling mischievously to provoke the already furious Xiao Nan, "I just said, the things from my home in Jiangxi cannot be taken lightly, unless she doesn't want them."

Ah— the entire dressing table is in disarray, with bottles and jars scattered all over the floor. It is a complete mess. Xiao Nan seems to be still unsatisfied with her anger and has overturned the clothing rack with one hand

Ruan Jiangxi's expression was calm as he continued to flip through the newspaper in his hands, his demeanor composed: "With whom?"

"No rush." Ruan Jiangxi was reading the newspaper spread out on the table with great concentration

"It's no one else," Xiao Liu joked with a smile, "Your family is from Jiangxi, right"

Lu Qianyang glanced at the social section! Nowadays, the only artist who still pays attention to social news seems to be Ruan Jiangxi from her family, she sighed: "It really is a case of the emperor not being anxious while the eunuchs are in a panic, I will go ask the costume department." She grabbed a handful of her messy short hair and hurried off.

Ten minutes later, in the dressing room, Xiao Nan, who had been arrogantly pointing at Lu Qianyang's nose and scolding him, received a phone call and became furious. He directly threw his phone, and after a series of smashing and tearing, he screamed at the top of his lungs

I will just go apologize; considering my aunt's reputation, Xiao Nan wouldn't dare to do anything.

Ruan Jiangxi stirred the already cold coffee, her eyes devoid of any ripples, her resentment towards Lu Qianyang calm and composed, merely smiling without speaking

Qian Yang and a person had a dispute, resulting in both of them injuring each other's heads. Wei Daqing felt quite helpless about this; it was already the fifth time this month. That irritable sheep, having been a paparazzo for several years, had developed a violent temperament, and would resort to physical confrontation at the slightest disagreement. Everyone in the company, whether agents or artists, would take a detour upon encountering Lu Qian Yang

Xiao Nan's agent. Wei Daqing felt a headache, "Of all the people to get into a fight with, why did it have to be Liu Mei from mhetushu.com? Everyone in the company knows that Liu Mei treasures her long hair, which could easily be a spokesperson for Head & Shoulders. If that head gets smashed, she will definitely end up bald. Moreover, when hitting a dog, one must consider its owner; Xiao Nan is still very protective of her dog... um, her agent."

Wei Daqing also leaned over to take a look and asked, "What are you looking for?"

Ruan Jiangxi put down his coffee and looked up at Lu Qianyang, seeing her grasp a handful of her short hair that had lost its shape from last night, feeling quite puzzled: "It doesn't make sense, how could there be no mention of Young Master Song from Xinan International at all?" Still unwilling to give up, he flipped back to the first page, "With so many reporters at the film festival last night, there’s no way not a single photo was taken."

Qin Jiang nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood, coughing so hard that he could hardly catch his breath. He dared to bet that Song Ci did it on purpose! It was revenge! Was it really necessary just because he lost a girl? Was it really necessary!

"So what are we going to do?" Wei Daqing followed along, feeling that this time it seemed to be more than just a minor skirmish.

The next day, the sky was slightly hazy, as if it were about to rain. In a twenty-nine-story building, Tianyu Media occupied seven floors. Some media outlets have stated that Huaxia Xingyi is very much reliant on Tianyu, with three parts out of ten coming from it. The survival rules in the entertainment industry have always been simple and brutal—those who scheme rise to power, and Tianyu is no exception. With a heart as pure and desires as few as Ruan Jiangxi, Tianyu's presence is virtually nonexistent amidst the abundance of beautiful people, and even the lounge is located in the most remote corner.

This young prince truly has the power to cover the sky with one hand! Lu Qianyang tilted his head to look at Jiangxi, his face filled with sorrow: "Under the feet of the Son of Heaven, all beings remain silent. It seems that our Jiangxi is destined to remain nameless and unrecognized." He had originally hoped to ride on Song Shao's coattails to gain some headlines, but after this incident, aside from offending several female artists who attended last night, he gained nothing at all. Damn it, what a huge loss! The more Lu Qianyang thought about it, the more displeased he became, "Song Ci, that local emperor! Tyranny! Foolish monarch!"

She won't leave, she just won't leave! Lu Qianyang nudged the performance costume that Xiao Nan had just snatched from him with his foot, kicking it against Xiao Nan's calf, tilting his chin up and looking down his nose at him: "Aren't you the one who wanted to take this? My family in Jiangxi doesn't want it anymore, consider it a gift to you."

Ruan Jiangxi continued to read her social section, and in less than fifteen minutes, Wei Daqing received a phone call, and his expression fell.

Tonight's charity gala features a performance, and General Wei has just replaced Xiao Nan. Usually, Xiao Nan relies on her modest fame to act arrogantly towards others, so seeing her in a difficult situation now brings great satisfaction to Xiao Liu from the costume team. Xiao Nan had prepared for this show for a long time, and when General Wei said to change the performer, she had never experienced such humiliation, which naturally made her quite upset

If this were to be heard by Lu Qianyang, he would definitely give a thumbs up to Xiao Qing, as she is particularly fond of connections and such matters

What happened?" It seemed that Ruan Jiangxi had spotted an interesting page and did not look up.

It is too slow, call someone to tow the car.

Wei Daqing was momentarily stunned, glancing at the newspaper on the table, which had already shifted from the society section to the finance section. A few drops of coffee, accidentally spilled by Ruan Jiangxi, remained on it, perfectly covering a line of text: "Tianchu Charity Gala, Organizer - Xinan International"

"Revenge." Ruan Jiangxi spoke in a few words, devoid of emotion, as if it were a casual remark. She set down the newspaper and slowly rose to her feet

Although Xiao Nan is not a big star, just by looking at his daily attire, it is evident that he has connections. Lu Qianyang was excited: "Who is it? This crazy woman's schedule dares to be snatched away."

Xiao Nan was in a fit of anger and could not listen to anything. He shouted at Lu Qianyang: "Get out of here!"

What a listless artist her family has! Lu Qianyang sighed and, as if venting, threw the newspaper onto the table: "Where is the sponsored clothing for your 3 o'clock appointment?"