After Encountering My Deceased Wife, I Became the Male Lead's Love Rival - Chapter 17

Chapter 17: Reputation Improves

Regarding Fang Ziyue’s inquiry, Chen Yueyu gave a blunt and affirmative response. In her view, this crazy woman could keep herself in check. As long as it meant seeing Ling Qiu sooner, she would force herself to straighten out her “madness” and act normal.

Chen Yueyu simply didn’t trust her completely. While Fang Ziyue regulated her emotions to avoid hurting others, she tended to hurt herself. As her friend, Chen Yueyu couldn’t just stand by and watch.

Having obtained “Chen Ermao’s” approval, Fang Ziyue was in a good enough mood to restore Chen’s year-end bonus. Chen Yueyu, seeing an opening, immediately pressed her luck: “What about Mumu?”

However, the woman walking away only left her with a cold, ruthless silhouette and two very annoying words: “In your dreams.”

Go ahead and dream during the day; you can have everything in a daydream the wife, the kids, and the warm bed.

Hearing this, Chen Yueyu fiercely flipped her middle finger and cursed under her breath: “Old dog!”

So what if you can’t chase your own wife? What kind of person sends my wife away too? Bah! You’re just a single dog; you’re truly something else!

Sitting in the car, Fang Ziyue couldn’t help but sneeze several times. One didn’t even need to think to know that “brat” Chen Ermao was cursing her. Fang Ziyue let out a cold snort and assigned Zhao Mumu a few more simple, easy, yet time-consuming tasks.

Hilarious. Until she successfully chased her own wife, she wouldn’t allow a single “dog” around her to escape the ranks of the single!

The woman, whose mind was somewhat unstable and whose psychological age fluctuated, looked at Ling Qiu on the screen and chuckled. Ling Qiu was currently working in the yard, covered in mud like a calico cat. It was lucky she had the ability to protect this cat; otherwise, who knows what kind of hardships she might have endured.

Thinking this, Fang Ziyue sent another message to her subordinates: “Find a way to assist that person in entering the film crew.”

Previously, Cang Jinyao had failed her mission and couldn’t get Ling Qiu to take the medicine, which meant Lin Mengyan’s promise to Lin Mingcheng went unfulfilled. A week had passed, and forget about seeing Ling Qiu lying willingly in his bed Lin Mingcheng hadn’t even seen her forced into it.

Lin Mingcheng flew into a massive rage. Not only did he scold Lin Mengyan until she wept incessantly, but considering her age, he felt disgusted and actually kicked her to the floor, delivering a beating. Lin Mengyan screamed in pain but didn’t dare fight back. Later, when Cang Jinyao who was helping her apply medicine furiously wanted to take revenge for her, Lin Mengyan stopped her.

“It’s not his fault; it’s all my fault,” the woman, so blinded by her love for Lin Mingcheng that her mind was muddled, sobbed. “If only I could really deliver Ling Qiu to Cheng-ge.”

Listening to the people on the screen, Fang Ziyue felt that there were truly always bigger scumbags out there. To speak of an independent human being like a gift to be plotted against at will that required a very “hard” psychological quality.

Fang Ziyue let out a sigh of admiration. If she had even half the cold ruthlessness of these scumbags, she wouldn’t be living a life full of illness like a madwoman.

Seeing this, Cang Jinyao felt even more heartbroken. She hugged Lin Mengyan tightly and comforted her: “Soon. It won’t take more than two days, and I’ll be able to send that woman over. As soon as that Fang person comes back, we can move immediately.”

Hearing Cang Jinyao’s promise, a light flickered in Lin Mengyan’s eyes. She no longer believed this fool could get the job done; she had already prepared another path. She just needed to find a woman with a similar figure and appearance to Ling Qiu, give her some money to sleep with Cheng-ge… once the lights were off, in the pitch black, her Cheng-ge wouldn’t be able to tell.

The program team wouldn’t easily let outsiders in, but fortunately, a friend had just contacted her to help solve this problem. Lin Mengyan’s expression was sinister. She thought that once it was done, she would secretly deal with that woman, making the bitch who defiled her Cheng-ge disappear without a trace.

Everything was for Cheng-ge’s happiness. As long as he was happy, even if he touched another woman and made her feel aggrieved, she could endure it. Tears fell from the corners of Lin Mengyan’s eyes as she thought bitterly: There’s no other way. Because I love Cheng-ge, I can endure all suffering.

“Clap! Clap!” Fang Ziyue applauded this wave of self-obsession.

After watching several “great dramas” on the road, she turned off the screen as she neared her destination. Fang Ziyue got out of the car, greeted Director Chang, and headed straight for her little courtyard. She was still a bit nervous on the way she wondered if her wife missed her?

Missed her? How could she not!

The moment Fang Ziyue pushed open the door, Ling Qiu immediately welcomed her loudly: “You’re finally back!”

Hearing that vigorous voice, Fang Ziyue paused, one foot hesitating outside the door. To be honest, her wife’s words sounded a bit sarcastic like a wife catching her philandering husband and questioning him: “So you still know the way home?”

This scared the tall, steady woman so much that sweat nearly broke out on her forehead. She had been at Chen Ermao’s place the past two days; she definitely hadn’t cheated!

Unexpectedly, seeing Fang Ziyue stuck at the door, Ling Qiu fearing she might run away charged over with Cang Jinyu to catch her. The poor tall woman was surrounded by two “foxes” like a little chick, as they asked with smiles: “You’re finally back? Is your business done? If it’s done, don’t take any more leave”

Even if you take leave, finish the work first!

The two, transformed into exploitative overseers, flanked Fang Ziyue and brought her inside, forcing her into work clothes and tossing her into the vegetable patch with a wave of their hands.

Thrown out the door, Fang Ziyue looked coldly at the hoe in her hand, appearing as if she wanted to devour someone. Fine, Ling Qiuqiu! You turn around and throw your bedmate into the fields? There’s only vegetables in your eyes and no love, is that it?!

But given the current situation, Fang Ziyue only dared to grumble in her heart; she didn’t dare say it out loud. However, she made another entry against her wife in her mental “little notebook.”

Watching Fang Ziyue busily working in the yard, Ling Qiu let out a sigh of relief, her features softening. Previously, seeing Fang Ziyue only brought annoyance and bad luck; looking at her now, well, she was much more pleasant to the eye. In fact, during the days she was away, she had missed her quite a bit.

And this was largely thanks to Cang Jinyu, who also felt a sense of surviving a disaster. This number one fan of Ling Qiu had actually become quite gentle and kind toward Fang Ziyue. This skill of serving others isn’t something everyone can learn; if Fang Ziyue truly had changed, she no longer minded her being in the same team as Ling-ling.

Similarly, the bullet screen was jubilant, celebrating Fang Ziyue’s return with “drums and gongs.”

Wuhu! Ling-ling finally doesn’t have to coax a Husky while it dismantles the house. There’s no harm without comparison; it wasn’t until Cang Jinyu appeared that I realized how important Fang Ziyue is!] Just for the sake of organizing the yard, I’ll curse Fang Ziyue a few times less. Newcomer here. What are you guys talking about? I heard Ling-fans all hate Fang Ziyue, but why is what I’m seeing different?

Many passersby wondered if they had entered the wrong live stream. Ling-fans immediately popped up to explain, which led the passersby to marvel at Cang Jinyu’s “destructive power” she actually managed to make someone like Fang Ziyue’s reputation improve. Truly, one mountain is higher than another; there is no “weakest,” only “weaker.” Cang Jinyu was that little weakling.

Seeing the comments, Fang Ziyue’s pink lips curved slightly. She hadn’t expected her reputation to actually improve a bit. It seemed the unbearable separation and longing of the past few days hadn’t been endured in vain.

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