Chapter 141: A gentle midnight catch-in-the-act...

After three days of investigation, the ten investigators confirmed that Gunshi Entertainment had no artists or singers involved in drug use. This conclusion triggered a unanimous wave of high praise from netizens.

"As expected of the last pure land in the Huaaxia Charter Empire, Gunshi Entertainment. The singers, artists, and employees under its umbrella maintain an extremely high level of self-discipline. Thumbs up for you!"

"And have you noticed that the singers in their company never have scandals or use unspoken rules to get famous. If they have talent, they have talent; without talent, naturally they couldn't enter their company in the first place."

"Now that you mention it, it really is true. Aside from some media outlets deliberately smearing them for attention, everyone has eventually been proven innocent. Cases like Ren Qian's car accident gate, or Ren Qian hogging resources from newcomers, have all turned out to be baseless."

"Now this is a company with a conscience."

"The phrase 'Gunshi Entertainment saved the Huaaxia Charter Empire's entertainment industry' is no exaggeration at all. Just look at the most widely sung tracks in the music charts recently—Gunshi occupies a huge majority."

"From now on, when my sons and daughters pick idols, I'll only let them choose from Gunshi Entertainment."

"I will definitely make them worship my God Qian."

"To bring up a somewhat lewd topic, I think for the sake of passing on and selecting excellent human genes, God Qian should go to the hospital to donate... sperm, once every ten or fifteen days. Twenty years from now, we'll see a hundred flowers blooming in the entertainment industry. At that time, it will definitely be an imperial golden age of entertainment."

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"User above, I'm kneeling to you..."

...

As Mars Entertainment and Yinhuang Entertainment gradually declined, Gunshi began its path of expansion. First, Wen Run kept a close eye on the stock status of the two companies.

Whenever she found any sell-offs, she immediately bought them up, trying to hold the largest possible share.

She knew that the era of a three-way standoff was gone forever. Now that the two entertainment companies had lost their reputations, they could hold on for only a short while longer before crashing down completely.

During this period, many artists from the two companies had already approached Gunshi, wanting to negotiate signing contracts and transferring companies.

Thus, her workload increased significantly, and at night she could only stay at the villa instead of with Ren Qian. None of that mattered; what annoyed her was that she actually had to cross paths with Fatty Xu under the same roof.

And Fatty Xu kept provoking her.

Wen Run had a lot of confidence in herself, but encountering Fatty Xu gave her some pressure—after all, they shared the same father's genes, possessed similar personalities, and... Fatty Xu used to be a massive girl, yet she had dieted down to her current siren-like appearance all for Ren Qian.

Her determination was immense, her perseverance sufficient, and she was even vicious to herself!

It would be a wonder if Nurse Sister didn't wary of Fatty Xu.

"Oh my, if it isn't Wen Run? Why aren't you back keeping Brother Qian company? If you aren't going to keep him company, I'll go instead... I don't suppose you've shared a bedroom with Brother Qian yet, have you? If I slipped him some drug, took his body first, do you think he'd take responsibility for me and then... abandon you?"

This speech was so bold and saucy that it made Nurse Sister grit her pearly white teeth in anger.

"Keep dreaming. Even if he were to burst from holding back, he wouldn't crawl into your bed! Dream on, he is mine, and he always will be!"

"That's not necessarily true. I hear men are very fickle, and they're animals that think with their lower halves. With just a little seduction and temptation from me, plus some drugs, do you think he'd refuse?"

Fatty Xu continued her provocation.

"Besides, you aren't even by his side; how do you know he won't stray? I happen to know there is still Murong Xue by his side, and that Murong Xue..."

Nurse Sister's expression darkened. She remembered that night when Brother Qian called her, saying he was going to bring a certain someone to the villa to record songs.

He had been preparing the album for Murong Xue all this time...

There was only ever one woman Brother Qian would bring home.

And it was at night... and they were a lone man and a lone woman...

If Murong Xue had ulterior motives, and if Brother Qian happened to be moved...

Men seemed to be animals that thought with their lower halves...

She remembered smelling a girl's scent on Brother Qian's bathrobe...

In an instant, Nurse Sister thought of many things, and the more she thought, the greater her doubts grew.

No!

I cannot doubt Brother Qian; he is definitely not that kind of person.

However!

While you shouldn't harbor intent to harm others, you must always be on guard against them.

Should I just make a phone call home to check up on him?

No!

That would imply to Brother Qian that I'm doubting him.

However!

If I don't check, my mind won't be at ease.

Nurse Sister looked at Fatty Xu with an exasperated expression: "Despicable! Failing to win Brother Qian's heart, you resort to driving a wedge between us. Truly shameless. We share the same father, so how can the gap between us be so huge?"

Even so, Wen Run left the villa, rushing back to Dajiang Mansion overnight without even telling Ren Qian, sneaking back secretly.

Opening the door, she tiptoed into the music hall. Brother Qian was right there, guiding Murong Xue's training.

"Imagine, pretend you are an ugly duckling right now! One day you meet your idol, but you don't dare to step up and say hello. That kind of inferiority rooted deep in your bones... Can you empathize with it? Ah, just think it through properly yourself!"

As Ren Qian finished speaking, Nurse Sister pushed the door open and walked in.

Hearing the noise, he immediately turned around, his face instantly blooming with a smile. It was a smile tender to the extreme, one that could make anyone feel pampered even from afar.

Murong Xue felt as though she had plunged into an icy cellar.

A trace of desolation welled up in her eyes. The bone-deep inferiority that Ren Qian had asked her to find countless times... seemed to fill her heart at this very moment.

Yet, though she found the feeling, she could not be happy no matter what. At any other time, she might have used this opportunity to cheer and leap for joy, then seized the chance to interact with Brother Qian, or even get closer to him... But right now, she could only let her tears remain trapped in her eyelids.

What an unreachable gap. The mere appearance of Wen Run made her feel so inferior that she wished the ground would swallow her up. Murong Xue considered herself a great beauty, too, but why was it that upon meeting Wen Run, she collapsed like a routed mountain, losing even the courage to be a mistress?

"Hello, Sister Wen Run..."

"Oh, if it isn't little Murong Xue. Tired from training? Brother Qian, are you hungry? I'll go make some midnight snacks for you two. I bought some green beans, we can fry them with chili oil."

"Huh? Sister, wouldn't that be inappropriate? I'm heading back soon anyway, I won't disturb you and Brother Qian..."

Thus, Murong Xue insisted on leaving. With no other choice, Ren Qian had his private driver send her home.

Ahem...

Everything returned to peace. In the spacious villa, only Ren Qian and Nurse Sister were left staring at each other.

"Why have you barged into the tiger's den tonight? Aren't you afraid that I... heh... heh..."

Ren Qian smiled. It was his customary smile: thirty percent wretched and seventy percent lewd.

"I'm going to take a shower. I'll give you a treat tonight."

A treat! Ren Qian was instantly thrilled. A treat—what kind of treat required taking a shower first? Forgive Ren Qian for not being an innocent little virgin; in a split second, his mind raced with how to play tonight...

Wouldn't playing in the bathroom be even more thrilling?!

At that thought, he stared unblinkingly at the bathroom door... (To be continued.)