Su Zhiyi finished going through all the gossip and came to one conclusion.
In this incident, the only one hurt was Pei Yan. He was the only one being cursed.
"Is someone targeting Pei Yan?"
Xie Mengran sighed. "Yeah."
"Pei Yan has a great reputation in the industry. He doesn't sign with any company; he runs his own studio solo. There's no competition between companies. When you think about it, it's strange. He hasn't made enemies, there's no competitive relationship—why would someone deliberately smear him?"
Su Zhiyi said, "No wonder Pei Yan's PR team can't find out who's behind it."
Seeing the vicious comments cursing Pei Yan online—using all kinds of filthy language—she felt a bit sorry for him.
"What's the company planning to do?"
"Before I called you, I was worried that you and Gu Yu were actually together," Xie Mengran said. "Since you're not, it's easy to handle. I'll send you a caption and a picture in a bit. Post a Weibo—it's a good chance to promote your Greta endorsement."
"Okay, send it to me."
Xie Mengran hung up. Su Zhiyi stared at the ceiling, her mind blank for a long time.
After digesting all that information, she was wide awake.
This whole thing felt off, but she couldn't pinpoint why.
She opened her phone again. Besides Xie Mengran, three people had messaged her.
Pei Yan, Gu Yu, and Jiang Yuanheng.
[Jiang Yuanheng: Sister, I saw the trending topic about you.]
[Jiang Yuanheng: They're so mean, spreading rumors. You and Gu Yu and Pei Yan obviously have nothing going on.]
[Jiang Yuanheng: Are you okay? I'm really worried about you.]
[Jiang Yuanheng: [Golden Retriever Worried.jpg]]
"See? There are still sensible people."
Su Zhiyi muttered and typed a reply to Jiang Yuanheng.
[Su Zhiyi: I'm fine.]
[Su Zhiyi: President Gu and I went to the jewelry store just to discuss a collaboration. It's not as dramatic as the internet says~]
[Su Zhiyi: [Photo]]
Su Zhiyi attached a photo of herself wearing jewelry at the store.
She had taken many pictures that day, and this one hadn't been posted on Weibo for publicity.
The girl tilted her head slightly, only half of her delicate, pretty face visible, with a slight smile on her lips. Sparkling earrings dangled from her earlobes, swaying gently.
Stunningly beautiful—impossible to look away.
[Jiang Yuanheng: Sister is really pretty!]
[Jiang Yuanheng: These beautiful jewels should naturally go with someone as beautiful as you.]
[Jiang Yuanheng: You didn't post this picture on Weibo, but you sent it to me alone. I'm so happy.]
[Jiang Yuanheng: [Puppy Spinning and Scattering Flowers.jpg]]
[Su Zhiyi: That's right, I only sent it to you.]
During her time on set, Jiang Yuanheng had been her assistant for over ten days, and they had grown close.
[Jiang Yuanheng: How many days are you resting this time?]
[Su Zhiyi: A whole week. I need to rest properly—filming is so tiring.]
[Jiang Yuanheng: Do you still need a personal assistant? One who can cook, clean, run errands.]
[Jiang Yuanheng: My next schedule is just filming the MV with you, no other plans.]
A popular male singer was eagerly offering to be her assistant.
Had Jiang Yuanheng gotten addicted to being an assistant?
Su Zhiyi thought this, but she was already considering whether to let Jiang Yuanheng come be her personal assistant.
She currently lived in an apartment arranged by the company—an old residential area on the outskirts of Beijing without an elevator.
The apartment was a simple two-bedroom, one-living-room setup with good ventilation and lighting, spacious and bright. It was way better than the rundown rental in the slums of her previous world.
It could accommodate another person.
It just didn't look like a place where a daughter of the capital circle would live.
Well... she could say it was a temporary stop.
So she readily agreed.
[Su Zhiyi: Sure.]
After sending the address to Jiang Yuanheng, Su Zhiyi ended her chat with him and opened Pei Yan's conversation to read his message.
Pei Yan's message was simple.