His Breathtaking and Shimmering Light

Lu Yanchen curled his lips in mockery. “Since she likes using the name of married men that much, we’ll let her borrow a few more names.”

Even though it was just a simple sentence, Chu Mubei could sense the bloodthirst in it. “What are you thinking of?”

“Send her a couple of men who have tigress wives!”

Chu Mubei was stunned for a moment before realizing what he had said before sniggering, “Isn’t that a little too vicious?”

“Vicious? Right at the crux of Shi Guang’s finals, Yan Zi told Shi Guang about my scandal with that Lin Yi’er. That’s way more vicious than what I’m doing.”

He spun on his chair while leaning back, resting his long, slender legs on the desk with an imposing and domineering manner.

Chu Mubei scoffed coldly, “Yan Zi… the gall! Does she really think that she can do anything she wants just because the Sus are backing her? Boss Su is quite a lecher. Now that Yan Zi and Su Ya are close sisters, this should be a good show to watch.”

“Alright then! Add Boss Su to that list of married men as well!” Boss Su, Su Dongqian—Su Ya’s father!

“Alright, leave this to me. I haven’t managed to settle Mo Feifei’s issue properly for you, but I’ll definitely do this well.”

Before Chu Mubei hung up, Lu Yanchen held him back.

“Anything else?”

Lu Yanchen rapped his fingers on the desk and contemplated for a moment. “That Rong Mo seems to resemble Mo Feifei. Go check up more on him.”

“Rong Mo? Mo Feifei? Are they alike?” Chu Mubei held onto his phone while opening his laptop with his other hand, checking on the information that he had sent earlier on.

After looking through it, he could not help but cuss, “F*ck! F*cking hell! They really DO look alike! I hadn’t thought about it that way when I first saw him! Bloody hell! Here I was talking about how I’ve checked through all women dead or alive and yet there were no signs of Mo Feifei! How could that be! So, this might explain why!”

Lu Yanchen’s gaze turned sharper. “But, he might not be Mo Feifei too.”

“Right, right… Alright, don’t worry! I’ll check it properly.”

After ending the call, Lu Yanchen headed up to check if Shi Guang was awake. When he opened the door to the bedroom, he discovered that there was no one inside.

Heading down, he found no one as well.

The only thing left behind was a note informing him that she was going to check up on Qian Xun’s status.

Check up? No way! She was definitely going to look for Rong Mo.

Lu Yanchen’s expression turned icy cold.

…

Shi Guang’s attitude toward it was merely to test the waters as she sent Qian Xun a private message on Weibo, telling her that she wanted to visit her film set. Unexpectedly, the latter replied immediately, welcoming her to visit at any moment; and that all she had to do was text once she arrived at the studio and she would send someone to receive her.

Shi Guang’s lazy disposition was instantly recharged as she tidied herself up at the fastest possible speed. She wanted to tell Lu Yanchen about it, but when she heard him on the phone with Chu Mubei, she decided not to disturb him and merely left him a note.

By the time she finally met with Qian Xun, three hours had already passed.

Qian Xun was wearing a period costume—a faint grey dress with daisy imprints—and her hair were bunned up with a wooden hairpin, looking all dainty, prim, and sweet as a whole.

However, those eyes of hers still bore a slight demonic charm.

It was extremely similar to the character of the role. On the surface, she was a doctor; however, she carried a hidden sense of vengeance and schemes in her heart.

Qian Xun was curious toward the other’s arrival. “Aren’t you going to rest well for a couple of days after your competition? From what I know, you should have another competition at the end of the month, right?”

“That’s right, training will resume after a week’s rest…”