Quick Transmigration: Knowing I'm a Bad Woman, Yet Still Liking Me?

Gu Lingfeng stared at Bai Yuan's information for a long time before finally starting the car and heading towards the old house, thinking about how to handle the matter the whole way.

When he arrived at the old house, he didn't even go into the bedroom because Bai Yuan had locked the door from the inside.

The next day, Bai Yuan woke up and was scrolling through her phone in bed when she discovered that the variety show had become popular. While other people were gaining popularity, Su Ranran was being criticized even more harshly.

Moreover, when I opened the wives' group chat, I saw that other people were also discussing Su Ranran.

Actually, she doesn't have much of a scandal, but her ability to navigate relationships with various men is enough to make those wives wary.

Bai Yuan sat up, thinking that the person who caused the trouble was quite clever, as they didn't just blindly buy trending searches to smear Su Ranran.

After all, black and red are still red.

This is just right; if my reputation is ruined, I won't have that much fame.

Then spread rumors about her among the upper-class wives, and Su Ranran will probably have a hard time in the future.

After getting up, washing up, and going out for breakfast, I found that Gu Lingfeng was still there, sitting there drinking tea with his mother-in-law.

Seeing Bai Yuan come out, he stood up. "You're awake?"

Bai Yuan glanced at him. "Heh, I thought the first thing you'd say to me when we met was why I slandered Su Ranran online."

After saying that, she walked towards the restaurant. When Gu's mother saw this, she sneered and went to the garden.

Gu Lingfeng awkwardly followed him to the restaurant. "I know you didn't do it."

"So, you still doubt me, but you're more composed than before and had someone investigate first, right?" Bai Yuan asked while drinking her porridge.

Gu Lingfeng originally intended to say that he would no longer concern himself with Su Ranran's affairs, but who knew that Fu Jinzhao was so useless. He couldn't handle Madam Fu at all and even made things worse.

"Please help her one last time, and I'll never contact her again, okay?"

Bai Yuan slammed the spoon into the bowl. "What's it to me? Gu Lingfeng, you've done this kind of thing plenty of times before, so you don't need to explain anything to me now."

After saying that, she stood up and walked out. "I really like the old house. I'll live here with An'an from now on. As for Su Ranran, if you're really worried about her, you can take her home and raise her."

"When did I say I was going to support her? I, Gu Lingfeng, am not that despicable." Gu Lingfeng's tone also turned cold.

Bai Yuan turned around and rolled her eyes at him. "You didn't say that, but haven't you always done it? Taking her to banquets, giving her gifts, protecting her—how can you blame others for overthinking it? Gu Lingfeng, it's not about what others say, but what he does."

Bai Yuan left, and Gu Lingfeng sat in the restaurant for a long time, picking up his phone and putting it down again before finally putting it back in his pocket.

Upon arriving at the company, Jiang Zhou rushed over, "Ms. Bai, have you seen today's trending topics?"

"You saw it, about Su Ranran?"

"Yes, I came to ask if we need to do any public relations work on this?"

Bai Yuan chuckled softly, "What value does she have? What benefits has she brought to the company? Why should I spend money on public relations for her?"

"I know, but she is, after all, one of our company's employees. If things continue like this, I'm afraid it will affect other artists. Besides, didn't you arrange for her to join the production next month? If we don't deal with this, it might also affect them."

"Don't worry about it, someone will take care of this for us."

Seeing Bai Yuan's unwavering resolve, Jiang Zhou could only nod helplessly, "Understood, Miss Bai."

Su Ranran is the female lead after all. Even if Gu Lingfeng doesn't help this time, Fu Jinzhao will definitely help.

Public relations costs are quite high these days, so Bai Yuan decided to let someone else spend money to solve her problems.

Just as she expected, by the afternoon, the popularity of that variety show was overshadowed by a domestic violence incident involving a third-tier celebrity from another company.

Bai Yuan smiled as she looked at the trending topic, then started sending unreasonable messages to Gu Lingfeng: "Gu Lingfeng, you're a bastard! You're heartless, and you don't keep your word. You're a complete bastard."

The reply came quickly: "I didn't do it."

"I just sent you a message and you already knew what I was talking about, which means you've been paying attention to this all along."

Gu Lingfeng rubbed his temples, feeling tired from a sleepless night. "I thought about it this morning, and we've indeed had too many conflicts because of Su Ranran. I won't interfere in how she's handled anymore. If you don't like her, you can terminate the contract with her directly."

Bai Yuan glanced at the message, pursed her lips, and didn't reply. Instead, she dialed the internal line and said, "Have Fang Yeqing come find me."

Fang Yeqing arrived more than half an hour later. He entered the office with his head down, looking very reserved, his face and ears extremely red.

Bai Yuan glanced at him lazily, "You're starting filming next month, how's your preparation going?"

"I've read most of the script, and there's nothing else to prepare."

"That's good."

Bai Yuan leaned back in her chair. "Sing me a song."

"Huh?" Fang Yeqing was a little surprised, thinking that Bai Yuan had called him over... He had even taken a shower.

"Sing what you're good at."

Fang Yeqing is an actor, but these days in the entertainment industry, everyone releases a few songs, and he's no exception.

After thinking about it, he sang his own song. It wasn't particularly technical; it was like a straightforward letter, but his unique voice was very pleasant to listen to.

After he finished singing, seeing that Bai Yuan remained silent, he asked, "Want to continue singing?"

Bai Yuan placed a folder on the table. "This is the theme song the company prepared for the movie. Give it a try, and if you can sing it, you can sing it."

Fang Yeqing took it and glanced at it, then her eyes grew brighter and brighter. "Thank you."

Bai Yuan rested her chin on her hand and looked at him. Fang Yeqing was not exactly handsome, but he was like a cat basking in the afternoon sun on a windowsill, or like lukewarm tea on a winter's day.

It looks very soothing and can calm the mind.

"It's alright now."

Fang Yeqing looked at Bai Yuan's narrow eyes, which were slightly narrowed, and then, remembering what happened that day, he lowered his head and said, "Then, I'll go back first."

"Yes, tell me if there's anything you want."

Bai Yuan turned her gaze away and continued browsing Weibo for a while. Then she took out her phone, found Madam Fu's WeChat account in the WeChat group, and sent her a friend request.

Madam Fu would never have added her before, but with Su Ranran's presence, she felt that Bai Yuan might be trying to tell her something.

To my surprise, as soon as I added her, she sent me a message: "Aunt Fu, are you even capable? You can't even handle your own son."

Mrs. Fu was so angry that she smashed another cup. She knew that Bai Yuan was deliberately provoking her.

But what the other party said was also true; her son used to be very well-behaved, but now he had repeatedly disobeyed her because of Su Ranran.

Others may not know, but Bai Yuan knows the inside story.

She had just bought a trending topic, and her son paid to have it removed that afternoon.

Bai Yuan not publicizing it was already a great favor to her.