Chapter 2: The Paper Figure with the Long Snout Goes Mad After the Kill

After all the surveillance footage had finished playing, Wen Miaohan finally spoke: “Did you see clearly? I wasn’t the one who started it. You just said it’s wrong for a boss to hit an employee, but as a boss, if an employee slaps you, can you not fight back?”

[Who knows if this is just another way to grab attention? Without the boss’s orders, which employee would dare hit their boss and expose their secrets?]

[Exactly, after all this, Wen Miaohan has dominated the trending charts all morning, even surpassing the buzz around the new drama “Swap Leads.”]

“Swap Leads” was the new drama that just held its opening ceremony today, with Wen Miaohan set to play the second female lead.

Wen Miaohan saw these comments on the public chat but decided not to explain further.

“No more explanations. If you want to let your imaginations run wild, I can’t use mud to plug holes in your brains, can I?”

“Now that I’ve addressed what just happened, and following the principle of not bothering two masters over one matter, since I’m already using this livestream, I’ll also respond to the fact that I didn’t attend the ‘Swap Leads’ opening ceremony this morning, which means I stood up Director Zhang.”

“I missed the opening because late last night I had an emergency hospital visit due to health issues and only just got back. Though unintentional, I sincerely apologize to Director Zhang here.”

Wen Miaohan clenched her fists and bowed slightly to the camera in apology, then lowered her hands.

[Sure, like anyone would believe that! If she was rushed to the hospital, wouldn’t her team know? And there’s no secret footage leaked online!]

Seeing this comment, Wen Miaohan gave a sly smile.

“No, after watching that surveillance footage, do you really still trust my team? Come, let me show you something good.”

She pulled out her phone and played last night’s surveillance footage, pressing it up to the camera for everyone to see clearly.

“Look at the timestamp. While I was rushing to the hospital late at night, they pretended to be working overtime, earning double pay, but instead, they were watching shows on the office projector and having hotpot parties. Tsk, such a life—they even made me envious.”

Wen Miaohan then displayed her electronic medical record to the camera so everyone in the livestream could see it clearly.

“Look at the medical record: name Wen Miaohan, female, yes, that’s me. Can you see the diagnosis clearly? Alas, I’m already in the late stages of stomach cancer, and the doctor says I have less than six months to live.”

“I know many people online dislike me, but don’t rush to celebrate—I’m about to ‘G’ (go away), so let me enjoy a bit more life before I go! Alright, I’ve responded to everything, so I’m signing off.”

“Oh wait, this isn’t my livestream. Ye Lin, the livestream is yours now. If anyone wants to discuss things with my number one hater, please continue!”

Wen Miaohan handed the phone back to Ye Lin and then turned and left gracefully, leaving everyone in the studio speechless.

The protagonists of regret-filled novels tend to share one flaw: they keep silent. The heroes in Wen Miaohan’s stories seem almost prematurely cremated when it comes to speaking out.

She was not only the writer but a smart person! To survive, one must speak up, and speak fast—beating the villains to the punch before they smear you and others misunderstand.

…

In the general manager’s office.

Wen Haoyu sat in the CEO’s chair, clad in a sleek black tailored suit, brows deeply furrowed and expression impatient.

“General Wen, I lack ability. Miss Miaohan is extremely disappointed in me. She just slapped me and said she wants to fire me, but I signed an employment contract with the company, so leaving requires your approval.”

Fang Le put down her hand from her face, which bore a clear slap mark. Because Wen Miaohan was a big star with long, slender manicured nails, there were fine scratches caused by the nails on her cheek.

She looked genuinely pitiful, and Wen Haoyu’s expression grew colder.

If even Miaohan’s usually gentle nature was provoked to hit, what could Fang Le have done to disgust her so deeply?

Fang Le noticed Wen Haoyu’s icy gaze and felt secretly pleased.

Hmph, she had served Wen Miaohan for three years. When Miaohan was still the eldest daughter of the Wen family, she treated Fang Le with utmost respect. Now, after a complete fall from grace, her temper had worsened significantly—she not only dared to hit Fang Le but even fantasized about firing her.

The fault lay in Fang Le being too soft-hearted lately, not coming to Wen Haoyu to complain. This had allowed Miaohan to become so reckless, still acting like the big lady.

Everyone knew that Wen Miaohan was the most disliked person in the Wen family now.

Since Miaohan treated her like that, Fang Le decided to let Wen Haoyu give her a proper lesson.

Just as Fang Le was quietly rejoicing, the office door was suddenly flung open.

Wen Miaoting burst in, holding her phone. “Second Brother, Miaohan’s studio has some haters. This Ye Lin just livestreamed the conversation between Miaohan and Manager Fang in the office. Many people online are cursing Miaohan. Miaohan found out and is now taking over the livestream…”

Wen Haoyu glanced sideways. On the screen, Wen Miaohan was pulling up surveillance footage, and at the moment she saw Miaohan being slapped by Fang Le, his face instantly turned as cold as ice, his gaze sharp as arrows piercing Fang Le, making her shiver all over.

Hearing Ye Lin was livestreaming, Fang Le’s body filled with a sudden chill. She hurriedly opened her phone to watch the broadcast.

Damn it, why didn’t Ye Lin just record a video instead of going live? And where did Miaohan get that footage from?

There were supposedly no cameras inside the office!

Fang Le’s confusion was left unanswered. When Wen Miaohan showed her medical record on the livestream and then played footage of their studio dinner last night, all the light inside Fang Le’s heart went dark.

“Bang…”

A loud noise sounded. Wen Haoyu’s sudden movement had slammed the chair against the wall.

Fang Le looked in horror just in time to see Wen Haoyu and Wen Miaoting striding out.

It was over!!!

…

In the elevator lobby.

Wen Miaohan leaned lazily against the wall, phone in hand, surfing the internet while waiting for the elevator.

Her livestream revealing her illness and her team’s negligence had already hit trending topics.

Related tags flooded the charts one after another.

Truly the protagonist! The spotlight was more than enough!

Wen Miaohan casually clicked on one tag to read the comments.

Good, still a mix of red and black—haters’ fighting spirit was still slightly stronger than that of true fans.

It was indeed difficult to break the protagonist’s black-and-red persona!

“Ding!”

The elevator doors opened. Wen Miaohan straightened and was about to step in when she bumped into Wen Haoyu and Wen Miaoting.

Before she could react, Wen Haoyu grabbed her hand and pulled her back into the elevator, while Wen Miaoting caught her other hand. Thus, she was “detained” by the two as they headed to the underground parking lot.