Do Not Speak Ill of My Mother!-Chapter 667 - 609: The First to Leave Zhongxing (Part 2)

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Chapter 667: Chapter 609: The First to Leave Zhongxing (Part 2)

The atmosphere in the meeting room instantly became even heavier.

"There’s only one point I will emphasize again, and it’s a line that must not be crossed—" Her gaze became extraordinarily sharp, as if it could pierce through everyone’s facade and reach their innermost hearts.

"Xingyue and Zhongxing are brother companies, like two branches of the same tree. Resource sharing is the principle, complementary advantages are the method. Your goal is the same: to build a top-tier content ecosystem. Any form of internal friction, malicious competition, or poaching is strictly prohibited! Whether it’s project resources, artist resources, or technical resources, they must first be digested and collaborated on internally. If anyone disrupts this grand scheme for short-term gains..."

She didn’t finish the sentence, but the warning in her cool eyes was more powerful than any severe words.

Everyone present, especially the agents and artist directors holding resources, felt a shiver in their hearts!

They knew Yan Yueqing’s thunderous methods and understood that this red line must not be crossed.

Xi Hongxia raised her red lips in a confident smile tinged with sharpness and was the first to express support, "President Yue, rest assured! Xingyue’s money trees will only shake down more Gold Leaves for the company and will never disappoint you."

Meng Chengchu nodded gently but firmly.

Si Younian slightly nodded, indicating comprehension.

However, amid the solemn atmosphere of agreement, Xu Mengjie, sitting beside Xi Hongxia, remained like a soul-lost puppet.

She barely lifted her head since the meeting began; now she had buried it even lower, almost tucking it into her collar. Her slender fingers were tightly twisting the hem of her clothes, her knuckles white from the pressure, and her body seemed to be trembling slightly.

Even from a distance, the intense anxiety and struggle emanating from her could be felt.

Yan Yueqing’s gaze lingered on her for a moment, her brows furrowed imperceptibly, but she said nothing more.

Xue Yi also noticed her abnormality, a trace of doubt flashing through his eyes.

The meeting ended after Yan Yueqing announced its adjournment. Everyone stood up, quietly discussing as they filed out. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Xu Mengjie was almost the first to flee her seat, her steps unsteady as she rushed out the meeting room door, as if something terrifying inside was pursuing her.

Xi Hongxia watched her hasty figure, a layer of frost instantly covering her beautiful face.

She quickened her pace, her high heels clicking out a rapid beat on the polished corridor floor.

In a dimly lit corner, a surveillance blind spot, Xi Hongxia finally caught up with the spiritless Xu Mengjie.

"Mengjie!" Xi Hongxia grabbed her and pulled her into the corner, lowering her voice, "You’ve been looking like your soul was taken since the meeting started! What’s going on?"

Xu Mengjie leaned against the cold wall, lifted her head, her face as pale as if devoid of any blood.

When questioned by Xi Hongxia, her eyes instantly reddened, her voice heavy with sobs, "Sister Xia... he... his mother... today... today she suddenly called me..."

Xi Hongxia’s pupils shrank, alarm bells ringing in her heart, her tone colder and more severe, "The old lady who disdained your ordinary background, forcing you to break up with him and ordered you not to show your face in public?!"

"Mm..." Xu Mengjie’s tears finally fell, her voice broken, "She... she said... on the weekend... to come to their house for dinner... said... said in the past she... she was too stubborn..."

"Ha!" Xi Hongxia let out a sharp, short sneer, filled with undisguised sarcasm and a cold understanding of the world, "How long have I, Xi Hongxia, been in this circle? What kinds of people haven’t I seen? The rich second generation I’ve talked to or met are more than the rice you’ve eaten! This kind of trick, I can see through it with my eyes closed!"

She stepped closer, almost face-to-face with Xu Mengjie, her gaze piercing, every word hitting where it hurt: "You were a nobody before; she looked at you like you were dirt on the ground! And now? You’re the rising star that Xingyue is promoting! You’re famous! Valuable! And suddenly she ’understands’?! Relents?!"

Xi Hongxia’s voice carried a cruel clarity, "Xu Mengjie, wake up! You really think she’s accepting you? She sees the fame and potential benefits you can bring now! If you foolishly believe your boyfriend’s sweet talk and marry in, believe me, the day after the wedding, no! Possibly at the dinner table, that old lady will stand her ground and tell you: ’Our family’s daughters-in-law can’t show their faces and act outside, it’s so shameful!’ Then force you to sign a statement leaving the industry and obediently go home to be her canary! Everything you’ve worked hard for will vanish overnight! Your life will be over!"