Pampered by My Ex's Cousin-Chapter 931: Encountering a Rival in Love (Part 4)

The past few days have been filled with explosive news, so much so that the headlines can’t keep up, and the trending topics change every few minutes.

But every time they change, they are all related to Ji Chicheng and the Ji Family.

The hottest topic is the relationship between Ji Chicheng and Ji Anning, which stays at the top of the list.

A message from an unknown website is ranked first, authored by someone confirming that Ji Chicheng and Ji Anning are uncle and niece, and even exposed a paternity test between Ji Anning and Yang Yufang.

They also dug up all of Ji Anning’s past scandals, each accompanied by pictures.

It said she had slept with multiple directors, which was mild, and she was allegedly kept by the perverse Charles, who was fond of SM, for two years, becoming his plaything.

In just half a day, nearly a million abusive comments have appeared, with various vulgar curses, unpleasant to read.

Qi Helian sat under a large sunshade, holding his phone, scrolling down through the comments, his face dark, veins bulging on the back of his hand.

All the actors are ready and waiting for him to start filming; as time passes, no one dares to urge him.

But it’s not right for everyone to keep waiting like this; the director, wearing glasses, after much consideration, mustered the courage to approach Qi Helian, and ask him gently, "Young Master Qi, can we begin filming?"

"Film your sister, get lost!"

Qi Helian happened to see a lengthy and unbearable comment cursing Ji Anning, infuriating him, and he threw his phone at the director.

Then he stood up.

Today he’s shooting a costume drama, playing an emperor. He’s dressed in a golden dragon robe, with a crown, his thick eyeliner deepening his seductive and fierce aura.

Bloodthirsty red lips, coldly pressed together.

Perfectly portraying a tyrant of a generation.

The director was hit in the chest, it hurt, but he just bared his teeth in pain, not daring to say a word.

Qi Helian’s assistant immediately went over to pick up his phone, holding it in their hands, not daring to give it to Qi Helian at this moment.

The scene suddenly fell silent as a grave. Regarding Qi Helian’s violent act, they didn’t dare even discuss it.

At this time, Qi Helian’s agent finished a phone call and returned, whispering something into his ear.

Qi Helian’s face darkened even more, and everyone gasped, then held their breath.

Qi Helian didn’t say a word, and walked towards his nanny van.

After he left, his assistant smiled at the director and said, "Director Jia, Young Master Qi isn’t in the right state today, you might want to move on to the next scene."

The director, though filled with dissatisfaction and complaints, had no choice but to give the assistant a look that said: what else can I do?

Because who else but Qi Helian.

Inside the nanny van, Qi Helian gave his agent Mickey a look.

Mickey immediately reported, "Miss Anning’s endorsed brands, as well as the one she just shot and hasn’t released yet, are consulting lawyers and sending her a legal notice."

"Including the luxury brand endorsements she took in Country Y, the contract clearly states that during the validity period, there must not be any damage to Miss Anning’s reputation."

This kind of situation was expected; most contracts that artists sign have this clause, their image must remain intact.

Qi Helian sat in the soft leather seat, his hand supporting his chin, frowning in contemplation for a while, then asked, "What’s the total estimated value?"

Mickey replied, "The contracts stipulate triple penalty fees, adding up to less than a billion."