She then stood herself beside Lu Yi.
“Good afternoon, Grandpa,” greeted Yan Huan politely.
“Hmph,” snorted Old Master Lu, thick with contempt. “Whores have no love and actors have no loyalty.” The words came out of his mouth as smooth as butter.
Lu Jin and his family took offense to that.
“Well said,” said Yan Huan, glancing at Lu Qin and back to Old Master Lu. “Whores have no love and actors have no loyalty. A perfect description for Lu Second Young Master, no? Oh, and let’s not forget the great lady of the Su Family, Chief of Staff Qi’s daughter, and Boss Zhang’s son…”
Old Master Lu’s face darkened as she went on.
Whores have no love and actors have no loyalty. It was Old Master Lu and Qin Xiaoyue’s catchphrase during her previous life, but wasn’t Lu Qin an actor? And wasn’t Su Muran one too?
If that’s the case, why was it always directed at her? Was she the only actor? Then what were the others? Artists?
“Why are you here?” asked Lu Yi. He frowned when he saw her high heels, knowing that her feet were still injured.
“Just to check on things,” said Yan Huan, standing with perfect posture. She had walked on the red carpet before, and knew the perfect way to sit, stand, and talk. Right now, her presence was dominating. She was the queen here.
Right. She turned to the Miao couple.
“Greetings,” she said politely. The smile on her face sweetened.
There was no way for the Miao couple to not know who Yan Huan was; she was the well-loved Best Actress of The Year, the most popular artist of the year, the selfless woman who saved many lives and donated a ton of money afterward. And how much did the Miao Family donate?
No one dared to badmouth Yan Huan now, or they must be prepared to face her fans’ wrath. Know that she was someone who had appeared on the CCTV channel; who would dare to provoke someone with her status?
Fans nowadays were scary, especially the brain-dead ones. If the Miao Family laid a finger on her, who knows what her fans might do?
“Mhm…” Yan Huan was still smiling, her lips curving slightly on her delicate face. Her looks were hardly rivaled, enough to bring many to shame.
“If I heard correctly, did Mr. Miao accuse my husband of causing the car crash?”
“Isn’t it the truth?” asked Mr. Miao. He had been through many things in his life, and age had given him wisdom.
“Oh? Have you not told them about it yet?” Yan Huan asked Lu Yi. “Why bother protecting her reputation when they are here dragging you through the mud? Dad can’t afford to lose face here, and neither can you. Of course,” she lifted a few strands of her well-cared-for hair. “Neither can I.”
Face was something everyone wanted, but it seems like Lu Yi’s kind gesture of leaving them some face was repaid with vengeance instead.
Lu Yi pursed his lips. “It’s all in the past now. I don’t like digging up old matters.”
“It doesn’t seem like they would agree with that. Oh, but look what I have here…” said Yan Huan as she unlocked her phone. “A copy of the footage from the crashed car’s inbuilt camera. Would anyone care for a look?”
“Still, my phone is kinda small, so how about we switch to a projector instead? Oh well, that would take too long to prepare, so let’s just make do with what we have.”
She opened her phone and showed it to Lu Jin and Ye Shuyun.
Once the phone opened, they heard the screeching of tires and a woman’s scream. Miao Xinyuan’s scream.
Lu Jin’s face darkened as he watched further. This was the first time they knew the truth. Before this, all they knew was that Lu Jin went to the hospital because of Miao Xinyuan, but didn’t know what exactly went down before the crash. What they saw was worse than what they imagined.
Yan Huan then walked to the Miao couple and proffered her phone.
“I’m not watching,” said Mr. Miao, his face dark with suppressed anger. He knew that whatever was on that footage wasn’t good news. He might regret it if he watched.
But, was it their choice? Of course not, heh…
Yan Huan held the phone before them.
“In that case, you can listen to it instead.”
Your daughter was the one who insisted on driving, nearly crashed into someone, and stepped on the brakes anyhow. Had Lu Yi not been there, you would be childless by now.
After that, she walked up to Miao Xinyuan.
“Need help jogging your memory, Miss Miao?”
Miao Xinyuan looked up, her face distorted by malignance.
Yan Huan was still smiling.
“Go on, hit me. Do it,” her face turned icy. “I dare you. Hit me once and my husband will hit you ten times.”
Pa! Miao Xinyuan slapped Yan Huan across her face. Covering her face, Yan Huan turned to smile at the Miao couple.
“Congratulations on raising an unreasonable woman, Mr. and Mrs. Miao.”
The Miao couple’s faces were dark with shame.
Lu Yi clenched his fist, trying hard to hold back. He knew that Yan Huan was agile. Had it not been intentional, no one could have slapped her that easily.
Yan Huan’s acting skills were first-class. She made a call next.
“Hey, Sister Luo. Get me a lawyer. I’m calling the police.”
Her words drained the color from the Miao couple’s faces. Let’s not forget that Miao Xinyuan had just been released on parole. If she were to be thrown into prison again, it wouldn’t be that easy to extricate her.
Not only that, the person she hit was Yan Huan.
They can’t afford to be caught up in a scandal like this.
“Old Master Lu, how about…”
Mr. Miao could only swallow his pride for now. He couldn’t let his daughter go to prison again no matter what. If that happened, her reputation would be completely destroyed, along with her entire life. The Miao Family didn’t have that much face to lose.
Even he himself hated Miao Xinyuan now. Why didn’t she tell them about what happened before the crash? Was she banking on Lu Yi to keep it a secret for the rest of his life? Thanks to her, they have now shot themselves in the foot.
And what can Old Master Lu say? He had never been set up and pressurized this hard in his entire life. They had really done it this time…
“You guys go back first,” Old Master Lu told Lu Jin. This was clearly said in favor of the Miao Family, not wanting the situation to escalate.
That was when Ye Shuyun flared up. She walked towards them. Women from the Ye Family had always been fierce. Her tempers might have improved after her marriage, but that didn’t mean she lacked the Ye Family’s ferocity.
Even though she didn’t have the Ye Family’s blood, that was where she grew up in.
She grabbed Yan Huan, sheathed her behind herself, and slapped Miao Xinyuan. “This one’s for my son.” Before everyone could react, she slapped her again. “This one’s for my daughter-in-law, and this one…” She pushed Miao Xinyuan down, mounted her, and slapped her over and over again.
