Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Qu Zixiao snapped out of his daze when he heard what his friend said.

His expression darkened as he recalled his first divorce two years back. Madam Qu had found out about it and almost passed away from a heart attack.

Ouyang Wei had found out that it was He Chen who privately got someone to inform Madam Qu about it.

From that point onwards, Qu Zixiao dared not bring up the topic of divorce to Madam Qu.

On that thought, Qu Zixiao gave the Qu family a call.

Butler Qu picked up the phone, and he sounded surprised. “Young Master, it’s late. Is anything the matter?”

From the way Butler Qu spoke, it seemed like nothing had taken place at home. Qu Zixiao tightened his grip on his cell phone but mellowed his tone. “Is my mom resting yet?”

“She just ended a video call with Young Madam and is in a good mood.” Butler Qu chuckled.

“Is it? What did they talk about?” Qu Zixiao’s eyes went deep.

Butler Qu was still smiling when he said, “Young Madam has already gone overseas. She said she’d bring some local products back for Madam when she returns…”

She did not bring up the matter of divorce, after all. Qu Zixiao heaved a sigh of relief and hung up soon after.

…

The next day at nine o’clock in the morning.

Qu Zixiao was in the meeting room discussing GC Group with a few others. Time was tight; nobody had produced any satisfactory proposal for Qu Zixiao in these two days.

As for Guan Chi, Qu Zixiao did send his subordinate to contact him, as he would have liked.

“The planning department shall draw up another proposal for the sound effects. As for the spokesperson, let’s have Song Qingqing.” Qu Zixiao interrupted the proposal. “Our publicity has been excellent recently, and we’re getting increasingly popular. We can’t fumble at this point.”

As the fantasy show “The Realm of Gods” made its name overseas, the other Qu family products grew in popularity as well.

It wasn’t surprising that he wanted Song Qingqing to be the spokesperson for the Qu family products. Firstly, she was the second female lead in “The Realm of Gods”. Secondly, it was also obvious that Qu Zixiao treated Song Qingqing differently.

Qu Zixiao gave his instructions and then returned to his office.

The secretary was waiting for him at the door. “Chairman Qu, Young Madam’s lawyer has been waiting for you.”

“Let him in.” Qu Zixiao paused for a moment and then ordered.

The secretary went to the lounge to get the lawyer.

Qu Zixiao went back to his seat and thought about the divorce agreement. Back then, he and He Chen had had a deal — they were not to interfere with each other’s matters after marriage.

Besides the matters concerning Madam Qu, he was still rather satisfied with He Chen in all other aspects.

Qu Zixiao was still thinking about it when his secretary brought He Chen’s lawyer in.

The lawyer was in a tidy black suit and had a work bag with him. His demeanor was rather imposing, and even his eyes were intimidating despite his smile. “Hello, Mr. Qu. I’m Miss He’s lawyer, Lawyer Qi.”

He took the divorce agreement out and handed it to him.

Qu Zixiao had seen the divorce agreement before and was going through it again. He Chen had made it very clear in the agreement that she did not want a single cent from the Qu family. He couldn’t help but look up and say, “Take this clause off. I will give her an apartment in the First District, and an additional five million yuan.”

Qi Chengjun continued smiling. He had never handled a divorce case before, but he knew enough about law and the human heart.

In less than an hour, Qu Zixiao signed the legally effective divorce agreement.

There were two sets to it. Qi Chengjun kept one of them, bade Qu Zixiao farewell, and headed to the Bureau of Civil Affairs.

As for Qu Zixiao, he held onto the other set and watched as Qi Chengjun took his leave. He seemed rather surprised as he mumbled, “This Lawyer Qi sounds familiar…”

Especially because his aura was extraordinary.

But Qu Zixiao did not want to think too much about it anymore. He looked at the agreement in his hands and sighed in relief. He finally got a divorce.

…

A week later.

Continent M.

He Chen was holding a can of beer as she stood by a vending machine. She had an earbud in one ear as she called Chang Ning. “Boss Chang Ning, I sent a confidential file over.”

“Mm.” Chang Ning, who was on the other end, took a look and said, “You’re still in Continent M, right? I’ve got another case that I’ll need you to check on. Milo is laundering money in Continent M’s film base.”

He Chen popped open the can and started drinking it. She narrowed her eyes and said, “Send me the information.”

“It isn’t safe to mess around in Continent M. Do you need Lone Wolf to forge a document for you?” Continent M asked.

“No need, I have a photography pass.”

It was a film base, photographers would be able to find their way in.

She hung up and applied for leave at her workplace.

Not too far off, Li Yushan was carrying two bags of bread and hurrying over. “I’m sorry, Sister Chen. There were too many people at the supermarket. Can we still make it for the flight?”

“No need.” He Chen downed her last sip of beer as she received the information that Chang Ning had just sent. She looked through it as she said, “I won’t be returning at the moment. You can take the interview draft back.”

At this moment, Li Yushan received a call from the company.

“Sister Chen, the Editor-in-chief wants me to stay with you and head down to the film base again. There’s been a huge case of a missing student there, and we need to follow up on it,” Li Yushan said as she held onto her cell phone.

He Chen nodded. “Mm, let’s head there then.”

“How do we get there, Sister Chen?” Li Yushan contacted the person who’d brought them around Continent M. Her brows furrowed together in worry. “We can’t move about Continent M on our own. If we can’t find the person who took us around…”

It was strange. There would usually be someone around to receive them; after all, Continent M was too dangerous.

“Do you have an international driving license?” He Chen flattened her beer can before Li Yushan was done talking.

Li Yushan nodded, as if in a daze. “Yes.”

“That’s fine, then.” He Chen gave her a thumbs up. “Wait here.”

In less than 10 minutes.

A black car stopped by He Chen’s side.

The person in the driver’s seat politely handed the key and the pass into Continent M to her.

He Chen had already had a drink, so she didn’t take the driver’s seat. She placed the camera in the back seat and got Li Yushan to take the wheel. “Find your way on your own.”

Li Yushan took the keys in a daze and then went to start the car.

…

Slightly over a half-hour later, they arrived at the film base.

Continent M’s film base was the largest in the world.

He Chen was sleeping in the car.

She was awoken by a ringtone.

“Hello?” She picked up the call while yawning.

“I heard you’re in business?” It was the voice of a middle-aged man. Then, he said with some fury as he growled, “Are you expressionless? The person you guys sent has already died for you, and you won’t even shed a tear…”

After scolding on the other end, he suddenly said to He Chen before she could respond, “I have a scene here to take, and the actors aren’t giving me what I want. Come over and help me analyze it. There’s also a solo commercial photoshoot, help me shoot that.”

“Sure,” He Chen responded with a languid tone and received an address a few seconds later.

She and Li Yushan got out of the car.

“Sister Chen, where are we going?” Li Yushan was carrying the camera as they found their way through the crowd.

“To look for the director.” He Chen rolled up her sleeves.

The people in Continent M all seemed rather fierce. Li Yushan dared not make eye contact with just anyone. She quietly and obediently followed behind He Chen like a good wife.

He Chen had just arrived at the film city center when a young man wearing his snapback the other way around spotted He Chen. “Sister Chen, you’re here. Director Lin is about to scold the newbies to death.”

He pointed in a direction and gestured for He Chen to enter, but he dared not enter himself.

From afar, she could already see that the legendary Director Lin had already stopped filming. He was now talking about the show with a man opposite him. Director Lin seemed to be in a much better mood now.

He Chen hadn’t said a thing.

Then, a man’s voice sounded behind her. “Young… Miss Chen, what are you doing here?”

It was a familiar voice.

He Chen furrowed her brows and turned around. She saw Qu Zixiao and his secretary looking at her. Beside Qu Zixiao was another rather tall woman.

The secretary intuitively frowned too. It was the secretary who called out to her.

Meanwhile, Qu Zixiao’s eyes were full of emotions.

He’d thought about it; there must be a reason for He Chen to file for a divorce so swiftly.

Li Yushan knew who Qu Zixiao was. She’d even seen some tabloids of him before.

He Chen probably felt that she owed Qu Zixiao money in her past life?

They were bumping into each other everywhere. It was no wonder Qu Zixiao suspected that she was stalking him.

“I have something on here.” He Chen was holding the camera.

“This is…” The woman standing beside Qu Zixiao said as she looked at He Chen.

Qu Zixiao’s secretary hurriedly said, “Miss Song, s-she’s the reporter for New Media. She’s here for some news.”

“I see.” Song Qingqing’s eyes seemed to exude flamboyance as she smiled at He Chen. “Young Master Qu, get them to leave. Director Lin and Film Emperor Qin don’t like having paparazzi around. Moreover, Director Lin is not in a good mood today. If he finds out they’re here, it won’t end well.”

Her tone made Li Yushan uncomfortable.

He Chen’s divorce was a very private matter and few knew about it. Li Yushan had no idea they had divorced, and she now looked at Qu Zixiao and Song Qingqing in anger.

“He Chen,” Qu Zixiao took a step forward and held He Chen’s elbow as he said to her. He whispered as his eyes went cold, “We’re already divorced. You’d better not cause any trouble here.”

He Chen shook her arm free easily.

Having gotten a divorce from him, she didn’t even bother to patronize Qu Zixiao.

Qu Zixiao looked up in annoyance.

He Chen walked right past him and headed in.

“He Chen…”

At this point, someone rushed out from inside with a thermos flask.

Qu Zixiao couldn’t be bothered with her anymore. He saw the person coming out and greeted respectfully, “Brother Chen.”

Given Qin Xiuchen’s current standing, Chen Yu also had to be treated with respect even by the few well-to-do Young Masters in the capital.

This was also why Qu Zixiao addressed him as Brother Chen.

Song Qingqing’s expression changed as she greeted courteously as well, “Brother Chen.”

Qu Zixiao was one of the investors for “The Realm of Gods”, and Chen Yu knew him too. He smiled and said hi to Qu Zixiao, but then felt that something was off.

He was holding his flask when he appeared to remember something. He quickly turned around and shuddered when he saw He Chen’s back view. “M-Miss He?”

Was something about to happen at the film base?