CHAPTER 540: CHAPTER 460: I WILL HANDLE THIS

"Don’t worry about the news report, I’ll handle it."

She appeared incredibly composed. Lin Xiaoxiao looked at her calm and collected face, and her own heart settled instantly.

"What did the doctor say?"

"Ankle fracture. She won’t be able to walk for the short term, and filming is basically out of the question."

"Then she won’t film."

"Then she won’t film."

Two voices rang out simultaneously. Qin Miaomiao turned her head to see Song Li standing at the door, his usually handsome face clouded with gloom.

He walked in and said in a low voice:

"Sis-in-law, Xiao Xiao probably won’t be able to film for a while. The losses caused—I’ll cover them."

Qin Miaomiao narrowed her eyes slightly. "That’s not the main issue. It’s just a commercial film, the pay isn’t high, and even if it stars a crowd of big names, it wouldn’t do much for Xiao Xiao. Besides, this film has only been shooting for about ten days, and Xiao Xiao doesn’t have much screen time. If she doesn’t film this, it’s nothing to regret. But..."

Song Li immediately understood her meaning and asked in a deep voice:

"But what?"

"This thing is definitely not that simple. My company has run into problems—the new actors we signed got poached, the upcoming film’s script was stolen, even the director got taken away. And now Xiao Xiao gets hurt at such a critical juncture? Could this really be a coincidence?"

Song Li’s gaze turned colder. He didn’t usually talk a lot and appeared easygoing, but those close to him knew he was absolutely not the kind of person who would suffer losses quietly!

"Leave this matter to me. Whoever dared to scheme against Xiao Xiao—I’ll make sure they pay a hundredfold!"

Lin Xiaoxiao was stunned. She genuinely hadn’t expected Song Li to get so angry over this.

Qin Miaomiao patted Lin Xiaoxiao on the shoulder. "Someone wants to play the hero and stand up for you. I’ll let him take the credit. But this matter isn’t over. Ai Dou, investigate thoroughly and notify me directly if there’s any progress."

"Got it."

Lin Xiaoxiao asked curiously:

"Miaomiao, you call him Ai Dou?"

"Yeah, he’s my idol."

Song Li, who was being called an idol, looked rather pleased. If Brother Lu found out about this, wouldn’t he be furious?

Brother Lu’s irritation was Song Li’s delight—it was perfect for settling the grudge of being overshadowed all these years.

"Work hard, idol. If you want to pluck this most precious flower from my house, it’ll depend on your skills. Good luck."

Lin Xiaoxiao’s face immediately flushed. "Miaomiao, what nonsense are you talking about? President Song is only standing up for me."

"Oh, come on. Are you lying to me or lying to yourself? Who’s that eager to stand up for someone’s sake? The moment something happened, he came sprinting to find you. As soon as he heard you fell, he’s already plotting to drag the culprits out. He’s gone to such lengths, and you still say it’s just standing up for you?"

Qin Miaomiao’s current expression was visibly furious!

Even when so many things had gone wrong before, even with people scheming against her like that, she’d been unruffled. Yet now, she was this indignant?

"Miaomiao, you..."

Qin Miaomiao snorted coldly:

"My idol can’t be left to get bullied. Just answer me—do you like him or not?"

Lin Xiaoxiao’s face grew redder and redder. This—what was this? Was someone seriously forcing her to answer in public?

This was way too embarrassing!

Song Li stared at her face, as if hoping to hear the answer directly from her lips.

"I... I don’t know."

Qin Miaomiao decisively turned to Song Li and said:

"Idol, since Xiao Xiao doesn’t like you, let’s not hang ourselves on one tree. You can go die on a few more trees—want me to introduce some fair-skinned, beautiful, elegant ones for you? Guaranteed to be your type."