Here Comes the Mommy: Daddy, Take It!

After the exercise, bai zixuan leaned against the bed and smoked. Gu chengyan changed into his business suit and came out of the bathroom. He walked up to him and asked softly, "I'm going to work?"

"Go ahead." Bai zixuan nodded, then sat up a little, spat out a circle of eyes and said, "Don't worry about that. I'll take care of it."

Gu chengyan agreed, took his bag and walked out of the room.

In the afternoon, when she was about to leave work, Molly reappeared at the company. She went straight to jian mengqi's office. Not long after, there was a quarrel, followed by crying and scolding.

Gu chengyan went in once under the banner of delivering documents. Molly was being scolded by jian mengqi. What kind of treachery and ingratitude? Almost all the words that jian mengqi could think of came out.

After work, jian mengqi specially asked the people in the studio to stay for a while. She publicly announced that Molly was the hidden ghost in the studio, made the decision to expel her, and issued a statement in the industry, calling on all the colleagues in the industry to never hire such a weakling.

Gu chengyan's heart finally relaxed after a day of mentioning it. The next day, he reported to his new studio on time.

"Chengyan? Why are you still here?" When jian mengqi passed by the assistant office, she suddenly stopped and asked gu chengyan, who was talking to her colleagues inside.

Gu chengyan hurriedly said goodbye to his old colleague, ran out with a stack of documents in his arms, and greeted him with a cheerful face, "Hello, president jian. I'm back to get some useful information. I'm leaving."

"Oh." Jian mengqi patted her on the shoulder and encouraged, "Okay, then do your best."

"President jian, wait a minute!"

Seeing that jian mengqi was leaving, gu chengyan chased after her and said, "President jian, several designers in the new studio are very curious about the works designed by ye. I wonder if president jian can give me face and give me a manuscript of ye's design this time so that I can go back and show off to them."

"You want the manuscript designed by ye? This can't be done. This time, the series hasn't been sold yet. Now take it out. What if it's leaked?" Jian mengqi disapproved.

Gu chengyan explained, "That's not what I meant." She lowered her head and said sheepishly, "I'm a newcomer. I just arrived at the studio and I'm not familiar with the place. It's inevitable that some of the old employees will be relying on their elders to sell their elders. I thought that if I could get the manuscript of ye's design, I could scare them and manage it better. Besides, I only need one, and it wouldn't cause any bad effects."

"Well..."

After a long pause, jian mengqi shook her head and said, "No, it's against the rules. If you encounter any difficulties in your new studio, come to me immediately. You are the person I trained. I will definitely support you."

"... Then... Okay." Gu chengyan was instantly depressed and tried to keep a smile on his face, "Thank you, president jian."

Jian mengqi nodded and walked around her towards the office.

Pushing open the door of the office, a teasing voice came from inside, "No, it's against the rules. Let me support you!"

Jian mengqi stared at gu mohan, who was deliberately imitating her. She picked up the pen holder by the table and was about to throw it over.

Ye zhiqiao pushed gu mohan's back before she moved and whispered, "Don't bully mengqi."

"Look at Zhiqiao, who is also living together. How can there be such a big difference in life?!" Jian mengqi pulled ye zhiqiao to sit down on the sofa and angrily insulted gu mohan.

Gu mohan looked at her with his usual cold eyes. Just as he was about to answer, he saw ye zhiqiao's warning eyes and immediately lost his temper. He took a long step and sat down beside ye zhiqiao without saying a word.

The two "War" subsided, and ye zhiqiao asked jian mengqi, "Gu chengyan just asked you for my manuscript?"

Jian mengqi nodded, "Yes, gu chengyan's suspicions have been completely dispelled since I treated Molly as an insider yesterday. I heard from the people I planted in the new studio that gu chengyan had been sneaking around since he arrived, but it didn't seem like he was doing anything good."

Gu mohan interjected, "It should be a re-planning of framing Zhiqiao."

"Of course." Jian mengqi said in a loud voice, "I just didn't expect her to be so bold that she would dare to openly start from me and ask for Zhiqiao's manuscript. Can she understand her?!"

Ye zhiqiao was amused by her exaggerated expression, and gu mohan also curved his lips.

Jian mengqi continued, "Did you see it just now? She said the way she looked when she was bullied by an old employee, if she hadn't been on guard, I might have been fooled by her amazing acting skills."

For this, gu mohan agreed with a "Yes."

Jian mengqi did not hear his voice and said to herself, "Now looking at gu chengyan is like watching a tv show. She knows it's fake, but she can't help but stare at it seriously. She really wants to see how she's going to act!"

Ye zhiqiao and gu mohan looked at each other, indicating that they felt the same way.

"What do we do after that?" Jian mengqi turned her head and asked.

Gu mohan stared at the potted plants on the coffee table, lost in thought. After a while, he replied, "The first stage has been very successful. Now, it's time for the second step."

Jian mengqi frowned and thought hard, "What's the second step?"

"Third tier star, Xiaorui." Ye zhiqiao whispered in her ear.

One wrong step at a time.

Xiaorui was influenced by his strong jealousy. First, president jin, who had devoted himself to the agency, was recorded as evidence. Then, he murdered ye zhiqiao in return for gu chengyan's "Saving grace."

Doing bad things is like sinking into a quagmire. As long as you sink further, you can only sink deeper and deeper. Now, she understood the meaning of this sentence.

After that day, she received several "Relief" notices from her friends, but she did not agree to any of them.

Not only did she push the notice, she didn't even dare to take a step out of the house, not in anyone's presence.

Because now, both president jin and gu chengyan had her in their hands. She didn't want to be a dog, obey orders, or become a plaything in other people's hands, so before she could think of a solution, she had to hide.

As time passed, she would stand by the window and look up at the sky whenever the sun rose or the sun set.

She did not know how much longer she would have to live in prison, or how long she would have to last. Every minute and second she was frightened, her body and mind seemed to be bitten by a swarm of ants. There was no difference between life and death.