The obsessive CEO's white moonlight is me

Chapter 64: We're not from the same world.

Upon hearing Fu Shiyue's words, her expression instantly turned serious, and she retorted without hesitation, "President Fu, please don't misunderstand! One must have the ability to distinguish right from wrong. These two matters are completely different. I will absolutely not let personal feelings affect my judgment, so I really don't dislike Miss Xu. Moreover, regarding this matter, my stance is very clear: I firmly stand on Miss Xu Qinghuan's side. I think you should also investigate the whole story thoroughly and get to the bottom of the truth."

However, faced with her righteous and eloquent rebuttal, Fu Shiyue chose to remain silent.

He slowly put down the documents in his hand, gently stroking his chin with one hand, his eyes deep and focused, as if he were pondering some important question. Time passed slowly, and the air seemed to freeze.

Finally, after a long while, Fu Shiyue broke the silence and said calmly, "Alright, you can go out now."

Upon hearing this, Xie Shiyun nodded slightly, turned around, and left the spacious and bright office.

As the door closed gently, the room returned to its previous tranquility.

After she left, Fu Shiyue stood up and stood straight in front of the floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the entire high-rise Lin Yu, his dark, abyss-like eyes gazing intently at the distant horizon through the glass...

His thoughts suddenly drifted back to a few years ago, when Xu Qinghuan had just entered the audition and become one of the many trainees. He remembered that when he first saw her introduction, he only thought that this girl was just a delicate flower that had come out of a greenhouse. She had a glamorous background and seemed to have everything, but in his eyes she was nothing special. In fact, she was the one he had the least faith in.

But she proved to be the most determined, and through her own hard work and talent, she gained his attention, successfully debuted, signed a contract, and officially embarked on her acting career.

Overnight, she rose to prominence like a dazzling star, adored by everyone and placed on a pedestal, instantly becoming one of the most sought-after new stars of the time.

But as time went on, he discovered that she had harbored inappropriate thoughts. For an artist at the peak of her career, maintaining focus and purity was paramount, and this was the last thing she should have done... Xu Qinghuan

Now, Xu Qinghuan's once incredibly youthful face has gradually shed its naivety and gained a touch of maturity and sophistication through the trials of time and the complexities of the entertainment industry.

He then made a phone call: "Find Xu Qinghuan for me immediately, hold a press conference, and notify all the reporters to come."

"Okay, boss."

The Xu family's ancient and dignified mansion is located in a prime area of ​​the city—

On that special night, Xu Qinghuan dressed up carefully and went to her dinner appointment with Fu Shiyue with great joy. However, when the sun shone on the earth the next morning, a shocking news story broke the peaceful atmosphere like a thunderclap.

Xu Qinghuan sat on the edge of the bed, her eyes fixed on the television screen, an expression of disbelief on her face.

Just then, a rapid knocking came from the door. "What is it?" her cold voice came from inside the room.

A man stood outside the door and said respectfully, "Miss, Mr. Xu is waiting for you in the living room downstairs."

Hearing this, Xu Qinghuan frowned slightly, but still replied, "Okay, I'll go now."

She slowly stood up, tidied her slightly messy hair and skirt, took a deep breath, and then walked towards the door.

Each step felt heavy, as if a huge rock was pressing down on my heart.

As she opened the door and slowly walked down the stairs, the entire Xu family mansion seemed to become exceptionally quiet because of her presence.

An elderly man with gray hair and thick glasses sat upright on the old but soft brown sofa. His weathered face looked particularly serious, his brows furrowed as if bearing a heavy burden. Not far from his feet lay a newspaper carelessly discarded on the floor, its striking headline catching the eye: "Xu Qinghuan, daughter of the Xu family, is an artist under Wan Shen's management; she has a secret rendezvous with her boss, Fu Shiyue, late at night!"

Just then, light footsteps came from the stairs. Xu Qinghuan, dressed in a pure white dress, slowly walked down the stairs. When she caught a glimpse of her grandfather's angry face and the newspaper on the ground, her heart tightened, but she still forced herself to remain calm and quietly sat down beside him.

She bent down slightly, picked up the newspaper from the ground, quickly glanced at its contents, then looked up at her grandfather with gentle and apologetic eyes, and said in a voice as soft as a spring breeze, "Grandpa, please don't be angry, let Huanhuan explain to you..."

Upon hearing his granddaughter's words, Old Xu slowly turned his head and looked at the child he had always cherished, his eyes revealing an undisguised reluctance and worry.

He sighed deeply and said in a heavy tone, "Huanhuan, look at you, our family isn't short of food or clothing. You have a perfectly good life as the Xu family's daughter, wealthy and stable, but you insist on going out and showing your face in public, causing all this messy news. How can your grandfather be at ease? Your grandfather is really worried, you know?"

Xu Qinghuan smiled gently, "Grandpa, these are all baseless rumors. I've done nothing wrong. I'm so famous; it must be some unknown person who's jealous of me who started this. I'll stay home for a few days, and the storm will pass." She patted Grandpa Xu, indicating that he didn't need to worry about her and that she could handle the situation.

"Huanhuan, someone claiming to be President Fu's secretary just called and said that Fu Shiyue is holding a press conference at Wan Shen tomorrow to clarify things, and he wants you to attend as well..."

Seeing that Xu Qinghuan remained silent, Old Master Xu said that he understood and said, "Huanhuan, Grandpa knows that you have a special affection for Fu Shiyue, but at this time, you must put the big picture first... Grandpa can only say this much. I am an old man, and sometimes you young people have to handle your own affairs."

"Don't worry, Grandpa, I'll take care of it tomorrow."

Old Xu nodded.

Then, Xu Qinghuan went upstairs and closed the door.

Watching her retreating figure, Old Xu couldn't help but sigh, "When I was young, I also experienced passionate relationships, but in the end, I realized that the person you start with may not be the one you end up with. There are always variables. Let's see how she navigates this path herself..."

In the darkness, she sat alone on the cold floor, as if the whole world had shut her out. All around her was pitch black, without a single ray of light, only endless silence and solitude.

Her body trembled slightly, as if struggling against the boundless darkness. Her eyes were empty and lost, staring ahead, yet seemingly unable to see anything.

Her hair fell loosely over her face, obscuring her expression. Her fingers gripped the floor tightly, as if trying to grasp something, but to no avail.

In this dark corner, she was like an abandoned child, helpless and vulnerable.

"Why? Why can't you see me?" Xu Qinghuan muttered to herself...

Time seemed to be cut by an invisible line, and in the blink of an eye, it was the next day.

Sunlight streamed through the clouds, casting a soft golden glow over the entire city. The Wanshen Group's headquarters building stood tall and imposing.

On this very day, Fu Shiyue, the highly anticipated president of Wan Shen Group, decided to hold an important press conference in the group's lobby to clarify the situation. The news immediately attracted the attention of numerous media outlets in Yuncheng.

Those renowned and top-tier journalists in the industry rushed to the scene as soon as they heard the news.

In no time, the spacious and bright corporate lobby was packed with people, with no seats available.

Meanwhile, backstage, Fu Shiyue, who was busily preparing, appeared somewhat anxious. He raised his wrist, glanced at the exquisite watch, frowned slightly, and asked in a low voice, "Where is Xu Qinghuan? Why hasn't she arrived yet?"

Xie Shiyun, who was standing nearby, quickly replied, "President Fu, Miss Xu is making her final preparations in the dressing room backstage. She should be here soon. Why don't you go up and help out?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Shiyue's face darkened, and he looked sharply at Xie Shiyun, saying in an icy tone, "Me, go and support him? Xie Shiyun, do you think I'm joking with you? How can you just say something like that?"

Faced with Fu Shiyue's questioning, Xie Shiyun was startled and quickly shook her head and waved her hands, trying to explain, "No, Mr. Fu! I was just saying it casually, please don't take it seriously!"

However, her slightly embarrassed expression and unnatural smile did not escape Fu Shiyue's eyes.

"I'm giving you two minutes to get her here. If you can't do it, don't show your face in front of me tomorrow."

"..."

She was speechless, finding the person's behavior unbelievable and prone to threatening others.

"I'll go right now, Mr. Fu. You go up first. I'll take care of what you asked me to do right away."

After saying that, she quickly left his sight—

"Knock, knock, knock..." A knocking sound rang out at the door.

"Come in."

The makeup artist next to Xu Qinghuan was applying powder to her face when she saw that it was her.

"You're Shi Yue's little assistant, what are you doing here?"

"Mr. Fu came to let me see how Miss Xu's preparations are going."

Upon hearing the name Fu Shiyue, her expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

"I understand, I'm not going to act like a big shot."

She glanced at Xie Shiyun, then immediately looked away and lowered her head to look at her phone.

"Okay, I'll be going now."

Xie Shiyun turned to leave, gripping the doorknob, ready to step out.

But she called out to him, "Wait a minute."

She stopped in her tracks: "Miss Xu, is there anything else you would like me to convey to President Fu?"

"I advise you not to have some inappropriate thoughts, such as wanting to rise above others and become a phoenix. You and him are not from the same world. Don't have any improper thoughts or desires that don't belong to you."

Xie Shiyun turned around and said, "Miss Xu, you misunderstand. I have always known this clearly, so I never think about these messy things. I just want to live a good life and make money."

After saying that, she left the dressing room.

Xu Qinghuan listened quietly to the words coming from the other party, and a ripple of emotion stirred in her heart, causing her emotions to fluctuate slightly.

She never expected that even Fu Shiyue's female assistant would dare to talk back to her.