Yun Daixi went back to the opposite side, retrieved the car her assistant had temporarily rented from the underground parking garage, and drove to Jiang Xianxian's residence.
The plan was to wait at her place until dawn, make sure there were no paparazzi, and then personally use this car to transfer her to a private hospital.
If the pregnancy is less than three months along and the fetus is still small, you only need to take regular mifepristone tablets and wait for the baby to be born.
Fortunately, everything went smoothly and the medical abortion was successful, so there was no need for a separate general anesthesia curettage procedure.
She was so tired that she fell asleep against the wall while waiting for her examination outside the operating room, until the doctor came out and asked her to sign the consent form.
In a daze, he signed the papers, but didn't forget to remind the doctor: "This matter is under a confidentiality agreement. If it gets out, it won't be good for either of us."
This private hospital is extremely confidential with its patients, but a celebrity once had a bad experience with a new doctor, so she had to remind him again.
The doctor smiled and said, "I'm probably the person who least wants the news to leak, besides the two of you."
After all, the hush money paid to keep quiet was the largest part of his income.
Jiang Xianxian was placed in a private ward. Her face was pale from blood loss, and her near-perfect features made her look pitiful.
Yun Daixi took her hand: "Don't do anything foolish again."
She just nodded, it was unclear whether she had actually listened.
Yun Daixi poured her a glass of warm water and handed it to her:
"I need to go back to the company to take care of some things. The discharge agreement has already been signed. Fortunately, everything went smoothly. There are too many people and too much attention here, so I will arrange for you to go back this afternoon. Your assistant will help you."
"Sister Daixi," Jiang Xianxian called out to her without any apparent reason, "thank you."
She returned a gentle smile and took the cup of water from her: "Don't cause me any more trouble in the future. You're my cash cow."
Jiang Xianxian gave him a look that said, "Why are you bringing up money again?" but nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay, I'm willing to be drained dry by you."
After Jiang Xianxian finished lunch and fell asleep, Yun Daixi made sure to give all the instructions and had her assistant keep an eye on things before taking a taxi home.
I only slept for a while in the car, then went back to shower, tidy up, and immediately went to the company to handle some business.
Perhaps because she was used to being woken up in the middle of the night since she was a child, she has very low requirements for sleep.
When she first started out, others weren't used to staying up all night, but she was always full of energy the next day after staying up all night.
Compared to what that scoundrel did, these all-nighters that could earn her money were far more meaningful to her.
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After finishing her backlog of work in the afternoon, she took a taxi to the concert preparation site for her artist Chi Muye.
Midway through, I received a call from Jiang Xianxian.
The voice on the other end was urgent: "Daisy, the Fang family knows I had an abortion. They've been following me in their car ever since I left the hospital."
Are you sure it's their car?
"Confirmed, the license plate has three 8s, it's very distinctive."
Hearing this, Yun Daixi breathed a sigh of relief and comforted him, "It seems that he is in the car. He won't be able to get into the community garage. I'll handle the rest."
Before hanging up, he added, "Just stay home and rest these days. Don't go out. Your assistant has already ordered your meals and they will be delivered regularly."
With such an obvious license plate number, it's too easy to monitor, so it couldn't have been a carefully planned act of violence.
Based on previous understanding, it seems that Young Master Fang, who is still immersed in love, is quite dissatisfied with the unilateral decision regarding the fate of his child.
But he's too impulsive; who knows if he might do something even more outrageous.
After hanging up the phone, Yun Daixi immediately contacted the head of the marketing department in charge of information, instructing them to create a new trending topic immediately.
#Jiang Xianxian suspected of hooking up with a newly returned wealthy man
#Jiang Xianxian's Mercury Jewelry Auction Look Went Viral
He didn't speak too definitively, but every word he uttered was directed at Mr. Gu.
Once the public opinion has fermented sufficiently, Jiang Xianxian's studio should issue an official statement, stating that they have already contacted lawyers to draft a lawsuit against those spreading rumors, clarifying that Jiang Xianxian will focus on her career and has absolutely no romantic feelings involved.
This not only provides her with a good excuse to stay home and rest for the next few days, but also increases her exposure.
This was the first thing she did by using Gu Li'an.
She wasn't entirely sure how he would react.
If the assistant's previous investigation was true, the market value of his company was more than ten times that of the Fang family.
The business circle is small, and the Fang family probably won't let this damage their relationship.
Once this news gets out, it won't get past a few people before it reaches Old Master Fang's ears, and naturally someone will deal with him.
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After she had everything arranged, she left the dressing room and went to the backstage area for Chi Muye's concert.
This is the first show of his world tour, which officially starts at 8 p.m.
Yun Daixi was coaxed and pleaded with by him for a whole month before she finally agreed to come and attend tonight.
As night fell, the stadium, which could hold 10,000 people, was packed with people, and the stands were full, with countless blue glow sticks waving.
Looking at the sea of people, Yun Daixi was filled with emotion.
At that time, he was a college student playing underground music, six years younger than her.
When I first met him, the sky was gray and it was drizzling.
In a third-tier city, at a tiny music festival, the artificial turf was covered with mud splattered everywhere by the sparse crowd.
At that time, Jiang Xianxian had already joined the ranks of top-tier actresses, and she had also gained some fame in the entertainment industry.
I went to that music festival not because of him, but because I happened to hear about a folk singer with a certain flair at a dinner party nearby.
Yun Daixi naturally wouldn't miss the opportunity. She pulled some strings and, despite the rain, trudged through the muddy path and stood under the stage for half an hour.
The folk singer played his guitar in the rain, his voice melodious and melancholic, but he couldn't move the woman under the umbrella.
However, it was Chi Muye, who came on stage after him, who caught her eye with his first shout as he took the microphone.
She watched him through the umbrella; his roar revealed a precious anger, still sharp and unbroken by the world, even at such a young age.
That day, she waited for him backstage and handed him her business card: "We hope to sign you. Please consider our company."
She thought the company name printed on her business card would be enough to make an independent singer who could only perform at music festivals in third-tier cities immediately agree to the role.
He merely smiled, exuding a roguish charm, and after glancing at the business card, looked up at him: "Yun Daixi?"
Rain dripped down, and he was still standing completely in the rain. Yun Daixi simply replied, "If you've made up your mind, you can call that number anytime, and my assistant will relay your decision to me."
Forced relationships are never sweet. Although Yun Daixi had already figured out his persona and how to package him in a short period of time, and was convinced that he would definitely have his day, even if he was stubborn and unwilling, she could still find someone in this vast world who was not much different from him.
No one is irreplaceable, and opportunities will not be given to those who do not need them.
A few days later, her assistant came to tell her that Mr. Chi was already waiting for her in the conference room over there.
Yun Daixi stood backstage watching him prepare, the scene was hazy, somewhat similar to the year she first discovered him.
Every time he makes music he likes, he becomes a completely different person, transforming from relaxed and carefree to meticulously scrutinizing every detail.
Once everything was adjusted to his optimal state, he turned to Yun Daixi and smiled, "Everything is ready!"
His smile was pure; after all, he was the kind of child from the family that Yun Daixi most envied.
He was considered a middle-class family with no worries about food and clothing. Even though he was rebellious and played rock music in college, and even dropped out of school to pursue a career in the entertainment industry, his parents fully supported him.
This also gives his musical attitude a deeper level of praise and expectation for the world than vulgar anger, making his fans go crazy.
Today is his 22nd birthday. He should have graduated from university this year, entered society, and become an ordinary worker. But now he is standing in a stadium with tens of thousands of people, holding his first global concert, which he has always dreamed of.
Before going on stage, he whispered in Yun Daixi's ear, "I have a surprise for you today."
Yun Daixi had already guessed the purpose of his summons.
She knows him too well.
From an unknown musician to his current status, his talent was recognized by Yun Daixi, who knew and understood him, which is why she was able to elevate him all the way.
After careful consideration, she finally decided to come.
So much so that during the concert intermission, on a stage surrounded by thousands of people, he said to Yun Daixi:
When she said, "Daixi, I love you. Now I've finally grown up and can protect you. I want to be with you," she wasn't even a little surprised.
Following only the script in her mind, she pretended to be excited and ran onto the stage surrounded by everyone.
Give Chi Muyi a big hug, then take the microphone from him and say the words of advice he had already prepared: "I hope your concert goes well today."
In her plan, she could have a nominal relationship with Chi Muye, which would ultimately end in a breakup due to personality clashes.
This would both cover up his impulsiveness, save his face, and prevent any economic losses from his endorsements, while also giving his female fans an explanation.
As for the bad guys, she'll play them.
She thought everything was perfect and under her control.
Until Chi Muye grabbed her wrist, pulled her back to his side as she tried to escape from the stage, and leaned down to kiss her without saying a word.
She knew she couldn't refuse, otherwise everything would be revealed on the infinitely magnified screen.
The script, which was halfway through its run, was completely illogical.
Only when his lips landed did she deliberately turn her face slightly, so that the kiss only lightly touched the corner of her mouth.
The atmosphere at the scene instantly boiled over, with satisfied and dissatisfied fans alike venting their emotions.
He still had a smile on his face when he looked up.
Yun Daixi quickly controlled her expression and left the stage.
When I got backstage, I instinctively pulled a tissue from my bag and wiped my lips, which I had just touched, before going to the dressing room to rest.
In the mirror, her lips were completely messed up from the unconscious wiping, making her look like a comical clown under the bright makeup lights.
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On the top floor of GW Group's headquarters, Gu Li'an was reviewing Yun Daixi's latest information.
He played the kissing video that went viral more than a dozen times.
Ironically, his rumored relationship with Jiang Xianxian was also trending on social media at the same time.
Fans who were unaware of the truth argued endlessly about the two topics.
His face was expressionless, but his hand holding the tablet computer clenched inexplicably.
On the CEO's desk, Yun Daixi's lipstick was placed flat not far from his left hand.
His cold gaze fell on the dark Chanel lipstick; the pleading look in her eyes in the hotel conference room yesterday was still vivid in his mind.
But now, she is being embraced by another man in front of thousands of people.