Chapter 296: Playing Hard to Get? A Chain Punch to the Face!
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Lu Xiuhan's face was cold, and his expensive leather shoes tapped on the floor as he stepped towards Wen Feifei, one step at a time, as if treading on a heart, making it impossible to breathe.
The entire film set fell into a deathly silence. The air seemed to freeze, heavy with the suffocating pressure radiating from this man. Lu Xiuhan, the CEO of the Lu Corporation, was the absolute emperor of the Demon City's entertainment industry. A single word from him could make a superstar vanish or elevate a beggar to godhood. And now, his icy gaze was locked onto a mere extra.
Everyone in the crew was awed by Lu Xiuhan's powerful aura, and their gazes towards Wen Feifei were filled with sympathy and pity. She stepped on CEO Lu's foot; this woman is in trouble. Not just trouble—she was practically signing her death warrant in this industry.
The female second lead of the crew, who had quietly pushed Wen Feifei just moments ago, stood in the shadows, her eyes full of malicious schadenfreude. She covered her mouth, suppressing a sneer, eager to see this potential rival crushed like an ant.
"You... what are you going to do?"
Wen Feifei was a little nervous, retreating step by step until her back hit the cold prop wall. Her heart was pounding like a drum, but strangely, underneath the panic, she wasn't completely flustered. It was the instinct of a host bound to a system.
"System, spend three thousand points to exchange for top-tier Wing Chun skills! Hurry, hurry!" she screamed internally.
[Entertainment Domination System: Request acknowledged. Deducting 3,000 Points. Loading Grandmaster-level Wing Chun Arts... Exchange complete. Good luck, Feifei!]
The System's voice was robotic but carried a hint of resignation. It could already guess what would happen next, given Wen Feifei's straightforward personality and the imminent threat.
Lu Xiuhan stopped right in front of her. He loomed over her, blocking the light, trapping her in his shadow. He raised an eyebrow, his lips curling into a sneer that he probably thought was charmingly dangerous.
"Playing this trick, is it to play hard to get? Trying to attract my attention by hurting me? Good, I'll satisfy you!"
Lu Xiuhan's voice was hoarse and magnetic, with a hint of mockery in his tone. In his worldview, no woman could resist him. If they resisted, it was a ploy. If they ran, it was a game.
His large hand reached out, intending to grab Wen Feifei's chin or wrist—a classic move of dominance.
However, the next moment.
Whoosh!
Wen Feifei's eyes suddenly sharpened. The trembling girl vanished, replaced by a martial arts grandmaster.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
A blur of motion erupted.
Wen Feifei's slender white fists were so fast they left afterimages. The air exploded with the sound of rapid impacts. She unleashed a textbook Wing Chun chain punch, targeting the center line.
Crack!
Her fists smashed directly onto Lu Xiuhan's high, aristocratic nose bridge.
And then, without pausing to check the damage, she turned around and ran away like a frightened rabbit.
Thud, thud, thud!
Lu Xiuhan was stunned by the blows. His head snapped back violently. He stumbled backward, his expensive Italian suit losing its composure.
One step. Two steps. Three steps.
If not for the bodyguards rushing forward and supporting him from behind, the dignified CEO Lu would have fallen directly to the ground in a heap of humiliation.
"CEO Lu!"
Silence. Absolute silence descended on the set again, but this time, it was the silence of pure shock.
Drop by drop.
Crimson blood flowed from his high nose, staining his white shirt red like a blooming plum blossom. The pain was secondary; the shock was the real blow.
Everyone in the crew was dumbfounded, their jaws hitting the floor. They never expected Wen Feifei, a delicate-looking girl with big watery eyes, to dare brutally beat CEO Lu. And she didn't just slap him; she executed a combo!
The female second lead who framed Wen Feifei was also dumbfounded, her malicious smile frozen on her face. Her mind went blank, with only one thought echoing: Wen Feifei, she must be crazy, right? She actually hit the Emperor?
Only the martial arts director, an old man sitting by the camera, suddenly stood up, his eyes lighting up with the fervor of a fanatic:
"Good heavens! Did you see that? That structure! That speed! I didn't expect Wen Feifei's Wing Chun Shadowless Fist to be so amazing, incredible! She threw at least ten punches in one second just now! That's even more impressive than Ip Man in the movies! She's truly hidden her skills well! A natural talent!"
However, seeing the main director glare at him with eyes that screamed 'Do you want to die?!', the martial arts director immediately shut his mouth. He shrank back into his chair.
But he thought to himself, 'I must boast about this in the industry later. Families, who can understand? A beautiful young girl actually threw ten punches in one second and broke the CEO's nose. This is legendary material!'
The main director was sweating profusely at this moment, his shirt soaked. He was trembling as he ran over, repeatedly bowing and apologizing to Lu Xiuhan, looking like a nodding machine:
"CEO Lu! Are you okay? Ambulance! Call an ambulance! CEO Lu, I will definitely severely punish that extra actor! I will ban her! I will ensure she never works in this city again! Please forgive me, CEO Lu, please forgive me..."
Who doesn't know that in the entertainment industry of the Demon City, Lu Corporation holds absolute power? Lu Xiuhan is a complete tyrannical despot known for his vindictiveness.
Wen Feifei actually hit Lu Xiuhan; the director felt his career flashing before his eyes. He was scared silly.
"No need!"
Lu Xiuhan pushed the handkerchief against his bleeding nose. He coldly glanced at the director, his eyes dark and unreadable.
He looked deeply at the direction of Wen Feifei's fleeing figure, watching her disappear around the corner. Instead of rage, a twisted, fervent light ignited in his eyes.
The pain in his nose was throbbing, a sensation he had never felt before. No one dared to touch him. No one dared to defy him.
"Woman..."
Lu Xiuhan wiped his nosebleed with a handkerchief, staring at the bright red blood. A creepy smile appeared on his face.
"You have successfully caught my attention. You cannot escape!"
She is very special. She is like a wild cat with claws.
He had never been so out of control. As soon as he saw that woman, he, who had always been rational, calm, and decisive in the business world, was moved. It was a primitive desire to conquer.
With his wealth and power, no woman could refuse. And now, the hunt had begun.
Lu Xiuhan did not notice that in the shadows of the lighting rig above, a cold-faced woman in a black tactical suit glanced at him with disdain.
It was one of Shen Anyu's elite bodyguards, assigned to monitor the target.
'What a textbook idiot,' she thought. 'I didn't expect Wen Feifei to have some skills. That Wing Chun was authentic. It seems I don't need to protect her from physical assault immediately. However, this matter must be reported to the Young Master! The Protagonist and Heroine have met.'
...
Meanwhile, in a public restroom three blocks away.
"It's over, it's over, it's over. How could I have hit CEO Lu the moment I made a move?"
Wen Feifei was full of frustration. She locked herself in a stall, squatting with her head in her hands, practically wanting to cry out loud. Her messy hair made her look like a dejected puppy.
"Why are my hands so fast?!" she wailed.
Now it's over; her acting career is completely gone. She might as well go back to her hometown to sell sweet potatoes.
Just now, exchanging for top-tier Wing Chun skills was only for self-preservation. She felt threatened. She didn't expect Lu Xiuhan to actually make a move to grab her. Her reflex, boosted by the Grandmaster-level muscle memory she just bought, was to directly execute a set of Shadowless Fist cycles.
It was incredibly fast. Ten punches per second. Bam-bam-bam-bam!
It felt good in the moment, satisfying even. But reality crashed down immediately after.
After finishing the blows, Wen Feifei finally came to her senses.
This time, it's completely over!
The director she offended before was only somewhat famous, not all-powerful. Wen Feifei could still be an extra and look for opportunities in other productions.
But in the entertainment industry of the Demon City, having offended Lu Xiuhan? That was a death sentence. There would be no chance to rise. No crew would dare to accept her at the risk of offending the Lu Corporation. She would be blacklisted across the entire board.
Wen Feifei only felt that she was utterly unlucky.
"System, can I return the skills? Can I rewind time?" she asked weakly.
[Entertainment Domination System: Negative. Host, reality is not a video game. There are no save points. However, the situation isn't that bad. It can actually be resolved...]
The System wanted to say that Lu Xiuhan and she had a predestined marriage script. According to the original plot, this "beating" was the spark of love. With their true fate arriving, nothing bad would happen; Lu Xiuhan would only pursue her harder.
But then, the System processed the existence of that man. Shen Anyu. The predator who ate systems for breakfast.
If Wen Feifei followed the original plot and got entangled with Lu Xiuhan, Shen Anyu would surely crush Lu Xiuhan, and Wen Feifei might be collateral damage. Or worse, the System itself would be exposed and devoured.
To survive, the System had to push its Host towards the Villain.
[Entertainment Domination System: Host, to survive in this industry against a capitalist tyrant like Lu Xiuhan, you need a bigger backer. You need a thicker thigh to hug.]
Wen Feifei had a sudden idea and became excited, speaking:
"I know, I know, System! You mean for me to find that lucky star, the handsome guy Shen Anyu, right?"
"He is the Young Master of the Shen Family! The An Family! He is way richer than Lu Xiuhan!"
"Let him help me?"
"But... how should I ask him for help?" Wen Feifei deflated again. "I'm just a nobody to him. He rejected me last time."
[Entertainment Domination System: ...]
[Entertainment Domination System: Feifei, dignity is worth less than survival. Go cling to the lucky star's leg. Offer to be his maid, his driver, anything! With him there, you'll definitely be fine!]
The System felt guilty. It was practically sending a sheep into a tiger's mouth. But at least the tiger (Shen Anyu) treated his "pets" well.
Anyway, it was the [Entertainment Domination System], not the [Matchmaker System], so it didn't care that much about romance. It just wanted to live.
Shen Anyu the great demon king is so scary. He can 'eat' the System, so he must not be offended.
The System declared itself to be extremely clever. Praise me!
At this moment, Wen Feifei bit her lip, becoming troubled about how to get Shen Anyu to help. She pulled out her cracked smartphone.
"Search online."
"How does a girl ask a guy she's not very familiar with for help?"
Wen Feifei stared intently at the webpage, her thumbs flying across the screen.
Search Result 1: Adoration-style request for help: Brother, you're so amazing, can you help me?
Wen Feifei shook her head vigorously. "Shen Anyu is too smart for flattery. He had refused me before when I tried to be polite, so this method wouldn't work."
Search Result 2: Weakness-style request for help: Wuwuwu, Brother, I can't do anything, I'm so pitiful, can you help me?
Wen Feifei: "..."
"I just beat a CEO with Wing Chun. Acting weak might seem fake."
She scrolled through dozens of entries, browsing forums like Zhihu and Tieba. There was no good method, no feasibility. Most were useless advice like "Drink hot water."
Just as Wen Feifei was despairing, a forum user with the ID 'Master of Love' enthusiastically replied to her post:
"OP, are you beautiful? If you are beautiful, the method is simple."
"Take a few photos—you know, cool ones—and send them. Those who know, know. I can help authenticate if they're up to standard. Doge face."
"Wife, wife, ignore him, let's chat on WeChat!"
"Just offer yourself in marriage, cook rice while it's raw, and talk about it later. Men can't resist a proactive beauty."
"..."
Wen Feifei covered her face, her cheeks burning. What kind of terrible ideas were these? Netizens were unreliable!
"No, Wen Feifei, you can't give up. You are a woman who is going to dominate the entertainment industry. Can't you even handle one man?"
"Offering myself... is too much. But maybe... a fair trade?"
Wen Feifei reignited her fighting spirit. She started thinking, her brain gears turning, and she already had an idea in her mind.
At the same time, she still had some naive wishful thinking.
"Perhaps, CEO Lu Xiuhan, a big shot, is magnanimous? Maybe he will admire my kung fu skills and won't blacklist me?"
...
On the other side. Jiangjing Manor.
Shen Anyu sat in his study, a holographic screen projected before him.
He received the reported news from the female bodyguard sent to protect and monitor Wen Feifei. Additionally, he also observed the footage captured through the [Nanometer Monitoring Robot] attached to Wen Feifei's collar.
He watched the replay of Wen Feifei unleashing the Wing Chun combo on Lu Xiuhan.
"Pfft..." Shen Anyu chuckled, swirling the wine in his glass. "Ten punches a second. Poor Lu Xiuhan."
Wen Feifei and Lu Xiuhan, this Daughter of Destiny and the destined Male Lead, meeting so coincidentally on a set, also surprised Shen Anyu.
"The plot correction force is strong," he mused. "Even if I don't interfere, Fate tries to push them together via conflict."
It made him sigh at the power of fate. But a sneer quickly replaced the sigh.
"Fate? In front of me, Fate is just a bitch waiting to be trained."
However, Shen Anyu was not flustered. After thinking for a moment, observing the trajectory of the plot, he directly gave orders to his subordinates.
"Intercept all of Lu Xiuhan's attempts to find her. Block his information channels."
"And prepare the 'meeting' with Miss Wen."
Breaking up predestined couples and severing ties—he was most skilled at such things. He enjoyed watching the threads of destiny snap.
After giving a few instructions, Shen Anyu temporarily left this matter alone. The fish was already hooked; he just needed to reel it in slowly.
Because right now, he still had more important things to do. A certain "kitten" was waiting for her punishment.
He stood up and walked towards the bedroom, his eyes darkening.
"Liu Ruyan, you lit the fire, you can't blame me!"
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