Chapter 24: You’re Becoming More and More Disobedient

"Mr. Fu, isn't this my freedom?"

Fu Boyun's gaze sharpened instantly.

A mere minor player daring to talk about freedom? How ridiculous.

"Freedom? Jiang Yu, isn't your freedom something I grant you?"

How shamelessly arrogant!

Did he really think he was some kind of lord? That despicable man!

Jiang Yu felt her scalp tingle, her mind racing with ways to break free from him.

But when she remembered the debt in her contract, she felt powerless again.

Owing so much! All these years had been in vain. She couldn't let this skinflint Fu exploit her any longer...

"Fine, I admit defeat. So, Mr. Fu, what do you want?"

In the end, Jiang Yu gave in. After all, who would turn away from money?

Fu Boyun sneered coldly, opened the car door, and stepped out. He didn't waste words. His gaze was sharp as a blade, scrutinizing her from head to toe.

"How did your talk with Xu Zhengyang go?"

Jiang Yu paused for a moment.

Was he here to question her? Did he actually care about her?

The thought made the corners of her lips curl in a faint, almost smug smile.

"Your information is impressive, Mr. Fu. But this doesn't seem to concern you, does it?"

Fu Boyun shoved his hands in his pockets, looking down at her with an air of superiority.

"Not my concern? On my turf, you negotiate with my rival, and you still claim it doesn't concern me?"

So, she really had touched his sore spot...

Jiang Yu lifted her head, refusing to yield.

"Mr. Fu, the contract doesn't state I can't meet with others. Or are you so... 'concerned' about me because you have ulterior motives?"

Her words seemed to strike a nerve with him.

His face darkened slightly. He reached out and gripped her wrist—not too hard, not too soft, but with an unmistakable threat.

"Jiang Yu, you'd better remember who your real backer is. If you want to find another way, you should first see if you have what it takes."

Jiang Yu twisted her wrist free from his grasp.

"Mr. Fu, please respect yourself. Don't let any more unpleasant rumors start."

With that, she turned away and flagged down a taxi.

The sky was overcast today, mirroring her mood.

Once she returned to her apartment and closed the door, Song Zhinning rushed over.

Seeing the anxious look on her face, Jiang Yu guessed it was more bad news—she'd gotten used to it over the past few days.

"Yu, you're finally back. News just came from the set—Cheng Xingyu has snatched your movie role!"

Of course it was Cheng Xingyu. This had Fu Boyun written all over it.

Jiang Yu took off her coat, her voice calm. "Let her have it. The production is under Fu Boyun's control; I'd be surprised if she didn't take it."

Song Zhinning's eyes flickered. Seeing that Jiang Yu wasn't angry, she leaned in and whispered some gossip.

"But Cheng Xingyu embarrassed herself on set today. The director said she was a disaster—she couldn't even manage basic blocking."

"Seriously?"

That was unexpected. She hadn't thought Cheng Xingyu would be so hopeless.

"Talentless people are useless, even if you give them the stage. Let's just watch the show."

Song Zhinning gave a quick nod and wisely stepped back.

Jiang Yu settled onto the sofa with a glass of water, finally calming down.

Her gaze fell on the corner of the contract lying on the table, and she sat in silence for a moment.

Now, with almost all her work cut off by Fu Boyun, if she didn't seize another opportunity, she'd truly be finished in the entertainment world...

The thought gave her a headache.

That skinflint Fu really was driving her to a dead end!

Enough—she had to find another way.

Without hesitation, she picked up her phone and dialed a number.

"Sister Lin, I've made up my mind. Help me get in touch with Xu Zhengyang. I'm willing to work with him."