Chapter 26 Have You Fallen Out with Fu Boyun?

After the audition ended, Jiang Yu had just stepped out of the company's building when she nearly collided with Su Wenjing, who was absorbed in her phone.

Su Wenjing was an obscure actress, signed under Xu Zhengyang. Seeing Jiang Yu there for the audition as well, her eyes filled with surprise.

“Jiang Yu?”

Her tone was tentative as she sized Jiang Yu up from head to toe. Jiang Yu merely glanced at her indifferently, not breaking her stride as she walked straight out the door.

Watching her resolute figure disappear, Su Wenjing muttered under her breath, “Still acting all high and mighty, what’s she got to be proud of?” She quickly pulled out her phone and snapped several photos of Jiang Yu’s retreating back.

“Arrogant for what? She’s just a B-list celebrity—didn’t she also just get kicked out?” Staring at the photos, Su Wenjing sneered and sent them to a contact labeled “Brother Lin” with a message: “Jiang Yu’s here for an audition too, at Fu Boyun’s rival company.”

Within the hour, the gossip account “Entertainment Exposé” broke a sensational headline:

#Jiang Yu Auditions for Minor Role, Rumored Fallout with President Fu#

The attached photo clearly showed Jiang Yu leaving Xu Zhengyang’s company, the company’s logo prominent in the background.

The internet instantly erupted:

[Is this true? Has Jiang Yu fallen so low she’s only taking small parts now?]

[Wasn’t she doing great at President Fu’s company? Why is she at their rival’s?]

[From this photo, looks like she got kicked out by President Fu.]

[And it’s Xu Zhengyang’s company… Tsk, has she completely severed ties with Fu Boyun?]

The comments flooded in, and the story shot to the top of the trending topics.

Zhuang Luoyan, holding her phone, hurried into Fu Boyun’s office.

“President Fu, Jiang Yu’s in trouble again.” She was out of breath, her phone screen open to the trending list.

Fu Boyun took the phone, glanced at the photo, and his brows knitted slightly.

“She certainly knows how to pick her spots.”

Zhuang Luoyan sensed that Jiang Yu had truly angered him this time. “Should we do something about it? Maybe some PR?”

“No need.” Fu Boyun tossed the phone back onto the desk, his tone icy. “Let her fend for herself.”

Zhuang Luoyan nodded. “Understood.”

Fu Boyun leaned back in his chair, his gaze dark and inscrutable. “Jiang Yu, you really can’t sit still, can you?”

Meanwhile, Jiang Yu had long since returned home and was lounging on the sofa, snacking on fruit and watching a soap opera.

Song Zhi Ning was curled up beside her, scrolling through her phone. All of a sudden, she leapt up, phone clutched in her hand.

“Yu-jie! Did you see the trending topics?”

Jiang Yu looked puzzled as she pulled out her own phone and opened Weibo. Sure enough, her name was right at the top.

She glanced at the photos and comments, the corners of her lips curving into a slight smile as a flash of coldness appeared in her eyes. The way public opinion was spreading so quickly—it was obvious someone was stirring the pot behind the scenes.

“They’re saying you got kicked out by President Fu and are taking jobs at Xu Zhengyang’s company. Isn’t this just handing the paparazzi ammunition?”

“Don’t panic. This is their usual tactic. Let's wait and see how Xu Zhengyang’s side handles it.”

Song Zhi Ning looked astonished. “Aren’t you worried President Fu will see all this?”

She could never forget how stern Fu Boyun always seemed. She, as a mere assistant, could hardly bear such pressure.

Jiang Yu arched an eyebrow. She had already stopped caring—she was deep in debt anyway.

“He already knew I was auditioning at Xu Zhengyang’s place. It’s just that someone is deliberately stirring up gossip now. I never intended to hide it from him.”

Song Zhi Ning opened her mouth but couldn’t think of anything to say. All she could manage was, “But this news really hurts your image…”