Chapter 302: Chapter 302: Chen Ling Panics: Is She Going to Be Exposed?

Sang Qiao didn’t feel it was appropriate to intervene in the unverified personal affairs of entertainers, “Let Liao Liao pay more attention to him.”

“Yes.” The middle-aged woman immediately left and went downstairs to assign the task.

Sang Qiao opened recent company data and reviewed it. Lin Weichen and Li Qingyan’s recent shootings had been very stable, and both of them had been quite diligent.

She sent an email to their respective managers arranging for them to select new resources.

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Jiang Chaoyuan was sitting on the steps with a dejected mood, his eyes fixed on the sunset in the sky, deep in thought, when suddenly a figure approached him.

“What’s happened to make you so down?” Liao Liao sat next to him and asked.

Having managed Jiang Chaoyuan for so many years, it was the first time she saw him this disheartened; his performance that day had even surprised her–the kid nearly secured the center position.

But that Chen Ling was really a dark horse; previously she had barely heard of him, but he started at the top and never moved away from the center position.

“It’s nothing, why did you suddenly come?”

“Do you think you can fool anyone? Your emotions are always clearly written on your face. Even if you’re truly upset, you still need to take care of your health; your body is the capital for your revolution.”

Liao Liao spoke earnestly, treating Jiang Chaoyuan just like her own son, always patiently coddling him.

Yet he still let her down, finally showing some initiative, but neglecting his health like this.

“I… I suddenly felt like I couldn’t do anything right, just felt like I should work harder. The other day was an accident. I will take care of my health, don’t worry.”

Jiang Chaoyuan forced a smile, trying to appear unfazed.

Liao Liao, knowing this kid was just trying to reassure her, decided not to press further.

“Alright, then go and have dinner now at the cafeteria, I haven’t eaten either, so I’ll join you.”

“Okay, I’ll take you.” Jiang Chaoyuan stood up and led the way.

“Yeah, you did well this time, Sister Qiao praised you,” Liao Liao spoke with a smile, hoping to cheer him up a bit, but Jiang Chaoyuan’s face remained expressionless.

Liao Liao couldn’t help but sigh; after all, she had watched Jiang Chaoyuan’s lazy, negligent ways over the years.

“Chaoyuan, if you don’t like filming, why did you join Rose Entertainment? You don’t seem suited for it. Maybe you should quit and find something you really want to do, and work hard.”

Hearing this long comment, Jiang Chaoyuan suddenly froze, stopping in his tracks and staring blankly at her.

He had certainly thought about this question, but what could he do? He had even considered loafing through life, completely unambitious.

But then his mother’s slap woke him up; his father was not getting any younger, and despite his jovial demeanor, he just wanted him to do something he loved.

He didn’t want to inherit the company, and his father didn’t force him, letting his brother take over, but he was just messing around outside, unambitious, which totally infuriated his mother.

That conversation replayed in his head incessantly, “You keep depending on us, but what will you do when we’re gone? How will you take care of yourself, and what about your wife and kids? You can’t depend on your brother to support you forever and drag him down!”

A trace of determination suddenly flickered in Jiang Chaoyuan’s eyes, “I want to act.”

“Then act well, but remember your health comes first. Eat and rest when you need to; don’t just keep practicing.”

“Okay, I know.”

After several exchanges, Jiang Chaoyuan figured out many things and wasn’t as gloomy as before.

Before reaching the kitchen, they suddenly noticed a group of people surrounding someone, and Jiang Chaoyuan, with his sharp eyes, recognized the hand that was exposed–it was Chen Ling!

In total, there were only eight people, and everyone had big, rough hands, except Chen Ling’s were slender and pale, more beautiful than a woman who takes good care of hers.

“That’s Chen Ling; he seems to be in danger.”

“I’ll call someone.” Liao Liao immediately noticed the malevolence of the group and quickly took out her phone to call for help.

Jiang Chaoyuan saw that the group had already started to assault Chen Ling. He quickly ran over, pulled the person on top of Chen Ling away, and punched him in the face.

“Damn! Who the hell are you, daring to mess up my good deed!” The assaulted man, covering his face, was furiously irate.

Jiang Chaoyuan saw Chen Ling lying on the ground, his collar had been torn open, exposing his pale and… rounded chest, unbelievable, it looked very much like… underwear.

Moreover, the exposed flesh didn’t look like a chest but rather…

Chen Ling quickly pulled his clothes tight, bent his knees to cover the exposed view, and turned his face away. More than being bullied by these people, he was terrified that Jiang Chaoyuan had discovered his true identity.

The man who fell quickly got up, glaring menacingly at Jiang Chaoyuan, “You little shit, playing hero to save the beauty, huh? I’ll see if I don’t kill you!”

“Brothers, let’s go!”

Jiang Chaoyuan, being alone, couldn’t overpower the group and quickly fell into a disadvantage.

“Stop it, what’s between us has nothing to do with him!” Chen Ling’s clothes were torn badly, and the buttons could not be fastened; he could only cry out anxiously.

Nevertheless, the men wouldn’t stop and hit even harder.

“So, this guy’s your lover, huh? He’s pretty, but all show and no substance, trying to protect you without knowing his own strength.”

“I’m warning you, just focus on acting; don’t forget how much money you still owe us!” The men’s voices were venomous.

Desperate, Chen Ling’s mind flashed with Jiang Chaoyuan’s identity, and he shouted,

“He’s from the Jiang Family, can you afford the consequences if you hit him!”

Hearing this, the men indeed stopped and didn’t dare to continue.

But without giving them time to think, Liao Liao had also summoned people, and several security guards quickly pinned them down, “None of you move!”

“Chaoyuan, how are you, are you okay?” Liao Liao, distressed, saw that Jiang Chaoyuan’s body and face were bruised; she really should have held him back earlier.

“I’m fine.” Jiang Chaoyuan gritted his teeth in pain but still managed to stand up.

He took off his jacket and threw it over Chen Ling, “Put this on.”

“Thank you.” Chen Ling lowered his eyes, not refusing; with so many people around, the state of his own clothes would have surely exposed him had he stood up directly.

Only after putting on Jiang Chaoyuan’s large jacket did he dare to cautiously stand up.

“What’s going on with these people? Why were they beating you?” Liao Liao asked, puzzled.

Chen Ling showed a troubled expression, unsure how to respond, fearing that his explanation might irritate them and they might reveal his identity in public, which could be…