Ji Fei, along with Qin’s Mom and Qin Rong, couldn’t help but feel sympathy for Yu Rouyin’s plight.

But witnessing the online reaction to her was baffling. It was as if everyone had been brainwashed into seeing her as nothing but trouble. Men openly objectified her, ogling her curvaceous figure and seductive looks; among ten comments, eight were off-color jokes, yet they called it “praise,” as though Yu Rouyin should feel honored.

The women were split into two camps. Some were like Mrs. Zong, deriding Yu Rouyin as shameless and immoral, convinced they’d witnessed her every indiscretion. They were worried their idols would be “contaminated” by her. The other camp idolized Yu Rouyin, emulating her “man-stealing skills” and holding her up as an aspirational figure, though many called these fans brainless.

Only a few genuinely appreciated her beauty and respected her acting talent.

Under such polarized attention, Ji Fei could feel the pressure. Her once-amusing fans now seemed frightening.

**"Of course, only the toughest can survive the entertainment industry with this kind of hate-fueled popularity."**

She wasn’t interested in prying too deeply into others’ lives, only gossiping a little for entertainment.

Raising her head, Ji Fei saw Mrs. Zong and her clique staring at her, awaiting her response.

**"Women should be the first to understand each other’s struggles. Yet some women end up as accomplices, helping men oppress others."**

"Have you seen enough? Do you know what kind of person she is now?" Mrs. Zong demanded.

Ji Fei nodded, playing along, “Yes, I see it all very clearly.”

Mrs. Zong, thinking she had gained an ally, said resolutely, “We need to purge her, clean up the entertainment industry!”

Ji Fei smirked. “Aren’t you worried that this might backfire on Zong Chun? After all, we… annihilated the last one.”

Mrs. Zong’s face paled. “Absolutely not! I’ll make sure my husband sees her true colors. He’s loyal and principled; it’s that vixen who seduced him!”

Ji Fei couldn’t resist a mischievous smile. “A man who wants to divorce you for another woman—is he really loyal? Are you sure he’s worth it?”

Mrs. Zong glared, “You’re just a young girl; you wouldn’t understand. We’ve been together for years. I can’t abandon him over one moment of weakness. Just do as we ask.”

Ji Fei shrugged and grinned. “I refuse.”

“What?” Mrs. Zong hadn’t expected this so-called righteous “Entertainment Judge” to turn her down after all that discussion.

The other women immediately erupted.

"Do you even understand the consequences of saying no to us?"

"You think you’re all that? We weren’t actually asking."

"You’re just a little girl. How dare you defy us? You’ll be blacklisted!"

"Enough talk; let’s go straight to her man. She’s just a kept bird in a gilded cage.”

Mrs. Zong looked menacingly at Ji Fei. “Your man is high up in the Qin Group, isn’t he? My cousin is a board member. Originally, I wanted to approach him, have him talk some sense into you, but I see that’s unnecessary. Girls like you are a dime a dozen; he won’t miss you.”

Ji Fei held back a laugh.

Across the room, Qin’s Mom and Qin Rong were practically shaking with silent laughter, struggling to keep composed.

“Oh, so you’re not going to Qin Chao because you know his status and can’t sway him? That’s why you came to me?” Ji Fei asked, barely containing her amusement.

The ladies’ faces shifted awkwardly.

One of them suddenly chimed in, “Come to think of it, I bet we could gather some footage of you with Qin Chao, photos and all, and send them to your man…”

Ji Fei was stunned.

**"Hahaha... she’s threatening me—with Qin Chao! Oh, this is priceless!"**

Qin’s Mom and Qin Rong, hiding behind the table, could barely contain their laughter, the table shaking even more.

By now, Mrs. Zong had her phone out, pretending to make a call. “A wise person knows when to bend. If I call my cousin, this will escalate quickly. We happened to run into each other today, so I’m giving you a chance. I trust you won’t turn us down again.”

Ji Fei pursed her lips, pretending to be troubled.

**"How should I do this? It’s a classic setup for my grand reveal! Should I have the waiter come and assist, or let her call her cousin in? After all, every board member here knows me—it’ll blow her mind."**

Listening to her thoughts, Qin’s Mom and Qin Rong felt just as excited, itching to jump in for the grand finale. They could reveal themselves and watch the chaos unfold, maybe even play the roles of domineering mother and sister-in-law.

All three were mentally preparing for the big reveal.

Just then, the door opened.

“Oh, little sis, what brings you here?”

“Cousin! I was looking for you!” Mrs. Zong called, flashing a wicked grin toward Ji Fei.

“It seems luck isn’t on your side, Ms. Ji. I’m giving you one last chance, but you’re not taking it. It’s time you learned a lesson.”

“Looking for me? Is this girl a Qin employee? Did she do something to offend you?” The cousin, noticing Ji Fei’s back, didn’t recognize her.

With the stage set, Ji Fei was poised to make her entrance.

“Exactly,” Mrs. Zong said smugly. “These young girls, with no sense of propriety, thinking they’re something special. Well, cousin, go ahead and take a look—figure out whose girl she is, and get her out of here.”

The cousin chuckled, glancing at Ji Fei. Just as he was about to investigate, Qin’s Mom and Qin Rong perked up, preparing to step in.

Then, a cool voice came from the doorway: “She’s mine. Problem?”

Everyone froze, turning to see Qin Xian entering, having just wrapped up his meeting.

The board member’s eyes widened in shock. “Qin… President Qin?”

Mrs. Zong, who had seen Qin Xian a few times thanks to her cousin’s role on the board, recognized him instantly. She froze, still trying to process what he’d said.

Qin Xian stepped up to Ji Fei, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder, ignoring Mrs. Zong entirely. Instead, he looked at Ji Fei and asked softly, “What’s going on?”

Ji Fei looked up at him, clearly displeased.

Qin Xian: ?

**"My grand moment, my reveal, my ‘I’m-not-who-you-think-I-am’ act… Qin Xian, you ruined it! You owe me big time... this feels worse than being interrupted mid-bathroom break!"**

Qin Xian: Wait, what? Did she just compare me to…?

Ji Fei suddenly narrowed her eyes, then turned and hugged Qin Xian’s waist tightly, rubbing her face against his abs through his shirt, savoring the solid muscle.

Qin Xian froze, his body tensing.

“Boo hoo! Honey, I was so scared! I just turned them down, and they threatened to replace me with another woman, to slander me with your brother… I’m so wronged!”

Qin Xian: !

**"No one steals my spotlight… Oh, hello, abs! This… totally wasn’t on purpose… but hey, these are nice. Might as well stay here a little longer."**

Qin Xian: …

The wives were frozen, utterly speechless.