After Transmigrating as a Tycoon’s Wife, My Thoug…
Chapter 142 Table of contents

As soon as the actress mentioned her retirement, the live chat went wild, and even the audience in the theater gasped in disappointment.

When other actresses gave similar answers, the chat erupted with collective groans—how many talented actresses were they losing tonight?

Fans in the chat lamented, wanting to see more of their beautiful actresses. Frustrated, they went back to vent their anger on the depraved men and their accomplices.

The host couldn’t help but sigh. “Are you really sure? After this stage performance, I believe your careers in the industry would go much smoother.”

After all, it was clear that the Top Flow Group had paved a good path for them. Even if gossip bloggers spread rumors or others tried to sabotage them again, the fans wouldn’t be so easily convinced now.

In fact, Pei Mingxuan had already approached them, wanting to sign these talented actresses.

But they had all declined, their hearts seemingly at peace now.

One actress smiled. “I didn’t come here to make a comeback.”

The host, noticing a unique light in their eyes, asked, “So, besides giving a performance and clearing up the truth, was there another reason for your appearance?”

Everyone’s curiosity was piqued as they turned to the actresses on stage.

The actresses exchanged a knowing smile.

“We came here to write a letter of self-vindication for the entertainment industry, using our hard-earned lessons as ink. We hope that future actresses who share our fate will have a stronger shield to protect themselves, ensuring that the wicked hiding in the shadows can never reach their dirty hands toward them again.”

One of the actresses even cheekily quoted the Wives’ League, who had tried to blacklist Yu Rouyin.

“People who earn roles through their own skills deserve respect. Those who rely on underhanded tactics, please leave the industry. You’re not welcome here!”

The theater fell into a deep silence as she finished speaking, and then, the applause thundered, echoing for a long time.

The chat stopped persuading them to stay, stopped lamenting their talents, and stopped cursing those villains. Instead, they kept repeating the actresses’ words.

Though their power was limited, these women had chosen to stand up and do what little they could to improve the difficult situation for actresses in the industry.

They were actresses, not playthings for capital, not possessions for men to leer at.

Sure, some actresses might have taken shortcuts, but most hadn’t. Many were dragged into the depraved desires of men, forced to survive in the margins, and even if they succeeded, their accomplishments could be destroyed by a single slanderous rumor.

How unfair, yet there was always light.

As the spotlight swept the audience, it highlighted Yu Rouyin, the last supporting performer, preparing to step on stage.

The actresses on stage all looked at her with encouraging smiles, as if waiting for her to walk onto the stage they had cleared for her.

Yu Rouyin gazed back at them, caught off guard, remembering their shared struggles.

With a gentle smile, Yu Rouyin turned around, reaching back to steady the bouncing Ji Fei, with Qin Zhao following close behind.

The three stepped onto the stage together.

The applause erupted, shaking the entire theater, and the live chat was in a frenzy, shouting for Ji Fei’s team, chanting for justice in the entertainment industry!

While Yu Rouyin was being interviewed, Qin Zhao and Ji Fei took the chance to invite her to future projects, pushing the atmosphere to its peak.

Although Pei Mingxuan had already discussed this with Yu Rouyin, in that moment, she was overcome with emotion, tears welling up and her whole body trembling. She turned around and hugged Ji Fei tightly.

With the mood at its peak, the actresses flocked to Ji Fei instead of Qin Zhao. By the end, Ji Fei had received a kiss from each of these beautiful actresses, her cheeks flushing red in excitement, nearly forgetting to pretend to limp.

With lipstick marks all over her face, Ji Fei left the stage, inwardly giddy.

> [Inner Monologue: “Getting kisses from beautiful women is really the best. So lucky—I bet so many guys would be jealous, hahaha.”]

“Xiao Tao, take a picture for me,” Ji Fei giggled.

While the atmosphere was cheerful, the Qin family members secretly glanced at Qin Xian, whose face had been tense since just moments ago.

Qin Xian’s intense gaze focused on the lipstick marks on Ji Fei’s face. As soon as Xiao Tao finished taking photos, he stepped forward, lifted Ji Fei into his arms before she could react.

Ji Fei nearly screamed, “What are you doing?!”

“The show’s over. It’s time to go home, and your foot’s injured, so I’ll carry you.”

> [Inner Monologue: “With so many people watching! This is totally unnecessary!”]

Ji Fei was speechless, mumbling, “Actually, it doesn’t hurt anymore… I can walk on my own.”

“No.” Qin Xian didn’t argue, carrying her through the building’s emergency exit.

Qin Xian’s long legs took large strides, shielding Ji Fei from curious gazes. She needn’t have worried anyway—given their status, even if someone captured something on camera, they wouldn’t dare post it.

As their body heat merged in his embrace, Qin Xian felt his strange irritation gradually subside.

Seeing Ji Fei so quiet, he began to worry if he’d been too forceful, making her uncomfortable.

But in the next second, he realized he’d been overthinking.

A mischievous hand was now wandering over him, pretending it was just brushing against him as he moved.

By the time they reached the car, Qin Xian was blushing deeply from all the “accidental” touches.

> [Inner Monologue: “A kiss from beautiful women, and now held by a handsome guy—this is the ultimate experience.”]

Listening to Ji Fei’s murmurs, Qin Xian knew she was genuinely happy tonight.

After placing her in the passenger seat and fastening her seatbelt, he realized something.

“Uh, where’s everyone else?” Ji Fei asked.

Qin Xian froze, then pulled out his phone, only to see a flood of messages in the family group chat.

**Qin Father**: You just left like that?

**Qin Mother**: Is this the legendary “got a wife, forgot his family”? [Excited Emoji]

**Qin Yan**: My brother only has eyes for Ji Fei. [Laughing Emoji]

**Qin Zhao**: Let’s drive everyone home. [Driving Emoji]

**Qin Rong**: Photos, photos, photos…

The chat was filled with photos from every angle of Qin Xian carrying Ji Fei out.

Qin Xian, embarrassed, saved the photos before heading to the driver’s seat.

“They’re waiting for the youngest brother. We’re going on ahead.”

When they arrived home, the others hadn’t returned yet. Qin Xian decided to keep up the act and carried Ji Fei all the way to her room.

It wasn’t until he set her down on the bed that Ji Fei felt a bit awkward.

“Thank you, thank you. You don’t need to trouble yourself anymore,” she quickly said with a laugh.

Qin Xian understood, not wanting to make her uncomfortable, so he simply gave a gentle reminder before preparing to leave.

Just before stepping out, he couldn’t help but turn back. “Tonight’s performance was impressive.”

Ji Fei paused, unsure of exactly what he meant, but she found herself smiling. “I think so too.”

Qin Xian gave a small smile before finally leaving.

In the end, the PK event ended with the other side forfeiting, so there was no clear winner or loser.

But the online chaos only intensified after the broadcast ended.

New scandals kept surfacing, giving Ji Fei and the Qin family ladies who had gathered in her room endless entertainment.

Usually, when a big scandal drops, it overshadows previous ones, but tonight, every new reveal involved someone equally despicable. As each scandal came out, it only reignited discussion of the previous ones—nobody was escaping.

Top fan accounts changed their avatars to black, some reversed their stance, others apologized, and many idols had their “perfect” images shattered.

It was a night of reckoning for the scum of the entertainment world.

Meanwhile, those who hadn’t been named were trembling, terrified they’d be next.

A few malicious individuals tried to take advantage by making false accusations, but those were quickly debunked.

In the end, true couldn’t be faked, and lies couldn’t become the truth. The Entertainment Judge was never about targeting a specific gender, but about uncovering the truth.

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Late at the Zong family residence, only the couple remained.

After watching every attempt to redeem those scandal-ridden celebrities fail, Mrs. Zong finally voiced a hidden thought, but Zong Chun hesitated.

“Are you sure, dear? If we mess this up, my reputation will be ruined for good.”

Mrs. Zong’s gaze was chilling. “Don’t worry, darling. Leave everything to me.”

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