It took a good while for Ding Yiman to recover. Her face wasn’t scratched, but it was all swollen from her slapping it. She definitely wouldn’t be able to film that morning. Ding Yiman knew she had been sabotaged. She didn’t suspect the makeup artist, though. "Director, you have to stand up for me on this." Gui Kairong recalled what had happened with Yunyi that morning. Looking at Ding Yiman’s swollen face, he seemed to understand something. He gave a few instructions to the people following him, and one of them, leading others, hurried toward the makeup room. By the time Zhang Xueyan realized what was happening, those people had already disappeared. Suddenly, a thought struck her, and she broke out in a cold sweat from anxiety. Fearing the makeup artist hadn’t stowed the item away properly and it might be found in a search, implicating her as well, she quickly walked out, intending to leave temporarily and lie low. Yunyi watched from a short distance, taking in all of Zhang Xueyan’s actions. She’s young, after all, and couldn’t keep her composure. Leaving now would only make her more suspicious—she doesn’t even understand that much. Seeing that Yunyi had already finished her makeup, Gui Kairong decided to move her scenes forward. In any case, Ding Yiman clearly wouldn’t be able to film that morning. A crew member approached Gui Kairong and said, "Director, everything is ready." Gui Kairong delegated the matter to his assistant and then returned to his seat. The expression on his face was terrifying, causing the staff beside him to hardly dare breathe. For more chapters visıt 𝗇𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅✦𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾✦𝗇𝖾𝗍 Yunyi’s acting was truly admirable. If her co-actors didn’t make mistakes, her scenes were usually completed in a single take. Gui Kairong particularly enjoyed filming Yunyi’s scenes. Before shooting, he would explain the key points and tell her what kind of effect he wanted to achieve. Yunyi could almost always deliver it, from her facial expressions to her physical movements—exactly as he envisioned. All the morning’s scenes were completed, except for Ding Yiman’s. With a grim expression, Gui Kairong went to the temporarily arranged small meeting room. "Well? Any results?" The assistant pushed the interrogation records in front of him. After Gui Kairong quickly skimmed through them, his face darkened. This matter had escalated to a criminal offense. He detested such tactics the most and was no longer concerned about keeping family scandals private. "Go report it to the police. Let them handle it." Afterward, he called Beijing and directly dialed Zhang Xueyan’s uncle, Luo Yihai. "Hello, who is this?" "Yihai, it’s me, Gui Kairong." "Director Gu, why are you calling at this time?" "Something has come up, and I wanted to give you a heads-up." Luo Yihai had a bad feeling. "What is it? Tell me." "Your niece did something she shouldn’t have, and it’s quite serious. Everyone on the film crew knows about it. Because its nature is so egregious, it’s impossible to cover up. We’ve already handed it over to the police." "But Kairong, we’ve been like brothers for many years. What exactly did Xueyan do that it’s serious enough to involve the police?" Gui Kairong didn’t hide anything and recounted the whole story to Luo Yihai. "That’s the situation. If there’s nothing else, I’ll hang up now." Luo Yihai knew Gui Kairong’s temperament best. Gui Kairong’s sister had developed a mental illness precisely because she was schemed against, and she was still in a psychiatric hospital to this day. He utterly detested people who used underhanded tactics. His own niece was destroying her future—how incredibly foolish of her! Fortunately, Gui Kairong still considered their past friendship and called him. Otherwise, if he had waited until the matter was resolved before informing him, it would have been far too late.