Chapter 1 Chapter 1 ——#Shocking! Wen Tang and You Yang in Intimate Embrace# ——#Playboy Queen Wen Tang# ——#Counting Wen Tang’s Past Exes# ——#Sister’s Happiness, We Don’t Understand# …… Years later, Wen Tang trended again. The cause was several photos taken earlier that year, showing her sweetly embracing the currently popular young actor You Yang at a restaurant entrance, reluctant to part. The camera angle was very distant, clearly taken secretly. At night, on the street, under a streetlamp, the overall aesthetic was beautiful. Though far away, both had striking appearances and were unmistakable. However, compared to Wen Tang’s previously exposed rumored boyfriends, this one was nothing. Whether Lu Zhilin, Liu Yan, He Xingyi, or Xiao Ran—which of them isn’t now a super high-traffic celebrity with countless fans? Stern and cool, gentle and considerate, pure and cute—all types and styles available. 【Ahhhhh, my Yang Yang, how could this be!!!!】 【When that drama started filming, I guessed who would fall into Wen Tang’s hands. I kept guessing, but I didn’t guess it would be You Yang! How is this possible? You Yang just turned twenty!】 【Twenty isn’t that young. Look at Xiao Ran, he was only nineteen when with Wen Tang, and Lu Zhilin was just eighteen! How are any of them not younger than You Yang?】 【The so-called iron-clad Wen Tang, flowing stream of young fresh meat—the playboy queen Wen Tang lives up to her name.】 【Here we go again, the annual must-see post!】 【Is this what sister’s happiness feels like? Wuwuwu, I want to experience it too. I’m not greedy, I don’t need so many. Just give me one, just one!】 【What’s there to be proud of? Promiscuity, fickleness—such an immoral and unqualified person should get out of the entertainment industry!】 【Exactly, I’ve been fed up for a long time. Multiple scandals a year, each time with a different man. How can such a woman still be a national idol? Get out already!】 【What’s the quality of the nation these days? Actually liking such female artists. Pathetic!】 【Wen Tang’s acting skills are genuinely good, so why isn’t she worth liking? She dates young actors based on her abilities, breaks up amicably based on her abilities. Why hasn’t any of her exes come out to say a bad word about her? What moral paragon are you to lament the nation’s quality?】 【Those who say they can’t stand her, are you jealous?】 【As we all know, Tang fans are a pack of mad dogs, biting anyone they catch. Can’t handle it, backing off, backing off.】 【Fans follow their idol. With Wen Tang’s character like this, how can her fans be normal people?】 【No matter how good the acting is! Her character is too poor!】 【Wen Tang, blacklisted for life!】 …… It was 9:27 AM. In a large apartment on the sixteenth floor of Linjiang Haoting in Ling City, a woman lay half-sunken into a soft bed, sleeping. Her long hair, like seaweed, was scattered across the pillow. One hand rested against her face, covering most of her delicate features, revealing only her curled eyelashes and perky nose. A small tear mole at the corner of her eye was faintly visible. Her other hand was pressed under the pillow. The blanket loosely draped around her waist, exposing long, straight, pale, and tender legs. Apparently having had a nightmare, her brows were slightly furrowed, and her curled eyelashes trembled slightly. Linjiang Haoting was a luxury mansion Wen Tang had purchased two years ago. Standing before the floor-to-ceiling windows, one could see the entire river view—very beautiful. At the end of last year, she had just moved in to live alone, leaving her original villa to her mother, Liu Meifen. Since moving to Linjiang Haoting, Wen Tang finally had the chance to sleep in. But Liu Meifen, a person with strong controlling tendencies, would never let Wen Tang escape her control so easily. Possessing the electronic lock code to Linjiang Haoting, Liu Meifen stood at the door, her index finger unhesitatingly pressing the numbers. Having given birth to a daughter like Wen Tang with perfect beauty, Liu Meifen naturally couldn’t be unattractive herself. She had Wen Tang at twenty-two and was now forty-eight. She spent no less than six figures monthly on her face, making her look no more than thirty-five or thirty-six. Though time had left traces on her face, they weren’t deep. Liu Meifen pushed open the door and saw Wen Tang’s two assistants, Yang Yang and Kexin, anxiously pacing in the living room, but neither dared knock on Wen Tang’s door. Today, Wen Tang’s new drama “Hearing Your Heart” was holding its opening ceremony. In theory, Wen Tang should already be on set by now. “Where’s Wen Tang?” Liu Meifen asked. She had an egg-shaped face with soft features, but her personality didn’t match her appearance. Anyone who had dealt with her knew her shrewdness well. “She’s, she’s in her room,” Kexin, twenty-four this year, had been with Wen Tang for three years and had witnessed Liu Meifen’s various tactics. She was intimidated by Liu Meifen and explained: “We called Sister Tang earlier, but she ignored us and threw things…” “How are you two so useless?” Liu Meifen swept a stern glance, and both assistants immediately fell silent. Liu Meifen ignored them further, her high heels clicking against the living room tiles with sharp sounds. Wen Tang’s door wasn’t locked. Liu Meifen pushed it open, and as Kexin said, things had indeed been thrown—a pillow lay in the center of the room. Given Wen Tang’s strength, the pillow hadn’t even reached the door. “…Wen Tang!”