The question wasn't out of any particular concern for Wen Tingxue.
It was purely subconscious.
So, after asking, she fell silent.
This was a matter of privacy, and she truly had no right to interfere.
But after a moment of silence, Han Xianyun still gave an answer: "Let alone engagement, even if we were married, I could still support her. The Han family doesn't have that many twisted rules anyway."
"..."
Good heavens, he couldn't resist taking a jab at the Fu family even when discussing something like this. They truly had a deep-seated animosity.
"But," Wen Tingxue fumbled with her seatbelt and retorted in a low voice, "even if you're willing to support her, she might not be willing to accept it."
Because of Xie Liangzhe, Xie Jinyi detested mistresses immensely.
She could flirt with men wantonly, but she would never get involved with men who had girlfriends or families.
Once Han Xianyun was married, their relationship… would absolutely end.
The topic died down, and the two returned to the old mansion side by side.
The ladies carefully selected by Yan Jun were naturally excellent.
Wen Tingxue found several of them to be excessively outstanding.
But Han Xianyun remained indifferent, making his father roll his eyes in exasperation.
-
Wucheng, Commercial Building.
After one scene wrapped up, everyone was preparing for the next.
Xie Jinyi sat in the lounge area, reading her script, surrounded by makeup artists and stylists.
Once they were mostly done, it was time for gossip.
"Teacher Xie, have you heard?"
The makeup artist had a good relationship with Xie Jinyi. Primarily, Xie Jinyi was generous and had a good personality, never throwing tantrums.
Therefore, the staff who had worked with her all liked her.
They would often share interesting news with her.
"Mhm?" Xie Jinyi looked up from her script with a gentle smile. "Heard what?"
"You don't know?" the makeup artist asked, surprised. "Just after your last drama ended, the guy surnamed Zhong was beaten up. He fractured his right hand and can't move it properly yet!"
Rich second-generation individuals had a bad reputation in the industry, so everyone was happy to hear about his misfortune.
Xie Jinyi raised an eyebrow and said in a low tone, "Teacher Zhong is quite unlucky."
It didn't matter who Han Xianyun was avenging; she was more than happy to see him suffer.
The previous drama had few episodes and a short filming period.
Everything was fine, except for that rich second-generation brat, whom she detested immensely.
If it weren't for concerns about the schedule, she would have definitely made his life miserable!
"The guy surnamed Zhong isn't the unluckiest," the makeup artist said casually. "Young Master Song is the truly unlucky one."
After saying that, she realized she had said too much and quickly shut her mouth.
The relationship between Xie Jinyi and Song Chenglü was known to some extent within the industry.
A moment of silence fell around them.
Xie Jinyi, however, was indifferent and curiously asked, "What happened to him?"
Since she had already spoken, the makeup artist couldn't refuse to answer.
With an awkward laugh, she said, "He, he didn't really do anything, just got beaten up."
Beaten up?
Xie Jinyi found it absurd, and her smile became a little more incredulous. "How is that possible? Who would dare to hit him?"
This was Imperial City.
He was the heir apparent of the Song family. Who would dare to lay a finger on him without risking their life?
"It's true!" the makeup artist said very seriously. "A gay friend of mine saw it with his own eyes! Fourth Master Han invited Young Master Song to the boxing ring for several consecutive days and beat him up so badly, it was a brutal scene."
Thinking of that scene, her eyes squeezed shut.
Xie Jinyi, however, froze.
—"I will help you get justice."
She thought he was just saying it casually, but she didn't expect…
It was quite surprising.
-
The dinner ended on an unpleasant note. Han Xianyun drove Wen Tingxue back to school.
As soon as she got in the car, Xie Jinyi called.
Wen Tingxue blinked in surprise and was also surprised to see Han Xianyun on the caller ID.
He raised an eyebrow and said teasingly, "Answer it."
Wen Tingxue: "..."
She must be used to being a domineering CEO.
That tone of command...!
She swiped to answer and instinctively glanced at Han Xianyun, unable to understand why Xie Jinyi was calling her.
They barely had any contact.
Besides, Han Xianyun was already her boyfriend; why didn't she just ask him directly if she had something to say?
"Wen Bin is in the police station. I'm not in Imperial City right now. Can you conveniently go bail him out?"
Xie Jinyi got straight to the point without any preamble.
Wen Bin…
"No problem, give me the exact location." Wen Tingxue readily agreed.
The time she was drugged, if Wen Bin hadn't protected her desperately, she would have…
Therefore, she had no reason to refuse this small favor.
The call ended. Han Xianyun rested his hand on the steering wheel and asked, "What is it?"
Wen Tingxue briefly explained and then smiled sheepishly, "Fourth Brother, could I borrow your assistant? Let me borrow some of your authority."
Although Xie Jinyi hadn't said it explicitly, her words implied it clearly.
The person Wen Bin had beaten was likely not an ordinary person.
"Borrowing authority..."
Han Xianyun was amused by her choice of words and chuckled as he started the engine. "No need for all that trouble. I'll take you there myself."
That would be wonderful. Wen Tingxue immediately fastened her seatbelt and said obediently, "Thank you, Fourth Brother!"
-
Police Station.
Wen Tingxue only realized when she entered that the person Wen Bin had beaten was no other than Kang Jia Ni.
Even more troublesome, she was now Song Chenglü's person.
Song Chenglü refused to settle out of court, and his lawyers were almost worn out.
"Fourth Brother."
Seeing Han Xianyun stroll in, Song Chenglü finally suppressed his ferocity and called out in a low voice.
"Mhm," Han Xianyun sat down on a moved chair.
His posture was relaxed and languid, as if he were there to watch a show.
"Who is it that's so severely injured? Worthy of you losing your temper like this."
But his words carried a veiled warning.
After all, Kang Jia Ni was someone Han Xianyun had specifically ordered to be dealt with.
She had fallen on hard times recently.
She had almost faded from the entertainment industry.
Yet, in the blink of an eye, she was taken in by Song Chenglü, who was protecting her so fiercely.
It seemed like a deliberate act of defiance.
"Not that severe," Song Chenglü couldn't lie to Han Xianyun. "Just a few punches, and her face is a bit ruined."
Kang Jia Ni had undergone cosmetic surgery on her face, and it couldn't withstand Wen Bin's fists.
"Oh," Han Xianyun raised an eyebrow. "And why is that?"
It seemed like pure curiosity. He smiled faintly, exuding no trace of his high status.
But his eyes were chilling.
So cold it sent shivers down one's spine.
"..." Song Chenglü hesitated for a few seconds before saying, "She said a few… unpleasant words about Miss Xie."
The words "Miss Xie" carried a hint of unwillingness.
Han Xianyun heard it, his lips curled into a smile, and he asked in a very faint voice, "Then isn't she just asking for it?"
Song Chenglü's expression flickered slightly but quickly returned to calm.
He knew that Han Xianyun was not to blame for this.
On the contrary, Han Xianyun's leniency in not holding him accountable for his involvement with Kang Jia Ni, given their long-standing relationship, was already magnanimous.
He should know when to stop.
…
Song Chenglü agreed to settle out of court. Kang Jia Ni cried profusely, but she couldn't defy Han Xianyun's status.
She could only swallow her pride.
Wen Bin was released and left without a word.
Han Xianyun noticed the hostility emanating from him. He grabbed the girl's collar and asked, "What is his relationship with Xie Jinyi?"