The founder of the foundation and the biggest investor could all see the promotional film.
In the president’s office of Fu Group.
Fu Lingchu watched it countless times alone, watching every second of Li Jing’s expression, watching the light in her eyes, the smile on her lips.
It turned out, it turned out that when she stood in front of the camera and shone, it was like this.
Fu Lingchu couldn’t help but think—if fate were a little fairer, if Li Jing weren’t an orphan, even if she were born into an ordinary family, wouldn’t her life be much easier?
He remembered that she actually had a high talent for piano, even possessing the rare absolute pitch, but no one created conditions for her… Yet, she could perform like this.
Actually, she could have… she could have been like Ye Yan.
Even better than her…carpreads.pages.dev
Feng Ce also saw the edited promotional video. He watched it silently, then pressed the play button and replayed it repeatedly.
It turned out, it turned out that Li Jing, in front of the camera, could be like her sister…
Du Jinghuai had seen it on the spot, and after watching the finished product, he still felt his heart burning.
—Fu Lingchu’s favorability +1%
—Feng Ce’s favorability +1%
—Du Jinghuai’s favorability +2%
Li Jing, perhaps deserved better.
The short promotional video brought a mental shock to the three male leads, and the one who reacted most strongly to it was Ye Yan herself.
Her face was almost contorted: That Li Jing, actually?!
In the first few shots, Ye Yan herself was even momentarily confused, then she realized—this fake was actually imitating her! And she was actually imitating her so well?!
Was she trying to tell everyone that as long as they were in front of the same camera with the same lighting, the fake’s face would be just as dazzling.
Ye Yan looked at the person in the promotional video and finally felt a huge sense of crisis, a sense of being replaced.
She never thought that a substitute could truly replace her, because their backgrounds, upbringing, and education were all vastly different.
But what if… this substitute wasn’t any worse?
What if she was smart and good at disguising herself, and coincidentally, she was also good at deciphering men’s minds like her.
And, they looked exactly alike.
Ye Yan felt a chill run down her spine.
She had to do something—
To let Li Jing know that she was just a substitute!
To break her down from the inside, to make her crumble!
The “Li Jing Foundation” promotional video received a good response.
The foundation was officially established, with the founder, Fu Group, taking the lead in hosting a launch ceremony.
The big scene that Li Jing was waiting for was here.
She reviewed the plot, and now everyone was seriously off track. The White Moonlight would definitely make a big move at this plot point.
This event invited celebrities from all walks of life. As the namesake and spokesperson of the foundation, Li Jing naturally had to attend.
This time, she truly seemed to have a proper identity, no longer a poor, ordinary college student, nor a pathetic, humble cake delivery person, but a spokesperson, a namesake.
Just like in the original plot, she was being held up by the male leads. Not only did they put her in front of the camera, but they also put her in the center of the banquet hall, letting her enjoy the glamour she had never experienced before.
This was a silent compensation.
Li Jing: Then I have to cut them good ^_^
Set after set of luxurious dresses were delivered to the ward, even the white walls were reflecting the glittering jewels.
In the early stages of the plot, there was also a small battleground where the male leads sent dresses. At that time, Fu Lingchu gave Li Jing a dress that cost 500,000, but now—
Li Jing looked at the backend earnings: “The price has gone up!”
Elie Saab haute couture flowing sand dress, Giambattista Valli Dream Series custom dress, La Koradior enamel lace floral evening gown.
—All in the millions yuan price point.
Li Jing hugged the dresses, deeply moved by the leeks’ filial piety.
She would definitely cut the leeks behind her beautifully!
Fu Lingchu looked at the photos that were sent—the girl was holding a luxurious dress she had never seen before, the heavy craftsmanship of the pearls reflected in her eyes, as if she had truly regained her former brilliance.
She had never had such brilliance in her life.
Fu Lingchu leaned back in his chair, his mood actually eased a bit.
By now, not only him, but it seemed that they had all forgotten the beginning… the colors they wanted Li Jing to wear, were all because Ye Yan had worn them before.
And now, Li Jing was just Li Jing.
-—–
The launch ceremony venue.
Li Jing, holding her skirt, was escorted by bodyguards and appeared in the banquet hall.
In an instant, she attracted countless gazes.
Feng Ce was actually stunned.
When he sent the dress, he hadn’t thought about what Li Jing would look like wearing it, because the Li Jing they knew always wore simple, worn-out clothes, and had never been dressed up.
He just wanted to make it up to her, but he hadn’t expected Li Jing to be so beautiful…
The evening gown she wore was a masterpiece, each bead sparkling with a flowing light. The organza fabric perfectly accentuated the curves of her body, the large, flowing skirt was full of texture. The girl’s swan neck was long, her collarbone delicate, her shoulders thin, and her delicate features, set off by the gorgeous evening gown, were beautiful and radiant.
All three male leads were present.
All of them, at that moment, felt a clear sense of heart palpitations.
Li Jing, standing under the dazzling lights, was like this…
Li Jing thought maybe those b*stards had forgotten something and raised her hand to cover her mouth, starting to cough lightly.
She directly displayed a state of “Although there is light in her eyes, because she’s been giving blood to the White Moonlight every day, she’s still fragile, and a gust of wind could blow her away.”
In reality, she had been fed strawberry cake by the attending physician before coming, and her appetite and… ahem, were both very strong.
“Cough, cough—”
After two coughs, a man’s suit jacket landed on her shoulders.
Li Jing raised her eyes in a panic and met Fu Lingchu’s deep gaze.
“Do you like it?”
She ultimately chose the dress he had given her.
Li Jing lowered her head, looked at everything on her body, and a glimmer of light appeared in her eyes: “…I like it.”
How could she not like it? It was so expensive.
Fu Lingchu’s lips curled slightly, and the high pressure and fatigue of recent days seemed to dissipate—
She was so beautiful, and the luxurious things suited her very well.
That’s it then, he could give her everything.
Live happily, without needing to know those cruel truths…
Feng Ce handed Li Jing a glass of champagne.
Yes.
That’s it then, he could be good to her, always be responsible for her.
The whole evening.
The most distinguished men in the entire venue surrounded Li Jing.
At one point, it was as if she was no longer the poor, miserable little white flower. She could also be held in the palms of the male leads.
The original owner in the original story unconsciously indulged in this, feeling as if she was finally no longer a pitiful orphan, and for once, she was a princess who was cherished.
But the moment the host unveiled the promotional poster, something began to tear.
Fu Lingchu froze for a moment.
He could tell at a glance that the person on the poster wasn’t Li Jing.
Although the features were exactly the same, perhaps he was already familiar with Li Jing’s expression to the point of being engraved in his heart, so he realized almost instantly that the photo on the poster had been replaced with Ye Yan.
Fu Lingchu remained calm, but Feng Ce next to him immediately looked at Li Jing, his eyes filled with undisguised panic.
Fu Lingchu’s brow furrowed sharply: You idiot.
He walked in front of Li Jing, subtly blocking her view: “You’ve been wearing those high heels all night, are you tired?”
Li Jing shook her head, trying to see the poster over him, her face becoming increasingly confused,
“Is that… me?”
A bead of sweat appeared on Fu Lingchu’s palm, and he took Li Jing’s hand, which still bore pinpricks, his expression unchanged: “Of course it’s you.”
Feng Ce also tried to smooth things over: “This, this poster isn’t very good, it’s normal if you don’t like it—”
Li Jing had been playing the role of a delicate fake princess all evening, and at this point, she couldn’t help but laugh.
What a bunch of b*stards, do you think you can fool people with this?
Could the White Moonlight let this go so easily—
The important part of the evening came.
On the big LED screen, a recorded list of the foundation’s major donors began to play.
There were celebrities, entrepreneurs, and some charitable stars from all walks of life—
And Ms. Ye Yan donated three million yuan.
She also actively participated in the filming.
—“Everyone, I’m Ye Yan. It’s an honor to be able to contribute my humble efforts to the Li Jing Foundation…”
The moment Ye Yan’s face appeared on the screen, Fu Lingchu’s pupils instantly constricted.
Feng Ce was completely dumbfounded. The face on the screen and Li Jing beside him were directly opposite each other, leaving almost no room for explanation.
Fu Lingchu’s heart contracted violently, his adrenaline surging. He was consumed by furious anger while simultaneously racing to think of a solution.
However, there was none. No explanation.
Li Jing’s face had turned completely white.
The same face.
A different name.
Ye Yan, that Ye Yan…
So she had been found by them, humiliated and mocked in their presence, burdened by debt, struggling desperately, and finally, for this person, donating blood every day…
So, so, it was all because of this face…
A profound sense of disunity washed over her, the luxurious clothes on her body becoming shackles.
The cruelest part was that they had elevated her to such heights, only for her to be adorned in finery, teetering on the edge of collapse.
“You, you all… all this time…”
The voice was so mournful, it made one want to cry.
Li Jing finally managed to convey her emotions, taking a few steps back in the high heels that didn’t quite fit her.
Then, she spat out a mouthful of fake blood.
“Pfft—”
—“Li Jing!!!”
It was unclear who, or perhaps more than one person, who shouted with a voice hoarse with despair.
It was as if they were the ones who had spat blood.
Li Jing fell backward, collapsing into someone’s hot, trembling embrace.
They lowered their noble heads, as if the grand curtain had risen on a confession.
Li Jing: Damn, it’s finally begun.
Crematorium, open up!
Leek field, burn!!