After My Rebirth, I Escaped My Marriage

The Starlight Dinner was a platform for those in the entertainment industry to interact. More than that, however, it was a forum for cross-industry exchange, particularly in production, publicity, distribution, and management. Many people were invited to this grand event.

Fu Lin won the Best Supporting Actor award at this year’s Starlight Awards, and Yin Zhen’s company became even more popular.

Several artists performed at the banquet. Lin Gantang watched a few of them with interest. She turned to Yin Zhen and said, “I have some impression of the people performing. Are they all trainees from your company?”

Yin Zhen nodded.

“Why isn’t Lin Fan here?”

“Lin Fan? He signed another contract; he’s no longer a trainee.”

Lin Gantang studied her expression carefully, noting nothing of concern, so she did not pursue her line of inquiry regarding Lin Fan. “You’ve managed the company well. I’m sure your father and the rest of the Yin family have nothing bad to say about the results you’ve produced.”

“Dad? He’s fine. Yin He, on the other hand, is another kettle of fish. I think he’s jealous of how fast I can earn money.” Yin Zhen swirled the burgundy liquid in her wine glass.

“He’s quite the character, isn’t he? I doubt he’s satisfied with the status quo,” Lin Gantang teased.

“He’s ambitious, is what you mean. Dad hasn’t even retired yet. He’s only stepped up for a little more than half a year and already wants to usurp control of the Yin family. You know how my father is: he’s selfish. Yin He takes after him, and now they are at constant loggerheads,” Yin Zhen said. “I had planned on returning as soon as I settled things here, but there’s no need for that now. I’ll sit back and reap the rewards once they’ve tired each other; there’s no rush.”

Yin Zhen could not help but recall the trouble Yin He faced just before the New Year. Someone must have made things difficult for him.

“Yin He hasn’t been pestering you, it seems,” Yin Zhen eyed Lin Gantang, “Tan Huiya also hurt her leg. Evil begets evil. Truly, your boyfriend is rather protective of you.”

“Are you jealous?” Lin Gantang sipped on her wine, asking. “If you’re jealous, you should find a good boyfriend too.”

“I’m not like you. How am I any worse than a man? Besides, even if I find one, who’s to say he’ll take care of me? I might end up having to shield him from others!” Yin Zhen scoffed.

“That’s true.” Lin Gantang chuckled. “It seems like you still want to raise a delicate flower.”

“It’s a pity you aren’t into women; I wouldn’t mind being with you,” Yin Zhen gazed mournfully at her friend.

“Don’t. Don’t go down there.” Lin Gantang shivered, rubbing her forearms to rid herself of goosebumps. “Look for Bei Bei. Everyone knows Bei Bei likes women,” Lin Gantang urged.

“Tch. You make it sound like it’s news to me. We all know it’s just a pretense.” Yin Zhen shook her head. She saw right through Bei Bei’s charade.

Bei Bei was no lesbian.

“How do you know whether it’s false or not? Bei Bei’s mother seems to think it’s true.” Lin Gantang smiled.

Yin Zhen gave Lin Gantang the side-eye. “If Bei Bei liked women, would Wen Yanqing have allowed you anywhere near her?”

“You’re reading too much into things. Don’t I get along quite well with Le Yu?” Lin Gantang’s brows shot to her hairline in disbelief. “Don’t speak ill of Yanqing. He’s so considerate. Would he be so possessive?”

“Hehe.”

That was why Yin Zhen swore off love. Love made fools of men and women alike. Look, wasn’t there someone blind right beside her?

“I’ll let you mull over my words about Yanqing. I’m going to the bathroom.” Yin Zhen got up and made her way to the restroom.

Yin Zhen passed a wall, separating the venue from the outside. It felt like she had traversed from one world to another. She stood in the corridor with several others who had stepped outside to escape the noise.

Everyone else was at the banquet; not many people lingered outside. Yin Zhen walked along the long corridor toward the bathroom. As she turned a corner, a voice called, “Sister.”

Yin Zhen paused, turning to face the one who had called her.

Lin Fan stood at the door. The world beyond it seemed to stretch on in darkness. His pitch-black eyes stared at her, unblinking. Having caught Yin Zhen’s attention, he smiled.

“Sister, long time no see. Did you miss me?” Lin Fan stood by the door, his gaze a firestorm of passion..