Mu Changqing had been a businessman for a long time but finally realized something after getting sick.

He was certain that Fu Zhi was Pure Feather and he was also confident that they had messed with the wrong person.

However, Mu Chenxi had yet to realize the gravity of the situation. To comfort her father, she said, "There's no need to get so angry, dad. Yes, Fu Zhi has become famous, but it's all because of Pure Feather. Think about it, dad. Why would she say she's Pure Feather? It's because she's vain."

Mrs. Mu pressed her lips and added, "But that girl doesn't seem like that kind of person to me. Besides, her reputation is pretty good on the internet, so I don't see any need for her to impersonate Pure Feather."

"You don't know her, mom. She's the greediest person I've ever met in my life!"

Sitting on the bed, Mu Changqing let out a sigh. "The Fu Corporation hasn't made a statement about her claim yet, so has it ever crossed your mind that Fu Zhi might be Pure Feather?"

"The Fu Corporation has to take care of many things, so it's normal for them to overlook something trivial like this. However, justice has a long reach, and I'm confident that the Fu Corporation will do something about her sooner or later. If I had known you would believe Fu Zhi's bullsh*t and think that she's Pure Feather, I would've impersonated Pure Feather myself and none of this would have happened."

Mu Changqing covered his chest with his hand and replied, "Alright, you go out first. I need some time to myself."

There was nothing he could do now. She was his daughter, and that was a fact that could never change.

Before Mu Chenxi went away, she said, "I've made up my mind, dad. If the Fu Corporation still refuses to step forward and give us a clear explanation, I will publish a post on Weibo tonight and tell everyone that I'm Pure Feather! This way, nobody will be able to take advantage of Pure Feather!"

Mu Changqing did not know what he should say.

*

Mu Changqing went back home afterward.

Mu Chenxi was not joking at all. In her opinion, both she and Fu Zhi were pretty girls. They were enemies, so they could not exist together in the entertainment industry.

Thus, Mu Chenxi kept waiting for the statement of the Fu Corporation after she got home.

However, there was no movement from the Fu Corporation even after she'd waited for a few hours. It was almost 7 o'clock at night, and Mu Chenxi was itching to snatch the name "Pure Feather" from Fu Zhi.

She texted Xu Tongtong to discuss her plan. By the time they finished their conversation, it was already 7:30 p.m. Just as Mu Chenxi was about to make a draft, Xu Tongtong's voice erupted from the other side of the line. "It's here! Both the Fu Corporation and Pure Feather have released a statement on Weibo. Chenxi, hurry up and check it out. Let's see what they say about Fu Zhi impersonating Pure Feather."

Mu Chenxi's heart leaped into her throat when she heard Xu Tongtong's voice. At the same time, Mu Changqing, who was sitting on a couch not far away, put the script in his hand away and listened.

Although he knew that nothing would change, he still hoped that a miracle would happen.

After all, the Mu Family had completely made Fu Zhi their enemy. Once it was confirmed that Fu Zhi was Pure Feather, they would not be able to get the adaptation rights of "Red Sun" anymore.

Mu Chenxi opened her Weibo, and at the top of the page was the post of the Fu Corporation. It had been 2 months since the last time the Fu Corporation had posted something on Weibo.

[First, we would like to take this opportunity to thank everyone for liking Master Pure Feather's work. However, we sincerely hope that the public will stop prying into Master Pure Feather's personal life and won't be misled by people with an ulterior motive. She needs some personal space so that she can create more wonderful works for everyone. Master Pure Feather will update everyone regarding the issues of the adaptation of the movie on both her Weibo accounts. Let's all look forward to the adaptation of "Red Sun". Thank you!]

The post had been shared by both Fu Zhi and Pure Feather.

Mu Chenxi felt as if her soul had ascended from her body after she read the statement of the Fu Corporation.

It turned out that Fu Zhi had not been lying at all. She was Pure Feather, and it had been proven by the Fu Corporation.

Mu Chenxi scrunched the paper in her hand up and threw it on the floor.

Her chest was heaving up and down heavily, and even the paper was seemingly laughing at her.

But why? Why did every good thing in this world only happen to Fu Zhi?

When Mrs. Mu saw the statement, she lamented. "She's indeed a good girl. Would a good girl like her frame Chuwan and Chuliang?"

Nobody replied to her.

Gritting his teeth, Mr. Mu looked at Mu Chenxi and hissed, "Look at what you've done. You're the one who wanted to hire the ghostwriters. You're the one who wanted to hold the gathering, and you're the one who said we were going to donate 100 million yuan to the children in the mountains. Our company has exhausted all its circulating funds, and we can't even produce the New Year's Eve film, let alone fight with Fu Zhi!"

Mu Chenxi snarled back, "Why didn't you stop me then? Huh? If you had stopped me, none of this would have happened!"

"How dare you shout back at me!" Mu Changqing smacked the table hard in exasperation. "I must've spoiled you too much. It's all your fault that the Mu Corporation is in its current shape. Get the hell back to your room. I don't want to see you anymore!"

Seeing that Mu Changqing was going to beat her, Mu Chenxi did not dare say anything and went back to her room.

*

At the same time, in the Lu Mansion...

It was the middle of the night, and a hard coughing fit could be heard from the washroom. When Mama Zhang went into the room, she saw a pool of blood on the bed, and her heart leaped into her throat.

She immediately went to smack the door as she said, "Young Master Ye Jiu, can you hear me? Are you not feeling well? I saw a pool of blood on your bed. Can you open the door?"

However, Ye Jiu paid her no mind. The coughing fit in the washroom was getting more and more intense, and Mama Zhang's heart was pumping faster and faster. Just as she was about to go and tell Xu Wei, the door of the washroom was opened from the inside.

Ye Jiu emerged from the washroom, his face ashen pale. Mama Zhang was stunned, and it took her quite a while to find her voice again and ask, "Are, are you alright?"

"Yes. I'm alright. It's just the flu."

"But there's blood on the bed…"

"I don't know whose blood it is," Ye Jiu said as he wiped his face with a towel. "Fu Zhi slept in my room yesterday night, so I guess it should be hers."

Mama Zhang recalled that Fu Zhi was on her period. However, she looked at the bed again. She did not know why, but she could not shake the strange feeling that was tugging at her heart. "In that case, I will bring the sheets down to wash them. Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yeah. Don't worry about me." Ye Jiu smiled. As Mama Zhang looked at him doubtfully, he added, "Maybe it's a side effect of selling my blood to raise Fu Zhi when I was a kid."

Mama Zhang let out a sigh of relief after hearing what Ye Jiu had said. Since he was still able to joke, she surmised that he was fine. Thus, she offered him a smile in return and said, "Then I will make chicken soup for you tomorrow."

After she changed the sheets, she went out of the room. She did not bump into anyone as she went downstairs.

Ye Jiu sat on the bed for a long while. Suddenly, he remembered something and opened his WeChat.

The person he was chatting with was supposed to be the head of a research institute in a foreign country, as that person's avatar was the logo of the International Crime Unit.

There was not much to their conversation. That person had been asking when Ye Jiu would be coming to their research institute.

Ye Jiu lay on his bed for a long while, and then, as if he'd finally made up his mind, he sprang up from his bed and replied, [Fu Zhi will go to Myanmar at the end of the month. Send someone to pick me up.]

[It's too late. If your body organs continue to deteriorate, you might not be able to survive until next year. Besides, it's hard to say for sure whether we will be able to conduct in vivo research on you and find the faulty DNA sequences to save Ye Qi and the others in the next year as well.

[Initially, we agreed to start the study in September, but it's December now. You've broken your promise more than once, and we have plenty of reasons to believe that you have regretted your decision.

[That said, you've to be clear on one thing. You have the worst vital signs amongst the test subjects and you're destined to die before them. The process of living research is painful and will speed up your death, but if it succeeds, Ye Qi and the others will live in this world instead of you. You have been around Fu Zhi for a long time. Has Fu Zhi not taught you the meaning of great selflessness?]